Chapter 862 The Inheritor Mira

The skin of goose protein has just touched the black necklace. After a beautiful purple light flashed, Lin Tianchu finally saw the attributes of the necklace??

"Mysterious Necklace, Magic +3"

is equivalent to the "magic +3" in the game, which is not bad, just right for Qingluan's profession.

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"Yang Xiao, Yuexi is Master Zhang's beloved disciple. How dare you hurt her?" Lin Tianchu pointed out the middle-aged scribe in his black robe and shouted loudly.

"Nonsense, Jiuyang's magical skills are passed on to men but not women. How can the master pass it on to this yellow-haired girl!" The middle-aged literati were out of breath, and a pair of flesh palms flew up and down, deconstructing Bai Yuexi's fierce fists one by one, "Besides, how could Wuji send someone to assassinate me - you yellow-haired children, don't you underestimate me Yang Xiao?"

Although Yang Xiao was injured, he did not look panicked at all. Wen Si was quick and talked clearly. In the face of four or five women who were coveted, he still fought with Bai Yuexi, which was very good.

"Haha, Yang Xiao, today's world is no longer what you were when you were alive. Demons dance together, and demons are rampant - tell me, in addition to Jiuyang magic, what kind of skill will have such a terrible masculinity? Moreover, look at your appearance. How long have you been demonized in the dark temple? Lin Tianchu pushed away Qingluan, who was protecting him, laughed, pointed to Yang Xiao and scolded.

"Magicization? No wonder I always feel that the strength has become much stronger!" After listening to Lin Tianchu's words, Yang Xiao looked down at his black palms and muttered to himself.

"Do it!" Lin Tianchu saw that Yang Xiao bowed his head and meditated, and immediately shouted loudly to the women next to him.

For a moment, all the women moved except Qingluan. Xia Ya's flame sword, Qingluan's wind blade, Wells also carried a huge shield on the top. Bai Yuexi was the most brave, and directly raised his fist and hit Yang Xiao's stomach.

"The ice finger of Tianshan, the flame sword of Tubo, and the iron cloth shirt of Shaolin - teenager, you really didn't lie to me!" The middle-aged scribe looked at several strange moves that rushed in, and his eyes gradually became clear. "And Yi Tianjian, is it the disciple of Emei who attacked me behind my back? Haha, young man's good ability, the inheritance of my holy religion depends on you! - Take it!"

A black token was thrown out by Yang Xiao and landed steadily on the ground in front of Lin Tianchu. Then, a few dull voices sounded, and Yang Xiao turned into black smoke and disappeared without any resistance. The man behind him still maintained a straight stabbing posture and watched his enemy disappear.

"The task is completed by the wanted right envoy Guangming, and 5 contribution points, and one Holy Fire Order!"

"Holy Fire Order (Fire), comes from the martial arts plane "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Slayer", which is a collection of five pieces, and you can learn the mysterious magic "Firecraft"!"

Lin Tianchu looked at the token in his hand and said nothing for a long time. If he remembers correctly, the martial arts on the sacred flame order are not the "fire magic" learned by Bai Yuexi. At the beginning, the three holy envoys who studied the nameless skills on the sacred flame order could beat the purple-shirted dragon king. If it hadn't been for Zhang Wuji's use of Jiuyang's magic power to show his power, the five envoys of the Ming Dynasty might have been destroyed by three people.

So, that nameless skill is at least the same level as Zhang Wuji's "Jiuyang Shen Gong", which is not much worse! So the "royal fire art" that can only be obtained by collecting five pieces of sacred flame order is much more powerful than Jiuyang's magic skills, right? No wonder in the surface of the beast martial arts world, "fire control" can become the inheritance of the bottom of the dragon clan.

"Bai Yuexi, this is your - the inheritance fragment of 'Fire Art'. Good luck!" Lin Tianchu looked at the eager women around him and gave the sacred flame to the girl with a smile.

"Inheritance fragments? Or is it the inheritance fragments of fire control? Xia Ya couldn't calm down. When she grew up, her mouth was full of incredible expressions. Can she not be surprised? What is the inheritance fragment? She knows it better than these boys and girls! The Golden Family only has one or two such treasures. It seems that this is the inheritance prepared by the ruins for Baiyuexi!

A small "inheritance fragment" makes a big family rise and become a famous rich family of violets. So what will happen if Bai Yuexi gets the inheritance fragment of "fire control" in Lin Tianchu's hand? The Yutu family will at least rise to a rich family comparable to the Yellow family! Did he just send it out like this?

"Thank you, captain!" Hearing that this was the inheritance of "fire art", Bai Yuexi was not polite and immediately hugged the black token with a smile and said.

In this battle, the sacred flame order was harvested. In addition, the Dongyang knife obtained by Han Han, who killed Hattori Banzang last time, was full of harvest, and Lin Tianchu was still very satisfied.

"Dongyang Knife + 1 Chasing 4, from the game Miracle, the assassin's favorite weapon! Strength +4, Agility +6"

The attack in the game is directly converted into attributes here, and Lin Tianchu is probably another masterpiece of that god. However, this sharp blade is extremely sharp. No wonder Yang Xiao regards it as a leaning sword. Since he got this sharp blade, he immediately began to learn the art of single-knife stabbing, which made Lin Tianchu laugh and cry.

"Captain, what should I do now?" Seeing that the three leaders mentioned by Lin Tianchu had been removed, and there was no movement in the hall, Qingluan asked worriedly.

"It's all, Xia Ya, bring some food to satisfy everyone's hunger! When the moonlight outside purifies the dark magic of the hall, we can go out!" Lin Tianchu smiled and opened his mouth to comfort everyone. This is also the way for the ruins to tell him not long ago to break the "judgment"! - Didn't you throw us into the garbage? Let's purify the moonlight and then come back to you, hum!

"Ah, there is spiritual food to eat!" As soon as he heard that it was time to eat, Qingluan was the most excited. Her mouth was wide open, and a pair of big eyes stared at Xia Ya's ring motionless, which made everyone laugh.

The so-called spiritual food is just some supplies dropped by monsters from various planes in the unknown dark hall, such as cheese, eight-foot-long squid, Tyrande's banana, morning dew wine - tonic magic, blood tonic, everything. These things that can restore physical strength and magic are great spiritual food in Qingluan's eyes. No wonder Qingluan is so happy.

When the bright moonlight shined on everyone's faces through the roof of the hall, Qingluan had swallowed the last crispy roast chicken. The silver moonlight enveloped the people who had made a defensive formation. After a gorgeous white light, everyone was dizzy again.

In the chapel, the little maid sat on a stone chair with tears on her face. The girl's head was down, and her white ears seemed to lose their anger. Her chin was on her knees, her hands tightly covered her ears, and her little head shook like a rattle.

"I don't listen, I don't listen! White Rabbit and Bobo won't die! The master will definitely come back to save me!"

On the other side, a girl with two shoulders, dressed at home, wearing a white apron, was smiling and humming, wiping the walls of the church. She is so careful, just like taking care of her first treasure.

"Cry, cry, Vivian, you can get used to crying and crying! Didn't I cry for a hundred years and my eyes were red, and there was no one to save me? The girl gently sipped on the wall and wiped it carefully, "I said, you are so desperate that you don't want to be my friend?"

"Friend?" The little maid raised her head, held her mouth, and stared at the cleaning girl fiercely. "My friends are White Rabbit and Bobo, as well as the master and Miss Xia Ya!" It's not you! - You, do you think someone will keep their friends here for 300 years?

"Hum, Vivian, if it hadn't been for you being from my family, I would have judged you! - Once again, I'll tell you again, either learn my water and moon magic, or wait for me to die in 300 years!" The girl raised her head and looked at the little maid coldly. "Also, throw away the damn kindness in the future, and it will kill you!"

"What, Mira, do you regret it?" In the church, suddenly a man opened his mouth, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

The sudden male voice scared the two of them. The difference was that the girl's face was full of consterren, as if she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. The little maid opened her big eyes. After seeing the people at the door of the church, she shouted and rushed to the door.

"Wow, white rabbit, master..." The little maid with tears overflowed with a smile on her face, and the two girls hugged each other tightly.

On this side, the little maid and everyone reunited happily, while Mira looked carefully at Lin Tianchu, "It's you, you're not dead?"