The monster goes upwards and becomes the fairy.

It is only one step away from practicing to adulthood.

With the five inner elixirs in hand, the safest way is to go to the city to find Zhuge Qingyou and ask her to help embed the five inner elixirs into the hollowed-out metal ball. However, Wu Chen thought about it and decided to take this risk by himself.

Wu Chen was also more and more able to confirm that the knife in his hand was t160. After understanding the rules of the piano, he used the rules to transform the breeding suit into his current appearance. If this is the case, then the five elements mutual generation that can only be mastered by the master of the mechanism must be hidden in this knife.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Chen sent two inner elixirs to the blade at the same time.

Sure enough! The small hole in the hollow metal ball expanded instantly, sucking the two inner elixirs in no particular order!

The five elements in the ball are gathered together. The engraving lines are vertically and horizontally on the large horizontal knife, and the engraving lines of different colors represent the inner alchemy of different attributes. The five-color engraving lines are wandering in the loops spread all over the blade, and then return to the hollow metal ball on the back of the knife to form a complete circuit.

The large horizontal knife did not grow longer.

Wu Chen seemed to hear the sound of the inner part of the knife, and the sound kept ringing. Obviously, the knife in his hand had a qualitative change.

Moreover, the inner elixirs with different sizes and brightness are also converging in the continuous circulation circuit! The brightest and largest one is the inner elixir of the Fire Scale Python, and the smallest and darkest one is the inner elixir of the Gophas. However, in the cycle and endless five elements of the circuit, the size and luster of each inner elixir began to approach the inner elixir of the Fire Scale Python!

"Five elements are mutually generated!" Wu Chen finally understood why the big-horned deer took him to find some low-level monsters! It turned out that as long as there is an inner elixir of a monster of good quality, the remaining four can achieve the strongest inner elixir through the method of mutual generation of the five elements!

Waving the magic weapon with a brilliant brilliance, Wu Chen smiled meaningfully at the big-horned deer, "As a deer, don't you think you know too much?"

The big-horned deer replied without blinking: "I don't think so."

"Okay." Wu Chen walked forward with a smile, turned over and rode on the beast saddle, and left the Ice Forest.

Although Luo Lan was full of expectations for every prey that Wu Chen brought back, even if she returned empty-handed, she still couldn't stop the smile on her face.

She didn't know why this happened, and she didn't think about it. Because she was still young.

"Grandpa. I lifted the curtain and walked into the warm lobby. The old hunter was concentrating on grinding his hunting knife.

"I'm back." Although I don't know what Wu Chen went out all day, the old hunter knew very well that Wu Chen must not do evil. It's enough to know this. After all, everyone has secrets.

"Yes." Wu Chen slapped the thin ice on his body in front of the door, walked over gently, and sat next to the old hunter.

"Why is it so early today?" The old hunter saw that he had something to do.

"Grandpa, tell me about horse thieves."

The hunting knife in the old hunter's hand suddenly condensed. He then sighed: "Are you doing this for this these days?"

"Yes." Wu Chen nodded slightly.

"Although that horse thief is cunning and fierce, it is not rootless ice floes. They have a secret residence in the snowfield." As the guardian of this snowfield, the old hunter knew everything about the snowfield.

"The government wants to be arrested every year. But the horse thief is doing evil again and again. Wu Chen, what are the problems here?" the old hunter asked.

"Collaborating between inside and outside, the soldiers and bandits are all." Wu Chen had long thought of it.

"Yes." The old hunter nodded: "The horse thief is indeed the subordinate of Han Baili, the master of the corner of Songwu City. The woman who led the horse gang is said to be one of his many concubines."

"I see."

"Grandpa, where is their camp?"

"Child, are you sure you want to go?" The old hunter simply put down the knife in his hand: "If you don't kill a snake, there will be endless troubles."

"Grandpa, they can't run away." Wu Chen smiled brightly with his eyes.

"Okay." The old hunter suddenly stood up: "I'll go to the city first."

Wu Chen was not worried that the old hunter was going to report the news. It was not difficult to guess that he brought Luo Lan into the city with him, but returned alone. He entered the city to protect Luo Lan first. The old hunter got his equipment and got on Wu Chen's hunting pry: "I'll drive."

"Yes!" Wu Chen sat down to the secondary seat and gave the throne to the old hunter. As the old hunter shook the reins, the big-horned deer obediently stepped out of four hooves and ran out.

No one spoke along the way. The old hunter drove quietly and galloped on the vast snowfield. The snowfield was wide and surrounded by mountains on three sides, with dense forests at the foot of the mountain, and then extended a huge snowfield. The only exit blocked Songwu City. It was originally a deadly place that was rarely visited, but because the snowfield was rich in concentrate and solid wood, there were still profitable merchants who risked their lives to enter. The huge snowfield was scattered with many mining areas and logging farms. The resources produced were regularly pulled back to Songwu City with sleds. The horse thieves attacked these precious mineral convoys. Just like hunting, Han Baili, the leader of Songwu City, only sold the mining rights of mines and logging farms, and did not directly participate in the operation of the mines. However, they were afraid that the miners who purchased the mining rights would make a fortune, so they raised this group of horse thieves and took the concentrates that the miners worked hard to mine for themselves.

Think about it, it is also called catching thieves and stolen stolen. Horse thieves have been entrenched in the snowfield for so many years. Where did the stolen stolen stolen go? The snowfield has died on three sides, and there is only one Songwu City in a radius of hundreds of miles. The stolen stolen stolen was obviously transported into the city and sold out through various hidden channels.

First, sell the certificate and make a lot of money, then plunder the output in large quantities. Make money from both ends.

By the way, the Lord Lord of Songwu City is really a good idea.

Therefore, Wu Chen's decision this time had serious consequences. The so-called cutting off the wealth route is equivalent to killing his parents. Wu Chen's suppression of this horse thief was equivalent to killing the lord Han Baili with one arm. He must have made enemies with the lord leader Songwu City. In fact, Wu Chen also thought about what if he only stole the iron spirit and gave it to the lord leader Gongsun Ban?

The consequences are endless.

Because the iron spirit who was taken away by the horse thief returned to Gongsun Ban's hands, those who are interested will definitely find out Wu Chen's identity. In order not to cause trouble, the leader of the Iron Gang will be willing to sell Wu Chen's identity. The result will be that Wu Chen will be revenge from the horse thief and the horn master.

He might be able to escape, but the fate of the old hunter and Lolan is destined to be miserable.

Since he would offend the master of Kao Han Baili in any case, he would do his best to take action and cut off his arm. In this way, the snow field in Longchi surrounded by mountains on three sides became Wu Chen's retreat. You can attack and retreat or defend. If you have an old hunter who knows the inside story of the snow field, the three of them will definitely protect themselves.

Therefore, killing all the fierce horse thieves is Wu Chen's best choice.

Of course, Wu Chen can also choose not to offend Lord Kezhu.

But what did he come in?

When it comes to being familiar with the snowfield, no old hunter can match. However, Wu Chen was a little worried about his choice. If the master of Songwu City was indeed the mastermind behind the scenes, wouldn’t he send Luo Lan into the city to send sheep into the tiger’s mouth?

Even Luo Lie of the Ninth Heaven can protect Luo Lan?

Seeing that Wu Chen wanted to speak but stopped along the way, the old hunter smiled and said, "It's dark under the light."

"Dark under the light?" Wu Chen was stunned. Then he understood the meaning of the old hunter. He sent Luolan under the nose of the leader of the corner, but wasn't it just dark under the light! He was thinking about Wu Chen who was purging on the snowy field and the old hunter's corner of Songwu City, how could he think that the old hunter had sent Luolan into the city in advance!

After figuring it out, Wu Chen felt relieved.

Wu Chen also believed that since the old hunter could send Luo Lan in, there would be a way to pick her up.

The sled was galloping on the endless snowfield. In Wu Chen's view, who had completely lost his sense of direction, all of them were in the same snow realm, but the old hunter could clearly distinguish the driving route. It has to be said that he was indeed familiar with this snowfield to the core.

The sky was getting darker, and Wu Chen, who was curled up in the warm hunting suit, was confused and suddenly felt the old hunter slowly tightening the reins.

The big-horned deer gradually stopped, and Wu Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's here." The old hunter shouted in a low voice.

Wu Chen took a deep breath of the cold air and cheered up.

In front of me was a towering iceberg. Hunting and prying stopped on the gentle slope on one side of the iceberg. Under the hillside where the gentle slopes on both sides were crossed, there was a hidden ice valley. At the end of the ice valley was a natural crack. The crack almost split the towering iceberg. If it weren't for the mountaintop being a whole, the iceberg would have become two.

The horse thieves' residence was obviously inside the crack.

"Only the horse thieves know what it looks like behind the rift valley." The old hunter took a bamboo tube from behind, made a cover, took out two black triangular small flags from it, and inserted them into the bronze flag tubes on both sides of the hunting pry.

The small flag spread in the wind, as if there were still a string of bells tied to the tail of the flag.

"Let's go!" The old hunter shook the reins, and the big-horned deer jumped down the gentle slope and rushed towards the ice valley.

The bells kept ringing all the way, and Wu Chen's heart moved: "Grandpa, is this the flag of the horse thief?"

"No, it's the black flag of Lord Corner!" The old hunter smiled with a sigh.

"So that's it." Wu Chen subconsciously glanced at the old hunter. The old man's identity is indeed very unusual...

The big horned deer pulled the hunting pry and rushed into the rift.

The ringing rang, and the scepter ambushed in the rift valley could not help slowing down the attack. When I saw clearly the black flag on the hunting pry, I was completely relieved. I blew a loud whistle and signaled the hunting pry to pass.

The old hunter firmly grasped the reins and drove the hunting pry to enter the crack at a constant speed.

Watching the extraordinary hunting pier go away, the whistle detectives silenced and each lurked without mentioning it. The snow gradually disappeared and the ground began to freeze. The soles of feet shook, and the hunting pier seemed to float on the clouds, and there was no trace of vibration again.

There was no sharp noise when the steel passed through the ice layer that Wu Chen thought. Obviously, this hunting pier created by the master of Linglongfang’s mechanism was definitely extraordinary.

Vagally, Wu Chen saw a hideous gravel castle wall at the exit of the crack.

Unlike the neatly built Songwu Town, the city walls of horse thieves are built up by various natural stones scattered in the snow. Although they are rough and not beautiful at all, their defense is not low.

The heavy crossbow truck on the top of the city has begun to aim at the hunting and prying route. The crackling sound from the crossbow truck shows that this is still a mechanism.

"Who is coming!" A roar was heard on the top of the city wall.

"The city lord's confidant!" The old hunter pulled off the windproof face towel.

"What's the matter!"

"Little bastard, can you ask?" (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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