Xiao Eryi heard that someone demolished the platform, and he immediately exclaimed: "Jun Huantian had to learn craftsmanship at the beginning of the year, he must first practice with low-level magic weapons, and he had to practice at such a high level. There are no more than tens of thousands of products, but thousands of them. How can it be impossible?! "
Mo Yeren smiled and patted Zhuang Shao on the shoulder, telling him not to be serious with this little second.
Jun Huantian's name is like a thunderous in the Mangshan realm. People use this reputation to sell something, why bother to dismantle it
But Zhuang Shao was not as open as she thought, so he almost rolled up his sleeves and stared at the mistress bitterly, "Sell your things well, don't talk nonsense here!"
Xiao Er was squeezed and muttered, "Neuropathy."
Mo Ye also pointed to the sword, "How much?"
"Fifty low-grade spirit stones."
"That's it."
Going out with the Qinghong sword produced by Jun Huantian in the copycat version, Mo Ye thought for a while, still didn't have a face like those sword repairs that came and went, hung the sword around his waist, and simply put it into the universe bag.
Fortunately, Qinghong sword was not as sharp and arrogant as Shunlai's sword, and failed to pierce her universe bag.
"I asked you to buy a sword. If you buy one that is so unbearable, you are not afraid to take it out and be laughed at." Zhuang Shaozhe complained.
"I don't always say that this is the Qinghong sword produced by Jun Huantian." Mo Ye was a little bit dumbfounded at Zhuang Shao's obsession. "Besides, I've been along the way, have I been laughed at? "
She can somewhat understand that Zhuang Shao and Jun Huantian also have natal fire, to a certain extent, it has narrowed the distance between Zhuang Shao's heart and Jun Huantian. His admiration and respect for Jun Huantian did not allow others to collect ill-gotten wealth in the name of Jun Huantian.
The two of them had already turned into an alley while they were talking. There was no one in the cold and secluded alley, but there would be no accidents if there were people in the company.
Of course, Mo Ye was suddenly at the end of the alley and saw the color she least wanted to see, a dazzling purple, and a grim white.
He grabbed Zhuang Shao's wrist and turned around to walk back, but in an instant, his scalp was numb to his waist, his hair almost stood up, and a chill came from his heart and quickly swept his whole body.
At the other side of the alley, she saw a piece of black dress, the black is extremely unique, she will never forget it in her life.
That kind of black is not a gleam of light, it seems that any light shining on it will be swallowed.
When we meet on a narrow road, there is a scumbag on one side. If she flies off the wall, she is dead!
boom! Mo Ye pressed Zhuang Shao hard against the wall, wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, and hid his face under his neck. He buzzed and said, "Hold me, if you don't cooperate, I will kick now. You, fly solo!"
Zhuang Shao was hugged and stiffened. Upon hearing this, he hurriedly placed his arm as hard as a firewood stick behind Mo Ye, and said awkwardly: "You are... can't you? You don't practice any evil techniques. On this street is going to...?"
"Shut up." Mo Ye warned fiercely, not even daring to breathe, listening carefully to the movement behind him.
"Brother, my feet hurt when I walk, let's go back, I'm sleepy... Huh? Why did that person have a nosebleed?"
Mo Ye severely pinched the soft flesh behind Zhuang Shao, how unreliable is this guy? ! With nosebleeds at this time, are you really afraid that people won't notice them? !
Zhu Zifan also glanced at the two people who hugged him tightly on the side, then turned his head and said: "Don't look at any evil, you are so arrogant and open-minded, you will definitely suffer a big loss in the future."
Xi Ziyou rolled his eyes to the sky, "What are you afraid of? It's just two periods of concentration. In the future, I will follow the brother. In this world, how can I lose money?"
After finishing speaking, he looked at the two people who were hugging each other openly and sneered, "In broad daylight, dogs, males, females, really disgusting, really disgusting."
In fact, Zhu Zifan wanted to identify it more carefully. Suddenly, he passed by a man in black, and turned his head inadvertently.
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
"It's nothing." Zhu Zifan just felt a little strange in his heart. He wanted to see the man's appearance clearly, feeling bored and gave up.