"Ben Shuai wants to borrow your Nether Ghost Phoenix Sword!" Bai Wuchang got straight to the point, directly said his intentions, and then stared straight at Ouyang Zhixin, afraid that she would not agree. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How do you know that I have the Ghost Phoenix Sword! What are you doing with it?" Ouyang Zhixin took a step back, what kind of situation was this, the feeling was to ask her to borrow something, but the person who knew that she had this sword almost didn't exist, and even the people who saw her take it out that time were washed away by her.

"We need the Ghost Phoenix Sword to kill an evil ghost, when you killed zombies a few days ago, the Yin Qi of the Ghost Phoenix Sword was exposed, and the judge of the underworld knew about it, and when I saw that you were also a Yin Si person, we brought you over!" Bai Wuchang showed a weird smile, and her goosebumps fell to the ground when she saw it.

"Evil ghosts, could it be that you let them out?" Ouyang Zhixin seemed to understand something all of a sudden, no wonder there were no ghosts in this capital city in broad daylight, but it was not impossible to borrow things, so let's say why.

"It's Lao Hei, we caught a demon who caused trouble to the world a few days ago, and when he was imprisoned in the detention department, another thousand-year-old evil ghost escaped from hell, absorbed the evil ghost's yin qi, disturbed the underworld, injured Lao Hei, and not only that, but also ate most of the wandering souls in the capital, and the king of Hades asked us to catch it ourselves and make up for it, otherwise we will be thrown into the oil pot! Bai Wuchang talked a lot, the ghost sucked up the souls of other wandering spirits and wild ghosts, and the evil thoughts increased, and the two of them couldn't beat the little yin god of the underworld, and the black impermanence on the side was blue, and it was not released by him, so there was no excuse for the crime that he wanted to add.

"It's not that I can't lend it to you, is there any benefit to this?" Anyway, the Ghost Phoenix Sword is her natal weapon, and no one can snatch it away.

"This is easy to say, easy to say, as long as my two brothers can do it, they can do it!" Bai Wuchang looked very familiar with the business, and nodded directly, it is a good thing to be able to discuss, they are not a little bit worse, it is better than getting into the oil pot.

"Give me someone to add twenty years of longevity!" Ouyang Zhixin was not verbose, he directly sacrificed the Netherworld Ghost Phoenix Sword, stroked the sword body, fed a little blood, and a trace of grief flashed in his eyes when he lowered his head.

"Little girl, everyone has their own life, you can't force it!" Bai Wuchang waved his sleeves and retorted, in helping mortals add Yang Shou and report to the judge to report to Yin Si, they must only go quietly, then Cui Fat Man must not slaughter them severely.

"Fifteen years, otherwise I won't borrow it!" As he spoke, he was about to put away the Ghost Phoenix Sword, Bai Wuchang hurriedly grabbed her, how dare this girl bargain with him, it is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and the other heavenly masters are respectful when they see him, and they dare not come out. "Okay, fifteen years is fifteen years, you name it, and when things are done, the marshal guarantees to add it!"

"My grandfather Xia Ming is also a heavenly master, remember!" Don't make a mistake for her, the heavenly master can tell fortunes, although he can't calculate his fortune, but he can calculate for his relatives, she saw that her grandfather's seal hall was bad, and her internal organs began to fail, and she had always been injured by zombies, she was thinking about what to do, and now she doesn't have the opportunity to take the initiative to send it to the door?

"Okay!" Bai Wuchang took the Netherworld Ghost Phoenix Sword and put it into the ring, not daring to touch a single bit, for fear that one would accidentally poke a hole in his body.

"Send me back!" She is not familiar with the business of the underworld now, and she used to be led by the Ghost Phoenix Sword. Not now, and it wouldn't be fun if you ran to the wrong place.

Ouyang Zhixin woke up from her sleep, stretched her waist, washed up and walked out of the tent, the sky in the distance was gradually whitening, brewing infinite vitality, they were going back today, she didn't have much fun.

"Xinxin, dad is back in the capital, are you with me?" Ouyang Zhengzhi also walked out of the tent and asked her in front of Ouyang Zhizhi, after finishing the three-month work, it was time to take a few days off and rest.

"I'm still not going back, my grandfather is injured and I want to take care of him!" Ouyang Zhixin looked at his father innocently, this is a good excuse, obviously Xia Lao can run and jump, this girl still opens her eyes and talks nonsense.

"It's okay, then you take care of yourself, and tell your dad if you have something. "Touching his daughter's little head, the girl has changed and is getting better and better-looking, so he will not allow anyone to threaten her, this is a father's instinct and duty.

In the distance stood a tall man, his eyes following her closely, but he did not dare to take a step forward.

After returning to City C, Ouyang Zhixin lay in bed for a few days, but in fact, he stepped up his training in the space.

Soaking in a comfortable spiritual spring, drinking dew and eating spiritual fruits, Ouyang Zhixin felt that there was no more comfortable time in his life than this. It would be perfect if there was a horse to kill the chicken.

"Don't dream, practice hard, if you don't have the Netherworld Sword, there is only one way to die when you encounter a thousand-year-old zongzi. I saw a round and colorful winged unknown animal falling from a tree next to the spiritual spring, with a horn on its head, eating spiritual fruit in its mouth, full of bags, and obvious disdain in the milky voice.

"The drawing talisman is not perfect, the refining weapon has loopholes, it is estimated that it took shit luck in the previous life to draw the Nether Sword!" continued to chatter, not paying the slightest attention to Ouyang Zhixin, who was already dressed, and walked towards it.

"Little fat man, how many times have I told you, eat less, eat less, you are not a pig, you know how to eat every day!" The heart pinched its ears and threw it into the spiritual spring, the creature that was more verbose than her mother actually existed, if she hadn't been patient, it would have been destroyed long ago.

"Ugly woman, I sue you for abuse! Don't call me a little fat man!" He is the son of Qilin and Bi Fang, if he wasn't too good-looking and was thrown down from the divine realm by his own father, where would it be his turn to get this woman to raise him, shouldn't he cheer?

"This is my space, I can do whatever I want, if I hadn't been kind enough to take you in, now you may be in which stinky ditch to be accompanied by rats and cockroaches, what you want to eat or not, what you want to wear or not!" Ouyang Zhixin pouted indifferently, hadn't you heard of a saying that a strong dragon can't suppress the head snake on the ground, she has the ability to go out and wander by herself, what kind of hero is she a hero.

It seems that today is the day of the lottery again, go and see what you can draw today. One flew into the palace at the top of the Ten Thousand Mountains, looked left and right at a transparent mirror, and recited a summoning incantation.

"Master, you're here!" The mirror turned into a blurry picture, and the aura was more vivid than the last scene, and even the sound of running water and birdsong could be heard.

"Xiao Jingjing, have you upgraded?" Ouyang Zhixin touched his chin and looked around left and right, feeling different, but he couldn't say why.

"Yes, my master, because of your level increase and the effect of the thousand-year-old ghost vine, I have upgraded @" The mirror made a happy sound, and kept shaking, didn't the master find that the space was twice as large? At this rate, it won't be able to be cultivated into an entity in a few hundred years.