After it was completely nightfall, Qin Zijin finally looked forward to the wise and martial national teacher. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man was dressed in purple brocade, and the figure that slowly appeared in the hall was like a sheared starshadow waterfall, but in the blink of an eye, it was put together into a solid body.

Seeing this, Qin Zijin hurriedly rushed up with an arrow step to block his way: "Master Guoshi, wait a minute.......

The brows of the national teacher under the mist were furrowed, and there was a cold light in his eyes, no one in this world dared to block his way, but when he thought that this girl was the subordinate of that little thing, he couldn't help but want to fan Qin Zijin away, and his voice was slightly deep: "What's the matter." ”

Qin Zijin took a deep breath, his heart was crossed, and his confidence was full: "Master Guoshi, the master asked his subordinates to return her silver needle!" ”

Who knew that the national teacher raised his feet and walked away from Qin Zijin's side, leaving only a light sentence that made Qin Zijin want to die: "Tell her to come to the deity herself." ”

Ha?

Qin Zijin turned his head and looked at the back of the national teacher walking away in a daze, and his heart was in a shadow......

It must be an unlucky ghost today, it must be!

Outside the door, Qin Zijin's trembling voice sounded, and she could feel her nervousness through the door: "Master..... That one..... The national teacher said.... He said......"

Feng Zitong lay on the bed, raised his eyebrows for a long time, and laughed lowly: "What did he say?" Didn't you tell you to come to me when you had to come back to the silver needle? What about the silver needle? ”

When Qin Zijin heard the laughter coming from the house, he was immediately unhappy: "Master, you bully me, the national teacher said.... He said let you go to him yourself! ”

After saying that, Qin Zijin immediately ran away with oil on the soles of his feet, thirty-six strategies, and escaping was the best strategy.

Feng Zitong laughed angrily, is the national teacher deliberately finding fault?

Just don't forget it.

In the space, Qiansha crossed Erlang's legs and rolled his eyes lazily: Don't want it? Zitong, don't forget, in order to get the Jingyuan Cold Ice Iron to create this silver needle, you have spent a lot of money, manpower and energy, are you really willing to just do it?

Feng Zitong's body lying on the bed stiffened, and his pupils shrank, yes, in order to get the Jingyuan Cold Ice Iron to create this silver needle, Fusu almost died because of it,

No, I have to come back.

Thinking of this, Feng Zitong got up, put on his shoes and went out of the room, and went straight to the room of the national teacher.

In the space, Qiansha shook his head, Zitong, the girl and the man, there was basically no room for resistance, and there was a good show.

"Bang bang bang..... Bang bang bang "

A rude knock sounded at the door.....

In the room, the national teacher who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and meditating hooked his lips and smiled, full of evil spirit, very noble, without even blinking his eyelids, the breeze blew, and the door opened.

Seeing this, Feng Zitong walked in without thinking about anything: "Master Guoshi, you actually did such a thing as seizing a woman's silver needle for no reason?" ”

The national teacher moved his body slightly, leaned his upper body lazily on the head of the bed, and spoke in a low but elegant and noble voice: "Detained? The deity remembers that it is just for you to take it yourself~"

The end is delayed, and the evil man who can't say it.

Feng Zitong stared coldly at the national teacher's unclear face, and compromised: "Okay, even if I made a mistake, since I have come in person, can the silver needle be returned to me?" ”

"You have just told the deity that the crime of seizing the silver needle is dead, and the deity thinks that the deity should indeed sit on this matter!" In the words of the national teacher, evil spirit overflowed.

Feng Zitong couldn't suppress her temper for the first time, her beautiful eyes instantly widened, and she was full of light: "Are you always teasing me?" When will I convict you of the crime of seizing the silver needle? ”

Are you old?

These two words sounded very unpleasant, the national teacher's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was cold, and although the little thing was in place, he was inexplicably unhappy in his heart, and he was very reluctant to hear the word he was very old from her mouth.

The national teacher was angry, and the evidence he came up with was blinding.

Before Feng Zitong could take countermeasures, a mirror with water ripples appeared in front of her, and in the mirror, what happened a few minutes ago was very clearly presented in front of her......

["Bang Bang Bang..... Bang bang bang "The breeze blows, and the door opens.

Seeing this, Feng Zitong walked in without thinking about anything: "Master Guoshi, you actually did such a thing as seizing a woman's silver needle for no reason?" ”】

The point is here, the sleeve robe of the National Teacher is raised, and the picture ends here.

Feng Zitong was choked speechless, this sinister man was absolutely deliberate, and he actually had a communication magic weapon echo mirror.

This is a jealous and open life!!!

Forget it, the big woman can bend and stretch: "Please forgive me, the little woman said the wrong thing for a while, how can a noble and powerful person like you lower his status to deal with the little woman and the grass people, right, and ask the national teacher to return the silver needle that is not worth a few dollars to the little woman.......... The little girl must be grateful! ”

Whoever is thick-skinned, then come.

The corners of Feng Zitong's mouth, who lowered his head, pulled up a sneer with a haze of color.

The national teacher's eyebrows rose slightly, and he wore a high hat? Although it is all true, how can the feeling of understanding it change its taste......

"Mirror Yuan Cold Ice Iron, an extremely rare and precious thing in the Middle Realm, can make the Mirror Yuan Cold Ice Iron into such a delicate and small silver needle, I know that this person's refining level will never be below the fourth level of the beginner level, and there is also a beautiful and wonderful strange formation carved on the silver needle, can this be called worthless? It took a lot of manpower and financial resources, little thing, the deity thinks that you are teasing the deity. ”

Hearing the last words of the national teacher, Feng Zitong was not angry, it is rumored that the national teacher is extremely mysterious, cold and noble, bloodthirsty and cruel, and never talks to people easily, but today, Feng Zitong wants to scold a bullshit, this national teacher really subverted his original tall image, and actually returned what she just said: "What do you want, just say it!" ”

When he saw it, he accepted it, and the national teacher straightened his sleeve robe, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "After returning to the Mirror Wasteland, you must obey the call of the deity at any time, and when the deity is happy, your silver needle will naturally return to your hand." ”

"Wait...... You say me? Ready to listen to your call? Master Guoshi, you are really not playing cards according to common sense, there are such masters around a character like you, and you still need me such a medium-level mirror to add blockage to your old side? ”

The national teacher stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and the little thing called himself 'you old' and the more he spoke, the more he said, the more comfortable it became: "If you are using 'you old' to call the deity, add the time to two years!" ”

Feng Zitong shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows: "If you don't like it, I don't call it." ”

One year is one year, anyway, it's just a verbal promise, hurry up and coax this man to get the silver needle in his hand and run away, saying that if he doesn't admit it, he won't admit it, she Feng Zitong is not a master who is willing to be called around.

Although Xiao Jiujiu in Feng Zitong's heart is very hidden, he is very small in front of the scheming old fox of the national teacher: "Even if you get the silver needle in your hands before the one-year deadline expires, don't want to escape from the deity's side, don't forget, the deity has a mirror of the back pattern, if you break the contract, the deity doesn't know what 'good deeds' will do." ”

Feng Zitong was secretly thinking about his escape plan, but he was strangled to death in the cradle: "Master Guoshi, you are also a person who is admired and feared by the entire Middle Realm, don't you feel ashamed to embarrass me as a fifteen-year-old girl?" ”

The national teacher slowly lay down, stretched out his hand and pulled the brocade quilt on his body, very good, no longer using the words 'you old': "The deity's face has always been very thick, I don't know why the word shame is, you go out." ”

Feng Zitong glanced at the man lying on the bed pretending to be asleep, and left with a cold face, it was also difficult for this great god, in order to embarrass her, he did not hesitate to say that he was thick-skinned.

"Knock"

The door was vigorously shut, the national teacher opened his eyes, and a beautiful and strange cold light flashed, and the little thing was angry?

With such a big temper, it's not easy to coax!

Thinking of this, the national teacher shook his head helplessly, who would have thought that he would try his best to keep a little girl by his side now?

Who would have thought that the national teacher, who was feared and admired by the entire Mirror Wilderness Continent, would be distressed because he didn't know how to make a little girl happy?