"I am a ghost."

In the past month, Xiao Cheng felt the most deeply. He was indeed like a ghost and had no sense of existence.

In Du'er Ancient Tower, Yunluo was busy refining weapons and successfully refined several intermediate-level second-grade magic weapons using satin pattern techniques. Then, he turned to the array pattern techniques to refine three or four intermediate-level third-grade magic weapons.

This is what Yunluo calls warm-up.

During this process, Yun Luo was fully focused. Xiao Cheng stood in an inconspicuous corner, watching the beauty refining weapons without any verbal communication.

Yun Luo's instructions were very clear, and he was not allowed to speak out, ask questions, disturb her work, and do not have any strange behavior. What is this strange behavior? Xiao Cheng was a little confused, but it can be understood that he could not stare at Yun Luo's beautiful face and figure and think about some dirty things. This is even mentally interfering.

"I'm tolerant." Xiao Cheng could only encourage himself like this.

In fact, the skills of pretending to be ghosts are not high. Simply put, as long as you don’t appear in front of Yunluo and make no sounds, you will be able to solve the problem by yourself. There are rooms in the ancient towers, so don’t eat before Yunluo.

Except for refining weapons, Xiao Cheng had to avoid the rest of the time. After all, Yunluo needed to eat, rest, take a shower, and change clothes. It was really inconvenient for him, a big man, to follow him.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will not feel that she is happy if she treats her coldly.

At first, he could enjoy breathing the faint fragrance of a beautiful woman, and thought about some thoughts that could not be stated explicitly. Yes, Yunluo stipulated that he should not have any strange behavior. But his head was on himself and he stared at a peerless beauty every day. How could he not think of something weird?

Is Xiao Cheng a normal man? One of the consequences of a surge in physical fitness is that the impulse will be stronger. Whether it is physical or psychological, Xiao Cheng said that he was tortured very much. But seeing from a distance is what the famous scholars say. If they try it in this situation, they probably can't make such poems, and it's purely to speak without hurting the waist while standing.

There are pain, and there are naturally many benefits. As the saying goes, seeing is better than seeing at first sight. This is the most suitable thing when it comes to refining weapons.

Yun Luo skillfully used two techniques to refine weapons. Although he did not explain the things that needed to be paid attention to in each step in detail, Xiao Cheng still learned many unique skills in the process.

For example, how to use and how many blue magic grass that plays a stable role, and how to melt the worm bone steel into liquid using the fastest and most practical methods... In short, many things that can only be taught by words are revealed in this month.

How much Xiaocheng can understand is not something Yun Luo needs to consider. If you give him the opportunity, how can others worry about his own fortune?

Yunluo is not Xiaocheng's master, and she has no obligation to take care of so much. Her spirit is too concentrated and her heart is tight. After half a month, she really can't see Xiaocheng's existence and has long forgotten about this. Xiaocheng could only smile bitterly in secret.

Anyone who has achieved success in skills has a paranoid temperament. Yunluo is one of the best. Once you refine your weapons, you will devote yourself to it. You must know that there are experts in secret protection. Being in the Duergu Tower is the safest environment in the four continents. No one can cause harm to her. If she knows it in her heart, she will naturally relax and then devote herself to it.

A month and a half passed like this, which seemed boring, but Xiao Cheng secretly sighed that he had benefited a lot. Some things are just a layer of window paper. Before they were pierced, they could not figure it out. Once they pierced, they would suddenly realize that it was so simple.

But such a simple thing is like a barrier of knowledge and insight, which seems to be close, but as far as the world is. This is the difference between someone taking him to cross the river with him and touching his own stones. Standing on a high building, naturally standing far and wide, but if you go up one layer by one, how much time will it take?

On this day, Yunluo, who was fiddling with flames to refine metals, had black marks on her face, tiredness in her blue eyes, and disorganized hair. The most important thing is that when she appeared in the ancient tower weapon refining room, she did not wear shoes.

A pair of white and dazzling little feet stepped on the ground like that, but she had no idea. She forgot that there was a man standing in the corner of the room, watching her every move. In her consciousness, there were only the materials in front of her and the work she wanted to finish.

Xiao Cheng was going crazy. His white and tender little feet were full of fatal temptation, and he couldn't help but want to take a closer look.

"No, Yunluo's mind is not here. At this time, he is suspected of spying on beauty, and he is bullying the hearts of the dark room. It is true that he loves beauty even more, but he cannot insult his personality. If you want to see it, Yunluo must be awake."

Xiao Cheng used all his perseverance to move his eyes from the position he shouldn't have seen. This world is different from the earth. Here, the girl's feet and the breasts of women on earth are similar. They are not Taoist couples, and they cannot be seen at will, let alone touch them.

Xiaocheng followed the customs and understood this matter. At this moment, the war between heaven and man and heaven finally defeated the devil in his heart. It was not easy.

But the good times didn't last long. Controlling the flames made Yunluo very anxious. She pulled her upper body away with a little hotness.

A touch of whiteness and tenderness bulged forward, and the edge of the bellyband embroidered with flowers appeared. The peerless beauty's spring scenery appeared, and Xiao Cheng's head buzzed. The position seemed to have magic power, and it was difficult not to see it.

He breathed desperately, bit his lips, and the blood came out. At the moment of the Qingming Festival, he immediately turned around and said in his heart that "Empty is color, color is emptiness. I, Amitabha Buddha, the Great Saint of the Monkey King, Laozi Liuxiahui, are possessed by the Super Saiyan people."

This is his own meditation mantra. Not to mention, at this critical moment when he was about to lose his composure, it really had a miraculous effect. The uncontrollable feeling was driven out, his eyes returned to clear, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, sweating on his forehead.

Such a stunning attraction was so terrifying. He was still scared.

Then, his eyes widened.

I saw a ripples of energy inexplicably in the air in front of me. Then, a pair of embroidered shoes and snow-white cotton socks slowly flew up. Then, he felt that there was an invisible power to put on the shoes and socks for him without disturbing Yunluo. In addition, the collar on his chest was buttoned up to cover up the leaked spring light.

"There is a master here? A very powerful, a very powerful master. Uncle, this invisible person is by my side for a month and a half. Damn, what would happen if Yun Luo had an uncontrolled look just now...? Could it be that this is the ultimate interpretation of a god with three feet above my head?"

Xiao Cheng's forehead was covered in cold sweat again.

"Young man, it's not bad, you have a good heart and a strong will. You can continue watching." The woman's voice is sent straight to her heart, and there are praises inside.

Xiao Cheng quickly stood up without saying a word, bowed to the void in front of him, turned around obediently, and continued to watch Yun Luo's busy work who did not care about foreign affairs. In fact, he had already shouted "I'm a god" eighteen times in his heart. He knew that he had walked around the edge of life and death, and there was a knife on the head of the word "seman". The ancients really did not deceive me.
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