How vindictive can a woman be?

Lu Yuan said he didn't know.

But Dongfang Huaizhu's level of hatred can barely be considered among the best among the many creatures he has seen in his three lifetimes.

Not even the three-eyed golden beast he had clung to didn't hold such a grudge.

Since what happened that day, up to this time period, it has been about a month, and even if we are in the Shenhuo Manor, we have always maintained a cold war posture.

Lu Yuan didn't understand.

Isn't it just a polite rejection?

On the basis of knowing that he could not give Dongfang Huaizhu a reasonable status, did he bite the bullet or agree without conscience, even if he followed Dongfang Huaizhu's wishes?

Wouldn’t that be a trap for Dongfang Huaizhu?

While thinking about it, he swept away the remaining food in the bowl with an expressionless expression, put down the bowl and chopsticks neatly, and Lu Yuan picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped his mouth.

To be honest, fasting is not without its benefits.

Although I can’t taste all kinds of delicacies and satisfy my appetite, it does save me a lot of worries and avoids wasting the limited time on unnecessary things.

Unfortunately, due to the current cultivation method, he had to extract nutrients from the inside of his body and then practice the magic chapter first.

after all...

He is still missing something important!

"What day is it today?"

"forty nine."

The eyes of the little maid beside her were restrained, but there was still a trace of divine light that could not be restrained from leaking out. After hearing Lu Yuan's question, she did not hesitate or think, and answered simply and neatly.

As a qualified maid, she does not need to remember this inconsequential matter, let alone know such important information.

But as the Tianshu Star and the nominal center of all stars, Yuan Mao must remember this important information, just like she needs to remember her own identity.

And after every meal...

Considering the Lord's unshakable rules, Yuan Mao asked respectfully with unbearable and distressed feelings:

"My lord, do you want to take a look?"

"certainly."

As he spoke, Lu Yuan had already stood up and took Yuan Mao to Xiaozhu's utility room. When he opened the door, a wave of heat suddenly hit his face.

Originally a small utility room...

The originally clean utility room...

It no longer exists.

At this moment, it was no longer possible to see what the original clean and tidy utility room looked like from this weapons room, which was filled with water and fire, and with rising mist, but still quiet enough.

As the divine light flickered, Yuan Mao looked around the messy weapons room, then walked aside, lifted a huge hammer from the shelf, dragged it on the ground, and walked to the expressionless Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan calmly untied his clothes, and a thick layer of red and white gauze with blood cocoons was immediately revealed.

Take a deep breath and slowly untie the gauze.

Immediately, two broken bones shot out from Lu Yuan's back, causing a bloody splatter from his already bloody back.

cruel.

But from Lu Yuan's point of view, on the basis that he still cannot sense the fluctuations in space, reshaping the Taixu Bone Gun as a transit object to connect the power of heaven and earth is the only and most appropriate way.

But this method is indeed too cruel for him...

But I can retrieve the Taixu Bone Gun...

This is a blessing among misfortunes!

You shouldn’t expect too much!

He took the hammer from Yuan Mao with an expressionless face, and after stuffing a glowing purple stone into the stove, he raised the hammer without hesitation and struck down the broken Taixu Bone Gun in front of him.

!

No preheating required.

Because dragon blood is inherently boiling.

No impurities need to be removed.

Because dragon blood will actively eliminate impurities!

but...

To be honest, Lu Yuan felt that it would be more appropriate if the Taixu Bone Gun could be stored in space instead of being stored in the source like it is now.

After all, with such repeated injuries, even if he could endure the pain, he had to admit that it was a long-term torture.

"How long will it take?"

"About ten minutes."

He took out the reddish stone from the stove with his bare hands. After squeezing it, Yuan Mao answered simply and neatly, and then put the reddish stone back into the stove.

She really can't be invulnerable to fire and water.

But as someone who follows Lu Yuan, she naturally has some abilities that ordinary people cannot achieve, and she also has some methods that go against common sense.

certainly.

To this day, she can only take action.

Forty-eight days ago, the little hand that was burned by the blood of her master has recovered as before. Although she is not afraid of the normal flames, Yuan Mao is very clear: she still cannot pick up the two silver sticks stained with the blood of her master.

bone!

Although I didn't feel ashamed, I did feel ashamed.

"Okay, remind me when the time comes."

As he spoke, Lu Yuan raised the Taixu Bone Gun, which was almost back to its original state but much heavier. After looking at it twice, he took it back into his body again, and then the blood flowers bloomed again, stained with dragon blood.

The bloody Taixu Bone Gun fell to the ground again, corroding the already bumpy ground even more seriously.

While cursing secretly, Lu Yuan grabbed the Taixu Bone Gun with an ugly expression, picked up the hammer and smashed it down again.

It is worth mentioning that...

This is the sixteenth hammer.

It is worth mentioning that...

This is the 415th time that the Taixu Bone Spear is summoned from its origin.

The origin is the origin, and the body is the body.

His body will not be burned or corroded by dragon blood.

However, since the physical quality cannot bear the power of the source, the stable production of dragon blood can only be achieved by allowing the Taixu Bone Gun to continuously flow in and out of the source.

certainly.

If he could integrate his origin, Lu Yuan wouldn't have to suffer this fate.

When needed, just cut a slit in your arm and take it yourself.

to be honest.

In the early days, Lu Yuan wanted to prepare an iron basin to catch the wasted dragon blood, but after the iron basin was also corroded, Lu Yuan gave up on trying to find tricks and instead tortured himself again and again.

But this torture has its limit after all!

In other words, any kind of torture has its limit!

Licking his dry lips, Lu Yuan took the piece of ore that exuded a faint heat from the small hand on the side. He placed it on the iron felt and smashed it with a hammer, smashing it into an irregular round cake.

But that's not enough!

What he wants is not the appearance, but the ore fragments that have been completely smashed!

I don’t know how long the sound of “ding-ding-ding-ding” has been echoing in this weapons room, and I don’t know how many times there were metal collisions...

As half of the hammer head flew out, an excited laughter sounded at the same time, instantly waking up Yuan Mao who was waiting eagerly.

Lu Yuan happily held up the newly repaired Taixu Bone Gun in his hand. Although it was not suitable for his current height,...

So what if it’s a little longer!

I flicked an elegant gunshot at random, and a sense of pride and accomplishment arose spontaneously.

to be honest.

The current Taixu Bone Gun does lack a lot of flexibility, and its weight has also increased significantly. If you include the material lost in the process...

It's really a bit of a loss.

But the top priority is to repair the Taixu Bone Gun, or to calculate the ratio between effort and gain?
To be continued...