Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 542

It was getting late, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Hua Miaofu sat in the shop, restless.

The spiritual sense of the monk made her restless.

But after thinking carefully, Hua Miaofu didn't think there was anything wrong.

She has always been cautious, and it should be impossible to have an accident.

Hua Miaofu was walking back and forth in the house when she suddenly heard a slight sound.

"Who?"

"I'll go, I'll go, I'll just say, be careful, why are you still being discovered? It's so easy to startle the snake, do you know why your vigilance has become so poor now? It's no wonder you can't protect the little one." Junior sister."

Gong Qiming chattered endlessly, but Yan Sinian only responded with two words.

"To shut up!"

Synchronized with the sound is a sword energy.

Condensed into a scalpel in mid-air, making a sharp sound of piercing the air.

Hua Miaofu dodged at the first moment, and the veil was severely cut by the scalpel, leaving a bloodstain on her face.

Hua Miaofu's lips were purple, as if poisoned.

She recognized Yan Sinian, and her expression became ferocious.

"How did you find me?"

Yan Sinian didn't intend to dispel the confusion at all, and thousands of sword qi followed the trend.

Hua Miaofu threw herself in front of the table, the crystal ball shone with a faint blue luster.

The space was distorted for a moment, and the sword energy seemed to be absorbed by something, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Can you do it? Why are you going back more and more?" Gong Qiming threw out a bunch of chaotic spells with a look of disgust on his face.

It ignited spontaneously in the air without wind, summoning phantoms of various ancient giant beasts, roaring and heading towards Hua Miaofu.

Yan Sinian's eyes showed contempt, as if laughing at Gong Qiming, who was so good at refining a weapon, that he became a talisman painter.

Gong Qiming poohed several times.

"The time is urgent, do you understand? Do you think that you can refine a weapon if you want to? I can be considered a natural talent if I can do this, okay?"

Yan Sinian: "Hehe."

Gong Qiming was so angry that he wanted to throw the remaining charms in his arms at Yan Sinian.

Hua Miaofu was terrified, she had already thought about the situation of being discovered by Yan Sinian, and made some preparations.

But he didn't expect that he brought a craftsman with him.

From the aura fluctuations of the spell, the opponent's attainment will only be deeper than his own.

But he was obviously just a teenager.

The crystal ball burst suddenly, and Hua Miaofu could barely hold on.

Yan Sinian's sword energy arrived as expected, and the attack became more and more fierce.

Hua Miaofu gritted her teeth and pulled out a sword from under the table.

This sword was stained and stained with rust, and the whole body was covered with traces of oxidation, but it emitted a vast sword intent in an instant.

Yan Sinian's sword energy was spontaneously contained by the rusty sword, and the rust on it gradually turned into the sharpness of metal.

Gong Qiming was surprised and said: "Fuck, this sword is fine, I don't know which great power left it before, but there is even a sword intent on it, tsk tsk, you have met the nemesis, this thing has been forged At that time, it is estimated that the aura of heaven and earth is quite sufficient, although the sword intent on it is not as good as yours before, it is still much stronger than yours now."

Yan Sinian frowned, realizing that Hua Miaofu had already prepared, and probably had already figured out how to deal with him.

If he hadn't brought Gong Qiming along, I'm afraid he might have suffered a big loss today.

The sword energy was broken, but Gong Qiming's spell took advantage of it.

He bit Hua Miaofu's shoulder with one bite.

Hua Miaofu endured the heart-piercing pain, took out another hydrangea from somewhere, and threw it at Gong Qiming.

The resentment contained in the hydrangea rushed to the face, and the girl's wailing and screams echoed in the house.

Gong Qiming's face was full of excitement, "This thing is an old object, full of resentment, it is perfect for evil cultivators to refine weapons, and there is also a curse on it, it is a must-have product for murder and robbery."

Yan Sinian couldn't bear it anymore, "Are you here to explain today?"

(End of this chapter)