Chapter 114 (2/2)

That is to say, Meng Ran's refining of magic weapons has reached a high level. If ordinary friars dare to sacrifice and refine them intermittently, their success rate will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

Maybe refining three will fail two.

Time passed by. After meditating for a while, Meng ran, who had recovered some of his magic power, went back to refining jade talisman.

At this time, the moon, which is round like a jade plate, is getting into the dark clouds. The night is completely dark, and you can't see five fingers.

In the middle of the mirror like Biluo lake, under the water surface as thin as rice paper, a pair of blood red evil pupils stare at the young man in white sitting on the roof platform of the villa

As the night went by, when the first ray of morning light from the horizon sprinkled on the whole Xiufeng mountain, Meng ran, who had refined the magic tools for the night, slowly vomited out a breath of turbid Qi.

However, on the roof of the villa, there are twelve magic weapons that are shining brightly. They are surrounded by Meng ran, just like the stars and the moon.

The bright green light actually makes the golden morning glow pale, that is, the sun does not dare to compete with it.

Feeling the waves of mana from the jade plate and jade talisman, Meng ran exudes sweat on her forehead and nose, and smiles on her face.

”It's done at last.”

However, the young man in white, facing the rising sun in the East, leaped lightly from the top of the villa, and the twelve magic weapons encircling his body fell with him without leaving.

The young man in white with the Green Mansions fell steadily in the center of the villa.

In the washroom covered with snow-white marble tiles, housekeeper Feng, who is brushing his teeth with his head down, catches a glimpse of the green light in the garden from the corner of his eye and suddenly looks up.

As you can see, the young man in white stands with pride, and the exquisite jade plate and jade symbol around the body are calm and free.

Meng ran in white is like a God.

The toothbrush in the middle-aged housekeeper's hand fell to the ground, and the whole person was stagnant and motionless. Even when he swallowed the toothpaste in his mouth, he was unconscious.

”My lord This Is this my blindness? ”