"Hmph, Dad Lion, you are so cruel that you dare to tease me again. Next time I come back, I will give you some medicine and lock you up with a sow..."
Wang Luo muttered, and slid down the tree with the little white lion in his arms, who was looking around excitedly, without any awareness of being separated from his parents.
He was 100% sure that it was Father Lion who smashed him down hard. Otherwise, how could he have fallen so hard just from a distance of about one meter.
As soon as he reached the ground, Wang Luo saw the black panther who had reached the ground at an unknown time, and the bone sword that had fallen. The black panther raised his head and glanced at Wang Luo and Xiao Bai, and then continued to lie there, not knowing that he was healing his wounds.
, still sleeping, Wang Luo glanced at Black Panther indifferently and picked up the bone sword on the ground.
The bone sword has changed a lot compared to before. During the more than a year when the lion father and mother were in seclusion, although Wang Luo had no bones or other things to integrate into the bone sword, he did not leave the bone sword alone.
The bone sword is continuously burned and polished every day with the heart-refining fire to remove impurities inside.
Originally, Wang Luo incorporated a lot of bones and other objects into the bone sword. Although Wang Luo had always tried to keep its size, size and quality constant, the size of the bone sword had increased a lot unknowingly.
Moreover, Wang Luo didn't know that the essence of a large number of bones and other objects incorporated into the bone sword was not well integrated, which had a great impact on the quality of the bone sword.
Wang Luo didn't know so many truths, but one day, he suddenly discovered that the bone sword had become much larger, so he began to use the Heart Refining Fire to continuously temper the bone sword.
In the process of tempering the bone sword, he remembered the idiom that a hundred times can make steel, so he tempered it more carefully. This was his first weapon, and he still liked it very much.
The hard work paid off. After two years of polishing, the bone sword not only returned to its original size, but also improved in quality. It also looked a bit like it was polished from jade, without any trace of bones.
Wang Luo held the bone sword and looked at the surrounding environment curiously with the little white lion. Like the forest next to the waterfall, there were trees everywhere, but the trees were not as thick as those next to the waterfall. There were some unknown flowers and plants growing on the ground.
The restless little white lion was curiously studying a small purple flower.
Wang Luo suddenly realized that although he was in the dark forest now, he could still see the surrounding situation very clearly, even more clearly than before during the day. Wang Luo couldn't help but think: Could this be the reason for the foundation building?
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After building the foundation, Wang Luo found that his perception, hearing, etc., had greatly improved. Although Wang Luo had discovered this phenomenon, he didn't take it to heart. Anyway, he had seen too many strange things, until
Now that he suddenly discovered that he could see at night, he felt a little surprised.
Looking at the surrounding environment, Wang Luo always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. The range of his spiritual consciousness was only about 20 meters, and he found nothing.
Confused, Wang Luo called Xiaobai back, who was curiously studying the flowers and plants on the ground, and stood in front of the black panther with him in his arms, observing the surroundings carefully. He felt as if hundreds of pairs of eyes were watching him, ready at any time.
Launch a fatal blow.
The little white lion looked at the frowning Wang Luo in confusion. He didn't know what he was thinking while holding him and frowning. The little white lion struggled to climb onto Wang Luo's shoulders and looked at the black panther sleeping on the ground in confusion.
I just saw the black panther open his eyes, but why did he close them again?
Ignoring the little white lion who was counting his hair, Wang Luo's face became more and more gloomy. He was originally in a bad mood after being separated from his parents, and now he felt that there were many eyes around him staring at him, which made him feel sad.
Wang Luo felt very irritable and his mood was getting worse and worse.
Nine years of comfortable life without the threat of death had almost made Wang Luo forget that he was once a killer. At this time, the dark side of his heart was quietly revealed, and scenes after scenes appeared in his mind.
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The murderous aura hidden in the depths of his soul was slowly released from Wang Luo's body and spread to the surroundings. At the same time, a bloodshot streak appeared in Wang Luo's eyes, and the bloodshot slowly spread to the surrounding areas.
The little white lion, sensing Wang Luo's strangeness, whined at Wang Luo and kept rubbing his head on Wang Luo's face, as if to comfort him. The black panther opened his eyes at some point and was surprised.
Looking at Wang Luo's back.
Hearing the whine of the little white lion, the bloodshot eyes in Wang Luo's eyes slowly disappeared. He comforted the little white lion and let out a sigh in his heart: Some things can't be forgotten just because you want to...
"Roar"
"Roar……"
The blood in Wang Luo's eyes faded in just the blink of an eye. At this moment, a wolf howl sounded, followed by another wolf howl that exploded in the silent forest.
A pair of green eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps, suddenly appeared from the grass, and a bloodthirsty and violent aura suddenly spread.
Wang Luo suppressed the trace of unhappiness in his heart and calmly looked at the bloodthirsty cyan wolves fifty meters away. At the same time, he comforted the little white lion on his shoulder who was eager to try and had eyes full of excitement.
After catching a glimpse of the black panther who was still sleeping behind him, Wang Luo secretly guessed: It must be the trick of the lion father. He threw himself among the wolves and refused to let the black panther help. Forget it, try to protect it.
, take this opportunity to establish a good relationship with it, but you will have to rely on it in the future...
"Roar"
Another wolf howl sounded from behind the wolves, and the wolves began to approach Wang Luo step by step. Wang Luo counted at random, and there were actually five or six hundred wild wolves in front of him.
Looking at the approaching wolves, Wang Luo didn't feel much nervous, because he could feel that the individual strength of each demon wolf was not very strong, which was around the late stage of Qi training.
Although there were many wolves, Wang Luo was good at fighting wars of attrition. Wang Luo was also going to use them to test the attack power of blood energy. Thinking of this, the bone sword in Wang Luo's hand glowed with a hazy blood light.
On the way to fly, Wang Luo studied the application of blood energy and found that it was no better than spiritual power and could cover a fist. Moreover, after building the foundation, Wang Luo used blood energy to prevent his eyes from turning blood red and his whole body to be cold.
His black hair was flying automatically without wind, and the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart was also reduced a lot.
When studying blood energy, Wang Luo suddenly thought of the masters in some martial arts TV series, who could input some internal power into their weapons to make the weapons indestructible. Wang Luo held the bone sword in his hand at that time.
He began to carefully input a trace of blood energy. Wang Luo did not want to destroy his only weapon all at once. After the bone sword received the trace of blood energy, there was no reaction at all. Wang Luo carefully input a little more.
, and finally it looked like this, the bone sword was covered in a hazy blood light.