Killer Wife

Chapter 38 Provocation
Although he didn't see the whole process, he woke up when Ye Juanhuan released his murderous aura, but he couldn't act rashly, because his spiritual power was exhausted and he was injured. It was impossible to fight an anaconda that could defeat Nascent Soul It's just that he didn't expect that this 'master' would be so unmannered, and he would grab him while he was 'unconscious'!robbery!he!
When Ye Juanhuan arrived at the small shop, Zimu was still beating. After she said hello to Zimu, she entered the shop.

The old man was playing with the formed Rouge Snow, and he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. The exquisite dagger was like a work of art, but it didn't look like a murderous weapon.

"Boy, come and have a look." Seeing Ye Juanhuan, the old man immediately waved excitedly. Although this Rouge Snow was not the highest-grade magic weapon he forged in his life, it was the one he was most satisfied with.

Ye Juanhuan took Rouge Xuelai, and a rhombus-shaped red gemstone was inlaid on the handle of the dagger, and the rose-patterned blood groove was engraved on the thin blade, full of viciousness and exquisiteness.

"Boy, although this dagger is just a treasure, it can be upgraded. Whether you get good materials or a magic weapon that is not suitable for you, you can let it swallow it. It is possible to grow into a fairy weapon!" The old man was triumphant. the way.

Ye Juehuan did not hide the astonishment in her eyes. She stroked the gleaming blade of the dagger, and her love was vivid on her face, but she still said in her mouth: "It's useless to talk less, you still have to do it, otherwise How did you get the treasure?"

The old man who was questioned jumped three feet high, showing his teeth and claws trying to fight Ye Juanhuan desperately: "Have you ever seen a treasure that can grow? You even questioned the old man's forging technology!"

Ye Juehuan ignored the old man's jumping feet and stretched out his hand: "The dagger is ready, where is Dan Ding?"

"You, you, you...you little bastard! I'm so mad! Take it, take it!" Throwing a small cauldron the size of a palm, the old man turned his back to Ye Juehuan angrily, and his whole body exuded The smell of a child having a tantrum.

The small tripod is surrounded by a coiled dragon, and the three dragon heads correspond to the three legs. The position of the dragon's mouth is just where the medicinal materials are placed. But it can also be seen how much the old man has worked hard.

"Boy, the reason why you hit your dagger in such a hurry is to explore the fairy forest this time?" After a long while, the old man couldn't hold back the sound of Ye Juanhuan's comforting voice.

Ye Juehuan was snickering, and was a little puzzled after hearing that: "Xianzhang Forest?"

"You don't know? According to the news sent by several sects, the young generation will be gathered to practice in the Fairy Trail Forest. To put it bluntly, it's better to compare with each other. No.1 can get three vermilion fruits and a kind of beast fire." He coughed twice, raised his airs and said, "Several families in the city have gotten the news, and there are quotas for casual cultivators, isn't that what you're doing?"

Ye Juanhuan shook her head resolutely: "No, but... I'm interested now."

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said: "Have you seen my little wood? He has a quota. If you participate, you can take care of him."

Ye Juanhuan agreed, patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, they are all my buddies, of course we have to take care of them, but...how do we get the quota?"

"Several families in the city have quotas, and the quota for casual cultivators depends on their strength. After three days, there will be a competition outside the city, and the top ten can get a quota." The old man said.

Ye Juehuan rubbed her chin, Yezheng would definitely not give her a spot, it seems that she can only give up the idea of ​​a spot for cultivators, she doesn't care about Zhu Guo, but she needs Beast Fire, because Jiuyoulinghuo It needs to constantly devour spiritual fire to evolve.

It was getting late, and Ye Juanhuan was about to say goodbye, when he heard a voice from outside: "I heard that there is a master craftsman living here? I don't think so, he is clearly a blacksmith, next to prostitutes, probably old Thief."

The old man was furious in an instant, and while he was still in the room, his voice came out: "Who are you calling a thief! Who are you calling a blacksmith! If you don't give me an explanation, I will let you know why the flowers are so popular today!"

Ye Juehuan followed the old man out, and looked at the people calmly. The leader was a man in Tsing Yi, with an obscene moustache, mung bean eyes not as big as the old man's, with his hands behind his back, and he looked ashamed .

Behind him were a few men who looked like thugs, all of them were in the Qi refining stage, and they looked quite ferocious.

Kick the pavilion?Breaking things?Ye Juehuan rubbed her chin, a little curious?Who will come to kick this old man's house?

Generally speaking, those who kick the hall are colleagues. Could it be...that Master Zhang?Ye Juanhuan still remembered that when she used those top-quality materials to 'seduce' the old man, the old man's tone when he mentioned the Master Zhang was clearly resentful and disdainful.

Before Ye Juehuan could figure it out, the person who came came spoke. The wretched man with the mustache looked the old man up and down, and said with full of disdain: "I'm looking for Master Chu, what are you? Get out of the way, don't you!" Block the door, I think you are in your seventies and eighties, so you are still an apprentice?"

The blue veins on the old man's forehead popped out of anger, and he picked up the sledgehammer used for forging and was about to strike, "Oh, oh, someone has been beaten! Everyone, come and see! The apprentice in Master Chu's shop has beaten someone!" The wretched little Huzi rolled his eyes and shouted loudly, which really attracted a lot of people.

Ye Juanhuan hurriedly stopped the old man, and signaled him to stay calm.The old man smashed the hammer head into the ground, and the bluestone slab under his feet cracked like spider webs.

The wretched mustache shrank his head, and hid behind a thug with some palpitations, with a stern look: "I'll tell you! I'm not afraid of you! Come and beat me if you have the ability! Look at him! I'm going to hit someone!"

"This one... Keep your voice down, if you really hit you, you won't have the strength to scream here. It seems that Master Zhang in Xishi has paid you a lot. I would rather be beaten to ruin Master Chu's reputation." Ye Ye Jue Huan looked up and down at the mustache, in the late stage of foundation establishment, her acting skills were higher than her actual strength.

Zimu also stopped forging, and walked up to Ye Juanhuan with the forging hammer, his eyes were cold: "Who is making trouble?"

"Don't spitting blood! Everyone has seen it, he is going to hit me." Mustache said with an innocent face, "I don't know Master Zhang."

The people around immediately began to talk about it. After all, the old man was carrying a hammer, and his fierce look was too confusing.

"Really? As far as I know, you did it first?" Ye Juehuan sighed and said, "You also said that the old man is in his seventies and [-]s, and he is still an apprentice. How dare he beat you, a senior in the foundation period? You Even if you scold the whole family of the old man, the old man doesn’t dare to speak back, right? If you hadn’t insulted his late wife, would he have fought against you?”

Everyone immediately turned to Ye Juanhuan's side, yes, an old man in his seventies and eighties, how could he quarrel with a monk who had established a foundation?
(End of this chapter)