Chapter 272: The magic weapon is broken

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Oh my God, how could it be broken!" , an alchemist exclaimed.

Many people looked at Jiang Yunyan with suspicion.

Jiang Yunyan spread his hands and said helplessly: "I didn't do anything, I just said a word, do you think my words are so powerful?" ”。

After that, he blinked mischievously with an innocent look.

Helian Yanhuo and Gu Mingxi's faces changed greatly.

"What the hell are you doing? How? Do you admit defeat or admit defeat? Gu Mingxi suddenly turned his head and shouted at Jiang Yunyan.

"What's my business!" , Jiang Yunyan's eyes rolled: "Helian Yanhuo is refining an inferior magic weapon, this can also be counted on my head?" I think she did it herself! ”。

Helian Yanhuo's face was also full of surprise, and there was a trace of trepidation.

Gu Mingxi was angry, and turned to Qingyan again: "It's you!" Right! ”。

"What does it have to do with me if there is a problem with the magic weapon refined by Helian Yanhuo? Don't you see how far away I am from her? Qingyan glanced at Gu Mingxi coldly and said.

Gu Mingxi jumped like thunder, and cast his eyes on the little monk who was inside just now.

"I really didn't do anything", the little friar looked at everyone aggrievedly.

The girl in purple looked serious, stepped forward, and picked up the broken ring magic weapon, just now the magic weapon was broken, and the ring returned to its original laughter, which can be held with one hand.

"Strange!" , The girl in purple probed for a long time and frowned.

"That's what they did!" , Gu Mingxi pointed at Qingyan, Jiang Yunyan, Tanglin Shuangyi and the little monk one by one with his hand.

"Shut up!". Seeing Gu Mingxi talking non-stop, the girl in purple couldn't help but snort.

Gu Mingxi paused, stopped talking, and her white jade-like face slowly turned red.

It's a shame, as the young master of Wanbao Pavilion, no one really has spoken to him like this.

What's more, this purple-clothed girl seems to be just the maid of the young master of the purple-clothed sect.

What about the Purple Clothes Gate? What about mystery? Can it be compared to Wanbao Pavilion?

Gu Mingxi waved his hand and drank: "Arrest Qingyan and Jiang Yunyan!" ”。

Since this competition was handled with the assistance of Wanbao Pavilion, there were also many personnel from Wanbao Pavilion. Gu Mingxi ordered these people.

The monk of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion hesitated. Slowly surrounded Jiang Yunyan and Qingyan.

"Young Master Gu!" , The purple-clothed girl's face sank, and with a wave of her hand, more than a dozen purple-clothed people appeared silently. Stopped the monks of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion. These dozen purple-clothed people are all foundation-building monks.

"It's not your turn to call the shots here." The girl in purple said proudly.

"Really?" Gu Mingxi smiled coldly: "We Wanbao Pavilion are more than just such people!" ”。

The purple-clothed girl frowned, and was about to say something, but a voice came from inside the room. The voice was pleasant: "Zilan, bring in that broken magic weapon and show it to me."

Then, the voice said, "Young Master Gu, don't be impatient, wait until I take a look at the magic weapon first!" ”。

Everyone knows that this is the voice of the young master of the Purple Cloth Gate.

The young master had been in the house all the time, and no one had ever seen his face.

The purple-clothed girl known as Zilan glanced at Gu Mingxi coldly, snorted, and turned around and entered the house with the broken magic weapon.

Gu Mingxi also waved his hand, stopped the monk of Wanbao Pavilion who was about to make a move, and waited there triumphantly.

What about the Purple Clothes Gate? On the territory of Wanbao Pavilion, they still dare to be arrogant? No, even the young master of the purple-clothed gate had to talk to himself politely, and a little maid dared to be arrogant.

There was silence in the room, and after a long time, an exclamation sounded: "Huh? How can it be? ”。

Everyone hurriedly pricked up their ears and faintly heard a conversation inside, but they couldn't hear it clearly, and occasionally a sentence or two came out.

"Young master, such a magical thing really exists, so won't our problem be solved?" , this is the voice of the maid Zilan.

"Where is it so easy, it's just chicken ribs", this is the voice of the young master.

"I'm just wondering, how did she get this kind of thing? So, I'm not sure about it," said the young master.

"If it weren't for this reason, then how could this magic weapon be broken?" , the maid Zilan said.

"Let me take another look," said the young master of the Purple Sect.

Then there was no sound in the room, and I wondered what they were studying.

Outside the house, Helian Yanhuo became nervous in his heart, his hand couldn't help but hold the placket of his clothes, and he secretly glanced at Gu Mingxi.

Gu Mingxi seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed greatly.

He glanced fiercely inside the room and whispered something to the monk of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion next to him.

The monk of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion hesitated for a moment and shook his head at Gu Mingxi.

Gu Mingxi's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion monk threateningly.

The monk was helpless, sighed secretly, and quietly sent a simple message.

"Now that the results of the competition have come out, Master Helian Yanhuo has won the first place, I don't know when your Purple Clothes Gate will issue rewards!" , Gu Mingxi's heart was crossed, and he gritted his teeth and said loudly into the house.

Zilan flashed out and looked at Gu Mingxi with a frown.

"When do we need to worry about the affairs of the Purple Cloth Gate, Young Master Gu cares?" , Zilan said coldly.

"Hehe, you have taken great pains to hold a refining competition, and it is the rules designated by you, isn't the competition over now? Shouldn't you give out rewards, or ......, you Ziyimen don't count if you want to talk, and trick us refiners! Gu Mingxi continued to say loudly.

"That's it, that's it, the results of the competition have been released, why hasn't it been announced for a long time, and the prizes mentioned before have not been honored!" In the crowd, another refiner said.

It was a refiner belonging to the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion, who had been eliminated as early as the first round.

"Didn't Master Gu see it? There is a problem with the magic weapon refined by Helian Yanhuo, we must at least figure out what the reason is in order to determine the ranking! Zilan said coldly.

"Since something went wrong, why don't you check it? Qingyan and Jiang Yunyan are obviously the most suspicious! Gu Mingxi continued.

"Hehe", Zilan smiled coldly: "Don't you think Young Master Gu is acting as a substitute?" What's so suspicious about the two of them? One didn't enter the test arena at all, and the other has been concentrating on refining weapons."

"Anyway, please announce the results of the competition! Master Helian was the first to complete the refining, shouldn't she be the first? Gu Mingxi continued to press.

Outside the venue, another group of people came, all of whom were monks from the Wanbao Pavilion.

Zilan's eyes flashed, she couldn't help but sneer, and with a wave of her hand, twenty or thirty purple-clothed people flashed out, among them, there were two Jindan monks.

Gu Mingxi's face changed greatly, he didn't expect the strength of the Purple Yimen to be so strong, and two Jindan monks appeared with a casual wave of a maid's hand......

"Young Master Gu", Zilan said in a manly voice: "Could it be that you still plan to rob us of our prize?" ”。

Gu Mingxi's face changed twice, and finally waved his hand vaguely, and those Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion monks all stopped.

"Hmph", a cold snort came, and everyone in the audience couldn't help but be shocked.

"Of course he's used to robbing it!" , A man in black with a cloak appeared in the arena silently, next to Gu Mingxi, said gloomily. (To be continued.) )