This witch, please stay

Chapter 120 How Much? !
Unpredictable, unprepared!
As for why it is neither early nor late, there is something particular about it.

It's early, maybe that person hasn't "slept" soundly yet.

It was late, and Zhang Qiu couldn't stand it anymore.

So Haishi is very suitable.

Just do it!

Anyway, Zhang Qiu is just a guy who eats and waits to die on weekdays. Apart from drinking and chatting, he just hangs around in the street. Get him from prison.

Idle is idle!

Zhang Qiu, who had made up his mind in such a daze, immediately went back home and started to prepare.

And Zhang Sandan, who couldn't get in his mouth at all, was a dumb man who ate Coptis chinensis, and had troubles.

What's the matter? !
First, Zhang Sandan felt very uncomfortable at the thought of facing that fucking "Sword Immortal" Bi Mawen later.

By the way, why is the double image in front of my eyes still not healed...

Just because he was confused, he saw a "ghost face" from a spar decoration in the carriage, which scared him a lot.

"The young master has a ghost!"

Then Zhang Qiu who surprised him gave him a slap in the back, "It's okay, don't make noise!"

"Look at Lingqing with wide-eyed eyes!"

Hearing that Zhang Sandan really stared at those cross-eyed "ghosts" carefully.

The chin, the eyebrows, the nose...

Damn, it looks familiar at first glance, why does it look like that who...

What the hell!

……

This "evening", instead of meditating and practicing, Xun Ming, who had drawn talisman seals for half the night, reached out and rubbed his forehead, feeling a little overdrawn in energy, so he pushed open the door and went to the small courtyard to get some air .

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught two sneaky heads protruding slightly from the corner of the wall on the side of the yard.

It seemed that they saw Xun Ming walk out of the door, and the two people who were about to climb over the wall were excited, and they hurriedly retracted under the courtyard wall.

kindness?The ghost is gone, right?
Xun Ming raised his eyebrows, a little angry.

Repeatedly, again and again, then this is not a crime, but a beating.

So Xun Ming stretched out on purpose, put his hand lazily in front of his mouth, yawned, and then wandered slowly in the yard.

The dangling was intentional, but Xun Ming really wasn't pretending to be sleepy.

The monk's talisman consumes not only spiritual power, but also energy and soul.

From feeding the horses to this time, after drawing a lot of talisman seals in one breath, Xun Ming, who has not specialized in cultivating the soul like the formation master and talisman seal monk, is indeed a little tired.

After cleaning up these two lingering "little ghosts", let's go to meditate and rest for a while.

The master and servant lying in the corner had different thoughts at this time.

Zhang Qiu was a little excited because that "Bi Mawen of the dog day" was so alive that he walked out of the room on his own initiative and made himself a living target.

On the other hand, Zhang Sandan had a pained expression on his face, and he was racking his brains thinking about how to avoid being beaten by that "Sword Immortal" when something happened.

Young Master, I have blocked you before...

Just raising his head like this, his eyes followed the direction of his nostrils to "quietly" observe Xun Ming for a while, and seized the opportunity that Xun Ming had his back turned to him, Zhang Qiu shook both hands, holding a stick of green oil out of thin air. short thin bamboo tubes.

In one hand, he took out a thin diamond-shaped iron dart, put it into one end of the bamboo tube, glanced at Xun Ming's back, gathered his spiritual power, and Zhang Qiu puffed his cheeks and blew hard.

A black shadow flashed out and stabbed towards Xun Ming's back!

Xun Ming's brows and eyes suddenly frowned, what a fast dart!

But even though he was surprised, Xun Ming twisted his waist and turned around on his toes, avoiding the black shadow without accident.

"law--"

An unexpected hissing sound broke the silence in the yard.

Xun Ming's face froze suddenly.

Forget about it!
On one side of the yard is the stable where the spirit horses are.

After being dodged by Xun Ming, the iron dart went straight through the curtain in front of the stable and shot into the stable, right into the big eye of a sleeping black horse.

Zhang Qiu, who missed a blow, was so angry that he slapped Zhang Sandan's thigh beside him, causing Zhang Sandan to grin his teeth in pain.

But after hearing the extremely shrill cry of the horse, Zhang Qiu froze.

wipe!problem occurs!
Then he and Zhang Sandan next to him were grabbed by the back of the neck by a gloomy figure in white, dragged and smashed into the yard.

The two white lights flashed, and the eyes of the two people who were dazed were dazed. Two small white swords were inserted between their legs, and their skirts were nailed to the floor tiles in the courtyard.

Sword...Xiu? !
After seeing Zhang Qiu clearly with the two flying swords, his eyelids immediately started to twitch wildly.

Sword cultivators are fucking lunatics, which is almost common sense on the mountain.

Besides, you are a good sword repairer and a hammer Bi Mawen? !

By the way, he is just a cave.

its not right!
Who is not in the cave? !
Why is he catching me like a chicken?Is Jianxiu so perverted?
He was pampered since he was a child, and he has a powerful elder brother who loves him even more. Zhang Qiu has never fought against anyone since he was a child, let alone Jianxiu.

If the cultivation level is lower than him, don't fight him, for fear that if he wins, he will be beaten back by his narrow-minded elder brother.

Those with a higher cultivation base than him should not fight him, because no matter whether they win or lose, they will give Zhang He that fucking miss.

So at most Zhang Qiu drank flower wine with Jianxiu, and knew that Jianxiu all had eyeballs on the top of their heads, and they didn't need to look at the road when they moved their legs.

As a result, the first time I met Jianxiu, I was "carrying a chicken"...

Outrageous!

Where did Zhang Qiu suffer this kind of grievance?

Then the more he thought about it, the more he got angry, and the more he thought about it, the more he just put his hands on the ground, and wanted to take out his magic weapon to make gestures with that Bi Mawen.

I can't fight, but I have money!
I can bear this anger? !

But before he stood up, he was hugged by Zhang Sandan who was sitting next to him.

"Master! Calm down, calm down!"

Zhang Qiu, who almost twisted his mouth in anger, opened his mouth to curse, but he saw a small silver-white sword, which stopped in front of his eyebrows at some point, and the surface seemed to be covered with a layer of white snow. The fluorescent light moved along with his movements, and the tip of the sword was always aimed at the center of his eyebrows.

It seems that as long as someone moves, the silver flying sword will pass through the skull.

Zhang Qiu, whose expression became peaceful in an instant, smiled politely, and then put down his two buttocks that had just been lifted off the ground, looking very cute.

But Zhang Sandan, who hugged Zhang Qiu and forgot to let go, had a complex expression uglier than crying.

A black flying sword also pointed quietly between his brows.

Two white handles, one silver handle and one black handle.

How many handles are there? !

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Shit, I was too anxious and the title was wrong
This thing can't be changed, it's numb.
(End of this chapter)