However, as soon as the voice fell, Jun Huantian actually set off, stepped to Mo Ye's side, bowed his head and asked, "What are you doing?"
I saw Mo Ye took out a dress and spread it flat on the ground. The cleaned spirit stones were no longer put in the Qiankun bag, but placed on the dress. Is she going to... burden
Mo Ye was still busy and didn't look up, and said, "Well... My Qiankun bag is a bit small."
Jun Huantian's eyebrows twitched, a little bit small? I'm afraid it's not so small.
And when he thought that Moye would spend some time with him after carrying an ugly baggage, he felt a sense of regret for not being the first. He had known that she was so hopeless and so poor...
But Mo Ye didn't seem to realize that his image was very unbearable. His hands were extremely flexible and he was not afraid of getting dirty. He saw that a hill of spirit stones had been piled up on his dress.
Jun Huantian hesitated for a while, put his hand into his sleeve, for a long while, took out a hairpin and handed it to her, "You owe me."
Mo Ye: "..."
Mo Ye cleaned her hands and took the hairpin, but she didn't expect the hairpin to be hot, so she almost threw it away.
It's not the warmth of body temperature, but more like... just out of the oven.
Looking up at Jun Huantian in a little surprise, this evil star is still a refiner? Refined directly on site
That's not surprising, the black hairpin is made of no material, it seems to be similar to the material of his inky black sword, lingering with a layer of rich and pure aura, it seems to be a high-level top-grade magic weapon. , Does not prevent her from using it during the refining period.
But the style of this hairpin is very simple, it looks like a black chopsticks at first glance, although it is polished very smooth... it looks like a chopstick.
Sure enough, men's aesthetics is not suitable for jewelry.
Jun Huantian stood still and waited for a long time. Seeing Moye looking at the hairpin over and over again, he didn't have an expression of ecstasy, nor was he grateful for Dade's excitement.
Is this woman's conscience eaten by a dog
"No thanks?" Jun Huantian finally couldn't help but asked.
Mo Ye raised her head in surprise, with a confused expression, "Isn't it owed?"
Since she owes it, she has to pay it back. If she doesn't pay it back, the evil star will also have to grab it, so why should she thank you
Jun Huantian's face turned black in an instant, how did he know that Mo Ye was still such a hob meat? She owes him not enough
Mo Ye suddenly felt a little cold, mobilized some spiritual resistance, and tried to infuse the hairpin with his spiritual sense, which was shocked.
This hairpin is a magic weapon of space. Once opened with divine consciousness, it seems that the whole person is about to fall in. The sky is wide and the sky is high, and the aura is overflowing. Visual inspection cannot describe how big it is. Everything in her body is thrown in , Like a handful of sand into the sea.
Mo Ye couldn't help but look at Jun Huantian, she didn't know if she could refine such a high-level magic weapon in a short time, it was considered a high-level refiner.
This is not important. The important thing is that he is a refiner, is it possible to do a good deed every day and teach her how to get started with refinery
And then, instinct told her not to daydream.
Han Xuehui endured the strong smell of blood, and looked at the dark hairpin in Mo Ye's hand with jealousy. She knew that it was a good thing. I am afraid that the magic weapons of the entire Immortal Cave Mansion could not be compared to the humble one. Hairpin.
Biting his red lips, he smiled and said, "This hairpin is really beautiful and tight. I am afraid that the entire Manshan realm can't match it. However, Senior Moye, as a sword repairer, has been playing around all day long. I can’t wear any jewelry on my body. Is it a pity to lose it?"
Mo Ye glanced at her, she was really a greedy person who didn't want to face her. The implication was that she would not lose it if she only carried the young lady's shelf every day
Jun Huantian was already indifferent to Mo Ye's ignorance, and said indifferently: "A drop of blood will recognize the Lord, unless you die, you will not lose it."
Mo Ye was still busy, he paused when he heard the words, and couldn't help but raised his head and said, "Isn't that I owe...?"
No way? Could it be that this evil star had planned her death date long ago, so he was not afraid of the magic weapon to recognize the lord at all