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Wuya Pavilion.

Gu Nanyuan Wing Room.

He informed him of his purpose, with an apologetic tone.

Although Gu Nanyuan had long secretly promised that she was Zhao Wujiang's woman, Zhao Wujiang also had a place for Gu Nanyuan in his heart.

But this time, I came here not because I couldn't help myself, nor because I couldn't restrain my desires, but because I wanted to awaken the terror in Zhao Wujiang's body.

Use the sword energy of the sword furnace to feed the sword of the sword attendant, and recast the broken Tianjing.

"I know." Gu Nanyuan's black hair has been lifted up, revealing her cheeks that can be broken by a blow. Her eyes are full of spring water, she is biting her moist lips, she is happy and angry, and she says softly:

"Lang Jun, if you are afraid of hurting me, then be gentler and slower..."

Zhao Wujiang put his arms around Gu Nanyuan's round buttocks. As soon as he nodded, Gu Nanyuan's face came closer, and he kissed her with a soft breath.

Like a dragonfly touching water, Gu Nanyuan quickly took it back as soon as he touched it. Her cheeks were as shy as the reflection of the sunset, and she was panting heavily and did not dare to look directly at Zhao Wujiang.

Gu Nanyuan's shy appearance exudes an aura of pure desire, like a young girl next door who is as pure as water. Without deliberately teasing her, just being shy and timid is enough to ignite the fire of lust.

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently, bowed slightly, and put his forehead against the girl's forehead. The two hugged each other, Zhao Wujiang gently covered his face, and received a clumsy response.

Two pieces of fox fur slipped off, two black robes fell to the ground, followed by snow-white silk underwear, trousers, and a pink bellyband hanging on the screen.

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Sword-making is a technical job as well as a physical job.

When the long sword enters the sword furnace, countless sword energy tightly wraps the sword body, constantly sharpening the sword body.

The scorching hot sword energy seemed to melt the sword body. Before it even moved, it was as red as lava and as hard as any.

Forging cannot be achieved overnight.

The sword body needs to constantly go in and out of the sword furnace and undergo pressure, grinding, and roasting.

The sword furnace continuously swallows the body of the sword, trying to awaken the power contained in the sword body.

Once this power bursts out, the earth will tremble.

Half an hour later, the sword body finally could no longer withstand the heat of the sword furnace, which was as hot as the furnace of heaven and earth. Its own strength spurted out, and the sword light was like a white rainbow.

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Shocked, he was awakened by the sword energy.

This magical weapon hidden in Zhao Wujiang's body, integrated with Zhao Wujiang's spine, and growing together for many years, finally woke up at this moment.

Zhao Wujiang let out a long roar and felt his spine moving like a dragon, crackling.

With a thought in his mind, he gently grasped the snow-white, soft and warm scent with his left hand.

No, he let go of his hand and held it again with his left hand.

There seemed to be a cyclone condensing in his hand, the invisible wind blew in his palm, and the wind turned into an indigo sword in one breath.

The blade of the sword is like a mirror, three feet long and two fingers wide. There is nothing unusual about it.

But the moment Zhao Wujiang held it tightly, he felt that the invisible spiritual energy between heaven and earth was constantly gathering towards this three-foot green blade.

With a sword in his hand, he even felt like he could cut through anything in the world.

Zhao Wujiang exhaled a long breath of turbid air and absorbed Gu Nanyuan's vast sword energy. His cultivation level also broke through, reaching the level of a second-grade grandmaster.

With my current level of cultivation, I wonder if I can fight Xuanyuan Yuheng? His eyes flickered, he held his left hand again, and the three-foot green blade turned into wind and disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Gu Nanyuan did not feel depressed at all, but her cheeks became more and more rosy, as if she had been nourished. She stared at Zhao Wujiang affectionately, and said shyly:

"I haven't lost any vitality..."

She intertwined her legs and tightly hooked Zhao Wujiang's waist. She blushed and said nothing more, but the meaning was self-evident.

Zhao Wujiang pinched her straight nose and said softly: "Tell me, my hero, what do you want me to do?"

Gu Nanyuan's beautiful eyes were filled with spring water, she turned her face slightly to the side of her red cheeks, making a sound like a buzzing sound, like a mosquito or a fly:
Chapter completed!