Pu Hongyu was holding this Holy Sword of Light, and he really didn't know what to say.

Where is this? How can I go back? Damn Field ran so fast and didn't say anything.

Pu Hongyu ran all night and was not looking for the right path the next morning. Finally, he met a group of people and asked me and found out that the grave was a bit hiking from the imperial capital last night. The teleportation of the Undead Master was really far away. His direction was just a little off the night. Now he is only fifty miles away from the imperial capital.

When I returned to my residence, it was almost half a morning. After taking a shower, Pu Hongyu threw the Holy Sword of Light. It was not that the sword was bad, but it was too short and not very useful. It was not that it was good to give a petite girl, but it was a bit bad if you held it yourself. If you don’t see the warriors here holding giant swords, they would wish that a sword could make the door panel big, so that they would be satisfied.

The clothes were retrieved, but Field's last words made him feel uncomfortable. This Undead Master was like saying that he was going to do something dangerous, but others wouldn't tell you, forget about your own business and do it yourself.

My Great Chaos Heavenly Sutra, Daluo’s divine thoughts are so slow to practice, and where did the damn wine worms go? They haven’t come back yet?

Pu Hongyu vented in the yard, practiced his fists and feet, and smashed the stone table in the yard, which scared the two maids. He stopped. The two maids looked at the behavior of this abnormality in horror, and didn't know what he was going crazy.

Pu Hongyu was a little embarrassed to see them, and laughed and went back to the house.

He closed the door and hung a notice on it: "Don't disturb the idle people while practicing!"

As soon as he sat on the bed, the door was knocked open with a "bang". When Pu Hongyu saw which guy was so bold, the wine worm came back.

The wine worm swayed around the house proudly, then opened his mouth and spit out ten magic cores. The colorful color was so pure that it looked really beautiful.

This guy also looked like he was full of food and drink. He was all seventh-level magic cores, and the wine insects went to kill all directions again.

The wine worm looked obedient and gave the magic core to himself. Why did he please him? That was not the reason, he wanted to drink wine.

Pu Hongyu called the maid and gave them money to buy a whole truck of good wine. Anyway, there was not much wine at home, and I couldn't drink a truck of wine for a few days, according to the alcohol tolerance and speed of the two people.
Chapter completed!