Ji Yan holds the arc in his hand, and his face is full of cows!

Yi Qingwei took a sip of tea and said jokingly: "Obviously I made money, why does my face stink as if I lost millions?"

"Because ......" Ji Yan sighed and didn't say anything, anyway, he couldn't explain it clearly, so the admission qualifications should be found in another way!

Yi Qingwei grinned, "Hehe, don't be sad, isn't it just the admission qualification, I'll give you one!"

"Give me one, do you have one?" Ji Yan's heart seemed to clear the clouds and mist and see a sunny day.

"Well, there are a bunch of them at home, and they are also dusty anyway, so it is better to take them out and sell personal favors!" Yi Qingyu said casually.

"Poof~" Ji Yan squirted out a mouthful of tea, and the things that he couldn't find were scattered like cabbage in his place?

"That, it's too precious, I can't ask for it!" Ji Yan was happy to fly, and he was still pretending to be reserved on his face.

Yi Qingwei smiled softly and said, "We are friends, don't be polite to me." Besides, it's not a valuable thing, you, you've been deceived by the attitude of the old horseman!"

Ji Yan thought about it, the head of the Qu family hesitated at that time, she really thought that admission qualifications were such a cherished thing!

Is it true that he is too "simple"?

The green shadow in the sea of consciousness yawned, as if to say—you just know?

Ji Yan measured the arc in her hand, this was a dark purple staff, slightly dull, the body of the staff was short and slender, the head was engraved with a lifelike phoenix bird, and the tail was inlaid with a red gem, gorgeous and dazzling, with her current ability, she couldn't even see the material of the staff! The grade seemed to be a Xuan-level high-grade, but it felt a little wrong.

She looked at it carefully, which aroused Yi Qingyu's curiosity, "What, do you like this staff now?"

Ji Yan tilted his head and asked, "Why did you help me get this staff? What if I was a qi cultivator?"

"If I say I can feel the wind attribute aura on your body, do you believe it or not?" Yi Qingyu stood up and brought his face closer to her, a pair of demonic eyes radiating a searching light.

Ji Yan's heart was shocked, could he feel the wind attribute aura, would all his hole cards be ......

Yi Qingwei smiled suddenly, raised her head and rubbed her little head, "Look at you, you're nervous! Don't worry, I can only feel one kind of wind attribute! If I were someone else, I wouldn't be able to tell whether the other party was a demon cultivator or a qi cultivator." ”

At this time, Yao Qing, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "There is a certain chance that there will be people who are very sensitive to the elements in the demon cultivation, their magic attainments are extremely high, and they are geniuses among geniuses!"

Oh my God! Ji Yan looked at his eyes and unconsciously worshipped.

"Hehe, don't look at me like this, I'll be proud! By the way, no one has been able to recognize the Lord for hundreds of years, just try it, don't force it if you fail." ”

"Hmm. Ji Yan nodded, but in his heart, he was bound to win the arc Xu! With the weapon spirit, what weapon can't be done?

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Back at the inn, Ji Yan couldn't wait to find the machine spirit.

The machine spirit almost fainted with excitement when he saw Arc Xu.

"This, this, this...... Is this an arc?"

"You know?"

"Why don't you know, this is the weapon of me, my creator Shanggu-sama!"

The ——! Breather Spirit was secretly frightened in his heart, and he almost leaked his mouth!

Ji Yan raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say that Shanggu is not from this world, how could his weapon come here?"

The expression of the machine spirit suddenly became low, and he stroked the arc with his hand, and muttered, "This, I don't know. ”xh118