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191] [Golden Crow Bloodline]

In the Wuji Mountain Hall, the atmosphere was no longer warm, but it returned to the embarrassment at the beginning.
Feng Wuming didn't know what Lu Xun was here to ask for, and Lu Xun didn't know what he was here to get, but sir, no one could take it seriously... Well, Mao Nanbei seemed to be fine.
Lu Xun turned his head and looked at Mao Nanbei sitting beside him, and asked softly: "Sister Fourth, have you told you anything?"
Maybe little luoli knows something?
"I don't know the specifics, junior brother, have you forgotten that I came out sneaking out?" Mao Nanbei blinked his big eyes.
"Sister Four, do you think you can hide it from the sir?" Lu Xun asked.
"Yes, I've slipped out several times before!" Mao Nanbei raised his head and his chest out, with a little smug look on his face.
"My stupid luoli, sir, that's acquiescent you to sneak out to play because you pampered you and pretended not to notice. The second and third brothers should also know that everyone is playing house with you!" Lu Xun said in his heart.
But he didn't point it out either.
Due to special reasons, Mao Nanbei is still a child's character. Everyone is willing to play with her to keep her innocent fun. Lu Xun will naturally not destroy this gentleness and is willing to accompany her to make trouble.
But he still asked unwillingly: "Sir, I really haven't mentioned it yet? Fourth Senior Sister, think about it?"
"No!"
Mao Nanbei sat on a high chair, her two short legs could not touch the ground. Lu Xun asked her many times, which made her a little impatient. I am not a three-year-old child again!
She kicked her legs in anger twice, saying that she really didn't know.
In desperation, Lu Xun even gave Lin Chan an inquiring look, and Lin Chan also shook her head.
"Damn! Could it be that I was asking me to pick up something casually and go back to hand in the service?" Lu Xun thought in his heart.
"But what if I take it back, the gentleman says it's not this one?"
"What should I do if I want to go there?"
Wuji Mountain is far away from the Demon Sect, and it takes several months to go back and forth. If it weren't for the fact that there was a [Ghost Sorrow] here to break through, Lu Xun would have felt that this trip was a bit of a loss.
After all, with this time, he has some ways to use other methods to get experience value.
Mao Nanbei seemed to see Lu Xun's entanglement and whispered in an indifferent tone: "My junior brother, since that's the case, just bring something that can symbolize Wuji Mountain back, and you can care about so much."
"What if the gentleman said this is not the case, and I will have to go there for me again?" Lu Xun suggested.
When Mao Nanbei heard this, his eyes lit up immediately and he said, "Okay, okay!"
Isn’t this another reason to go down the mountain to play?
"Then you can make more delicious food and let me take it on the way." Mao Nanbei began to talk about the conditions.
"Trade!" Lu Xun stretched out his right hand and asked seriously: "Do you want to hook it?"
"I want it." Mao Nanbei stretched out his little hand and also hooked him with a serious look on his face.
Ye Sui's safe journey had no sense of participation, but when he looked at Lu Xun and smiled foolishly, he felt that Senior Lu not only had a childlike heart, but could still maintain childlike fun at this age, just to make his senior sister happy, which was so gentle.
After talking about this, Lu Xun turned his head and looked at Feng Wuming and others, and said with a gentle smile:
"I just discussed with my senior sister. Since the gentleman didn't say it clearly, maybe I just wanted me to visit everyone in Wuji Mountain and then bring some symbolic things back."
"Hahahahahaha, that's great. Just choose the friend of mine. If you want it, I won't be stingy." Feng Wuming laughed coldly, and the awkward atmosphere finally calmed down.
As for what is the most symbolic meaning of Wuji Mountain, it must be their paralyzed face.
Go back with a face-paralyzing head?
Jokes and jokes!
Lu Xun glanced outside the hall and happened to see the free spirit crow on Wuji Mountain.
For some reason, this reminded him of [Panda Diplomacy].
Pandas are my national treasure of China, which is symbolic and a diplomatic artifact!
Of course, it's also very valuable!
The former iron-eating beast, the legendary mount of Chiyou, now earns money from the cuteness of the bad guys. Not only does it support itself, but it also returns to the country, it is also quite powerful.
Lu Xun thought for a while and said with a smile: "President Feng, why not just bring a spirit crow back!"
The spirit crow is the characteristic of Wuji Mountain. It is good to take it back, and it also satisfy Lu Xun's evil taste.
Feng Wuming and the elders looked at me, I looked at you, and then laughed and nodded, but did not refuse.
After hearing this, Mao Nanbei stared at the spirit crow outside, and was already thinking about how to cook the spirit crow. Should we eat it while roasting, stewing, or stir-frying?
Feng Wuming saw that Lu Xun was very interested in his own spirit crow and introduced: "Little Friend Lu may not know. According to legend, this spirit crow is a descendant of the golden crow and has hidden the bloodline of the golden crow."
"Oh? There is still this matter?"
Lu Xun looked outside the house a few more times, and only felt that these crows were stupid. Although they looked similar to crows, their eyes reminded him of the Keda duck in "Pokemon".
Just this dull little look, let’s get the golden crow?
Feng Wuming smiled and explained with a cold face: "The legend does say so, but maybe it's just a legend."
After all, there are so many spiritual crows in this Wuji Mountain, hundreds of thousands of them, but there is not even a complete enlightenment of spiritual intelligence. Most of them are just spiritual intelligence and a little bit connected with human nature.
Even if you can't fully open your mind, you will have a big gap with the demon, not to mention the ancient golden crow.
According to legend, the Golden Crow at its heyday is comparable to the great practitioner of the ninth realm!
The cold-faced man Feng Wuming and Shen Yan’s braised eggs are definitely not the match for a golden crow!
Even if these spirit crows only have a trace of golden crow blood, they should not even be able to transform into demons and become mascots of Wuji Mountain.
Because Lu Xun didn't take this seriously.
On the contrary, Mao Nanbei thought: "If you have the Golden Crow bloodline, wouldn't it be very replenishing?"
She felt that she still had the chance to grow up, and this kind of very nourishing thing made her even more greedy!
After solving the problem of the unfair thing, everyone started chatting again.
Lu Xun actually wanted to be curious about the matters related to the corpse inside [Ghost Sorrow].
But when I think of this, even the players who later joined Wuji Mountain didn't know about it, it seemed that it became a taboo for some reason.
As an outsider, please stop asking, as the atmosphere is awkward again.
"Fortunately, the sir asked me to take the body not, otherwise it would be quite dangerous."
"I think it was because I thought too much before. I guess something happened later that caused the body to be replaced in [Ghost Sorrow] and turned into a ghost king." Lu Xun thought in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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