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Chapter 40 Hook Hong Bow!(1/2)

Chapter 40 Gou Hong Gong!

Author: Yewei Ranran

Chapter 40 Gou Hong Gong!

Mu Anran was still in the ethereal line, but there was only a ball of light around him.

She opened her eyes suddenly, gasping for breath from the feeling of falling into the abyss.

She finally took a breath and gritted her teeth.

Mu Anran raised her eyes. The silk threads on her body were in a mess, but she couldn't touch them.

She curled her lips and looked away, looking at the only thread she could touch.

The silk thread is of bright colors, and at the other end is the delusional mirror still crying in the illusion inside the ball of light.

Mu Anran grabbed the light ball, and the light ball disappeared in her palm, and the thread also disappeared. However, she vaguely felt that as long as she thought about it, the thread would appear.

Only this line is different.

Mu Anran took a deep breath and shifted his attention.

What's the point of watching people cry? Let them cry well, she won't watch.

In the distance, the hunting wind blows.

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

"Selling candied haws on a stick!"

Following the sound, a hawker selling candied haws appeared, and then where the hawker walked, a dazzling street appeared, with mortals coming and going either with a bitter look or with ease.

Mu Anran raised his head, and there seemed to be a figure standing on the high cliff.

She exhaled, "It seems that the thing that pulls me is finally coming."

Mu Anran climbed up the cliff, and as expected saw Wuxu.

Wangxu still didn't see her, and a bow appeared in his hand, which was longer than his shoulders. The bow was red, and when the sun shone down, it seemed to be glowing with bright light.

This bow has no string. I glanced at the bustling crowd below and saw that the bow suddenly had a string.

There was an illusory string hooked on his finger, and he looked at it blankly. The string was clearly exactly the same as the intricate threads on her body.

Mu Anran heard Wangxu mutter, "Where is Lianxu's destiny going?"

The strings are full of falsehoods.

Mu Anran thought, how can you shoot a bow and arrow if you don’t have any arrows?

But when the string of delusion is stretched, arrows will naturally appear.

"Boom!"

Dark clouds came, and people under the cliff exclaimed, "It's raining!"

Then they all ran away.

On the cliff, Mu Anran saw an arrow suddenly appear on Wanxu's finger.

It was an arrow made of thunder, and I was frightened when I saw it.

Wanxu let go, and the string and arrow left the bow together.

The two headed towards the sky, dark clouds broke out and thunder rolled.

The illusory strings and the astonishingly powerful thunder gradually merged together.

Then--

The dark clouds disperse and the sunshine comes.

Under the sun, all the thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to be gathered in front of Wangxu.

Thunder and lightning rumbled, but they seemed to gather together. There was a muffled thunder, and the thunder and lightning formed three thick and deep characters.

Wangxu thought out, "Holy Demon Island...how could it be here?"

He exhaled, suddenly felt something, and reached out to the side.

"The way of destiny can only be understood by going deep into the world and being in it."

Under the cliff, because the sunshine was very good, the panicked people began to resume their original rhythm.

Mu Anran tilted his head and looked at the young man in front of him.

The young man paused, and everyone under the cliff also stopped moving.

"Selling candied haws—"

The world suddenly became silent.

"The way of destiny?"

Mu Anran pressed his tongue against his cheek, "Is this my way?"

She thought for a moment and wrinkled her nose, "It doesn't seem like she's that resistant."

Mu Anran looked at the red bow that Wangxu handed to him.

The bright red color has a fine glow and is a brilliant color that is eye-catching under the sun.

It seems to be tempting Mu Anran.

As soon as she thought this, Mu Anran saw a bright thread connecting her to it.

She looked at Huanxu.

It seems that this is something that is destined to her.

She looked in front of Wangxu again.

The three characters "Holy Demon Island" written by thunder and lightning are still there.

She felt a sense of completeness in her heart, as if a missing piece had finally been filled.

Wangxu explores his destiny, and the road to promotion to practice lies on the Holy Demon Island, so he goes to the Holy Demon Island...

Mu Anran felt that she had a deeper connection with the false mirror in her heart. She had no idea that her Dantian was churning crazily. The sea of ​​​​spirits kept hitting the barrier, and finally hit one layer after another...

Uncontrollably, her mind kept flashing back to the words she typed in front of the computer in her previous life. The words in her eyes became reality one after another, and finally landed on the three words "Holy Demon Island".

At the same time, her eyes were also falling on the "Holy Demon Island" in front of her.

Mu Anran was entranced for a long time. After a while, she took a deep look at Huanxu and stretched out her hand towards Chi Gong.

She thought she knew exactly what to do next.

Holding the red bow with both hands, an ancient sound of broken strings vibrated, everything around him faded away, and the vain figure also disappeared.

The sound of strings makes the wood feel extremely clear and bright, and the mood becomes cheerful.

A faint young man's voice sounded, "This is the magic weapon I used before practicing. This treasure is called Gou Hong Gong."

"Only those who do not need strings and arrows can obtain this thing."

The voice left vaguely, and Mu Anran was in a trance.

The bow in my hand is so stunning, with its shining light, smooth bow body, and every detail is just right.

The vain figure completely disappeared.

Mu Anran completely mastered her bow, and it felt warm to the touch, as if a dark fire was rising, stimulating her spiritual power and making her even more happy...

"Huh?"

The Gou Hong Bow was so fierce that it seemed to weigh ten thousand kilograms. Mu Anran, who had mastered the Gou Hong Bow completely, was brought forward and fell forward.

"Boom!"

Mu Anran fell into the long abyss, opened his eyes suddenly, and the earth shook.

"ah!"

Daoxu opened his eyes and saw the person next to him being hit on the foot by a red bow, his face twisted.

Wang Jing took the feather sword and sat aside in despair, "He actually gave this to you..."

The boy with a dark face knocked on his shoulder, "The cave is about to collapse, take me away quickly."

Wang Jing stood up suddenly, "No! If it collapses, it will collapse in my hands!"

He flew up violently, destroying everything in the cave like crazy.

Boy, "..."

The boy sitting on Jingjing's shoulders had his arms folded and his face looked disgusting.

"I said...who will help me?"

The wooden feet are still under the hook!!!

This weighs at least a hundred kilograms!
To be continued...
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