2005: C2005 He Refined the Snow Silkworm Coat

C2005 He Refined the Snow Silkworm Coat

The sound of swords cutting flesh suddenly rang.

Su Fangfei looked at the figure blocking in front of her and could not help but be stunned, "Ran, you?"

"I was careless. Although this Spiritual Intelligence has been wiped out, it has still gathered countless top tier Sword Cultivator's killing sword intent. Its ferocity is still too great."

Meng Ran pointed out a finger and completely suppressed the small golden sword. He said with some regret, then turned around to check Su Fangfei's condition.

Seeing that Cousin Fangfei was fine, Meng Ran was finally relieved.

On the other hand, Su Fangfei looked at the bleeding wound on Meng Ran's arm and immediately covered her mouth. She said in a trembling voice, "Ran, you are bleeding?"

Su Fangfei had seen the strength of Meng Ran's body more than once. Even Meng Ran himself had mentioned it before.

Not to mention swords and swords, even a sniper rifle with armor-piercing bullets would not be able to hurt him.

"I'm fine. This thing's killing intent is too strong. In the end, it's not suitable for you to cultivate." Meng Ran circulated the Ethereal Void Refining Formula's healing technique and quickly stopped his injuries.

However, Su Fangfei understood from Meng Ran's words that the reason Meng Ran took such a risk was because he wanted to help her cultivate.

The gentle and lovely Great Beauty Su felt her entire heart melt. She tightly hugged Meng Ran and refused to let go no matter what.

Just as the two of them were flirting. At this moment, Beautiful Apprentice, who sent Meng Changan to rest, came back casually.

Fang Rubing had just entered and saw the scene of the two hugging each other. Her heart could not help but beat faster and she quickly covered her eyes and shouted.

"Teacher! I didn't see anything!"

Meng Ran scolded Fang Rubing with a smile. He wanted her to try to be accepted by the Heart Searching Sword Scripture, but the result was the same as Su Fangfei.

The night deepened. Meng Ran originally wanted Su Fangfei to go and rest. After all, early in the morning tomorrow, he still had to go to Spirit Cloud Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings. He could not sleep too late.

However, when Su Fangfei heard that Meng Ran wanted to keep Bing Fan to treat her alone, jealousy immediately arose. However, the sleepiness that she felt instantly disappeared without a trace. She even said that she had to be the 'guard' for the two of them.

Facing Cousin Fangfei 's self-deceiving method, Meng Ran only felt that it was funny and did not reject it.

Although Fang Rubing's injuries were quite serious, under the effects of the Thousand Day Sweetness, she had almost recovered.

Meng Ran specially taught her a healing technique to help her heal quickly.

In just half an hour, Fang Rubing's injuries had completely healed, and she was full of energy.

After whispering a few words to Fang Rubing, Meng Ran also separated from the two girls and returned to his room to rest.

However, Meng Ran did not really rest. Instead, he took out two pieces of Snow Silkworm Internal Armor that he had plundered from the Jiangnan Gu family from his Everlasting Ring.

The two snow silkworm inner armor were almost transparent. They were smooth and soft to the touch, without any weight at all.

These two pieces of Snow Silkworm inner armor were only half-finished products. They could not display the power that they should have.

Meng Ran rubbed his chin a few times, then sat down cross-legged and put them on. He circulated the magic strength, stripping the snow silk out one by one.

Even though Meng Ran had cultivated the Divine Sense, the strength of the snow silk was too weak for him. Once the magic strength became slightly bigger, it would break the snow silk in an instant.

As the saying goes, slow work brings out fine work. It was to refine a protective armor. This kind of thing happened in the Immortal Cultivation World. There was a forging workshop that specialized in forging weapons.

Fortunately, Meng Ran had cultivated the Divine Sense. Otherwise, even with his control over the magic strength, he would never be able to do it without destroying a single strand of snow silk.

The night passed quietly. The warm morning sun in the middle of winter gradually rose.

Meng Ran looked at the two transparent undergarments that were quietly floating in front of him and nodded his head in satisfaction.2

"The size and design were made according to mother and Cousin Fangfei 's figure. It should be just right. It was not a waste of my efforts in the middle of the night."

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