Martial God

From the feeling of holding it in your hand, you can know that this is not an ordinary sheepskin roll.

It seems that after some special treatment, the sheepskin roll has the characteristics of being not easily damaged.

Gently spread the roll and have a clearly visible pattern on it. These patterns are not painted, but are stitched with some kind of tough stitching. What is even more peculiar is that the thin lines used above are not the same color.

The whole pattern is like a huge apple, but it is also very realistic, even for people who have a illusion of wanting to swallow.

In Huoran, He Yiming felt touched. He lifted the sheepskin roll over his head and observed it carefully.

In the middle of the apple's emerald skin, there is a round white flesh. There is a heart of red in the center of the center of the flesh. Under the illumination of the sun, the red heart shows a strange transparent feeling.

The palm of his hand was gently rubbed in the sheep's ten skins and six rolls. He seemed to feel a sense of vicissitudes that had gone through thousands of years.

His heart vaguely knows that this thing is not made by Lu Xin, but he is from somewhere.

The history of this sheepskin roll is certainly not short, but for a long time, even the wear on the sheepskin is not, the colors on those lines are also very bright, depending on how long it has just been embroidered.

If it wasn't his unique singular feeling that told him that the history of this thing must be very long, he could not be so sure.

His heart suddenly came up with a weird thought, hesitated a moment, his hands gently held the corner of the map, a little more power, and gently pulled.

However, the result of this pull has greatly exceeded his expectations.

He did not move.

A little more power, but the final result is no different.

Finally, He Yiming did not dare to continue to work harder, but the experience has just let him know that the toughness of this thing is far beyond his imagination. If it falls into the hands of ordinary people, it is impossible to Destroy it.

At this point, one thing is certain, that is, the origin of this map is extraordinary.

He then thought of Lu Xin's dying words, and there were many organs in the cave that he could not crack, which made him more curious.

Lu Xinxing is an innate power. Is there any organ that can trap or block this level of master? This is really weird.

At this moment, there is a strong feeling in his heart. It seems that he wants to find the cave house immediately, and take a good look at what is inside the institution that makes the innate strong will be jealous.

His eyes were revisited on the map, his brows wrinkled tightly.

He did not know the terrain embroidered on this map.

He is not surprised at this point. Above the big six, the land is big, not to mention him. I am afraid that no one will dare to say that it can make all the terrain.

In a few key places on the map, a small line of words is embroidered. Anyone can infer that this is the name of these places.

But the problem is that these words may be any He Yiming, but he does not recognize these words at all.

This strange font is something he has never touched before.

After considering it for a while, He Yiming carefully took the map away. This thing is not suitable for people to see. As for the orientation inside, then slowly look for it.

Although these words are difficult to understand, the world is sure to be recognized by some people. Otherwise, Lu Xin will not be so surely given to Fan Haori, thinking that he believes that Fan Haori can easily find it.

In this case, even if these words are not popular, the people who know them will certainly not be too few.

After cleaning up, He Yiming turned and left.

When I came, I was tracking the Lu Xin pattern. Naturally, I had to be careful, but when I went, there was no such jealousy. Once I let go of my body, his body suddenly thought to be a cloud of clouds. The strength of the wind, the fluttering of the distant people to the Yuanjia Manor,

It’s already seven days later.

During these seven days, He Yiming enjoyed almost the same treatment as the emperor in Yuan’s manor.

Without his command, no one dared to walk in the courtyard where the three families lived. Even if Yuan Chengyu, the original owner of this place, wanted to enter, he had to let the Yuan family convey the servant who was responsible for the service here, and then he was willing to step in it until he was allowed.

In the previous days, Yuan Jia treated them politely, but he was far from reaching this level of sincerity and fear.

However, after learning the true strength of He Yiming, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the attitude of Yuan Jia to treat them up and down once again came to a huge change.

The long sound of breathing passed from He Yiming's room. Whether he exhales or inhales, it seems to be very long. It seems that he will never stop the next two.

It can be seen that He Yiming's lung capacity is far greater than that of ordinary people. Even He Xinxin, who has ten layers of internal strength, is afraid that he is not half of him.

Suddenly, the breathing stopped, and He Yiming opened his eyes. He didn’t have a good voice: "Big Brother, you have something to say is that"

The door was immediately pushed open, and he came in with a full face.

"Six younger brothers, you know that I am coming to you."

He Yiming's eyes turned straight and said: "You turned around in my room, my head was dizzy, if I didn't know, it wasn't too much."

Hearing the day, Yiming’s attitude towards him is the same as before, and there is no slight change.