Chapter 67: It's the Morning Dragon

"This weapon is so powerful, it's a little more powerful than the morning dragon."

Han Xuan quickly withdrew the folding fan, the folding fan was already scarred, the original calligraphy, painting and rice paper were almost gone, only the fan bones and blades were left, and the previous smoothness in his hand was gone, which made Han Xuan very unhappy.

"How can I say that this is also my hard work to transform, you made me like this, and you embarrassed me, didn't you?"

Han Xuan angrily threw the folding fan in his hand into Yi Zitang's arms, rolled his eyes, some daughters' tempers came up, Yi Zitang didn't expect Han Xuan to have this reaction, he picked up the folding fan in his arms and looked at it, it was rotten, but it was ...... You can reuse it by adding a new layer of rice paper, and besides, the sword has no eyes when fighting, can you blame yourself?

"I ...... Giving you a weapon? ”

Yi Zitang saw that Han Xuan had put away his hand, and he also put away the blood temporarily, and carefully carried the folding fan in his hand, afraid that if he broke it a little more, Han Xuan would really kill himself, can't a big man be generous? I've never seen anything like this.

"Lose! Of course! Han Xuan received it confidently, not at all, as if he was afraid that Yi Zitang would regret it, what he was waiting for was this sentence, which could be regarded as trapping him.

"It doesn't seem necessary to pay for it, I'll do it again for you?"

Yi Zitang couldn't cry or laugh, he always felt that he was tricked by Han Xuan, no matter how he looked at it, his folding fan was not a weapon, and it was also his problem to use it as a weapon, how could it all be on himself?

"Of course it's necessary, I'm poor now, and only this folding fan can defend myself, and now that you break it, you have to give me a weapon to hold on to it first, right? What if I have three long and two short? ”

Han Xuan couldn't help Yi Zitang to say more, if he bit him to death, Han Xuan's idea is far away, nominally for the time being, and then it will not depend on Yi Zitang's performance, if he stays away from him, don't disturb his life, maybe he will stop early, and now he will let go and give himself a weapon.

"Young Master Han, are you making fun of me? What are the three strengths and weaknesses of your skills? ”

Yi Zitang resisted the urge to laugh, the corners of his mouth twitched, completely forgetting the purpose of his coming here, Han Xuan raised his head and glanced at him, and rushed at Yi Zitang to hold back his laughter, Han Xuan decided that he would never be soft, and he must get the weapon from his hand.

"You weren't the one who broke my fan? Aren't you the one who trespassed into my cold house? Aren't you the one who made trouble for me first? ”

Han Xuan asked a bunch of questions with a bang, Yi Zitang couldn't answer, he was not wrong at all, it was his fault for entering the house without the consent of the master, but it was also for a reason, and it was purely unintentional to break his fan, but it was not intentional, he had known that Shan Hanxuan was so difficult, and he would definitely take it easy.

"I don't have any extra weapons on my body except for blood, besides, you still have the blood of our sect in your hands, how can you say that you also took advantage of it, why do you still ask me for weapons?"

Yi Zitang shrugged, took two steps, and moved to Han Xuan flutteringly, so that he could see himself clearly, as soon as he approached Han Xuan, the thick fragrance of flowers wafted to Han Xuan's nose, and he couldn't help but sneeze.

"You...... Don't get so close to me, stay away, I'm allergic to handsome guys."

Han Xuan covered his nose with one hand and pointed at Yi Zitang with the other, this floral fragrance is too strong, it is really uncontrollable, Han Xuan quietly wiped his nose, he couldn't say that Yi Zitang had a unique floral fragrance left by him, so he had to casually say a reason and drove him aside.

"Allergic to handsome guys? I originally thought that my appearance was unsatisfactory, but I was a little embarrassed to be said by Mr. Han."

Yi Zitang was praised by Han Xuan like this, he was in a good mood, his face was a lot warmer, and his murderous aura gradually disappeared, Han Xuan was also dumbfounded, this person is too undetermined, right? It's just a whim, he took it seriously, and then again, he is really good.

"It's good that you know that you have a look, and in the future, try to stay away from me"

Han Xuan said goodbye to his face, the evening breeze was blowing, he really couldn't stand the attack of the fragrance of flowers, he jumped off the roof, swept across the lake, and returned to the bridge, he regretted it a little, he knew that he wouldn't sprinkle so many spices, he didn't feel anything wrong when he was in the room, and his nose was not uncomfortable, how did he come out of the wind but it was uncomfortable, it was really strange.

"Tomorrow, I have to ask Wenqin to move all the flowers out of the house, maybe there will be news from the palace in a few days, and I don't have much time to be in Rong'an, but I ask Qin, she doesn't seem to want to go home"

After Han Xuan came down from the roof, he waved his hand and swept the smell on his body, thinking about asking about the qin, but he forgot about Yi Zitang, not to mention what kind of weapon, if it weren't for the fragrance on Yi Zitang's body was too strong, it is estimated that he would have forgotten the existence of this person.

"I'll take your fan first, Gai Ming'er will definitely give you a new one, but it's my blood, you still have to give it back to me"

At the beginning, Yi Zitang studied the folding fan in his hand, and Han Xuan's transformation was indeed extraordinary, but his appearance was damaged, and he couldn't take it out for the time being, it wasn't that he couldn't use it, and it was a big deal that he was busy working for a few days to restore this fan.

"It's not impossible to get blood, but you have to trade it for a weapon"

Sure enough, Yi Zitang still didn't give up, and he wouldn't forget it as quickly as Han Xuan, but he was very worried, Han Xuan looked back and frowned at him, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and doubt.

"This man doesn't know how to lift, and since I don't care about the folding fan, he still thinks about what I don't have on me."

Han Xuan looked at Yi Zitang thoughtfully, he planned to teach this eldest brother a good lesson who didn't know what the crime of trespassing into a private house was, anyway, he didn't have any blood on his body, so what if he agreed?

"Okay, if you give me back the blood, I'll borrow it for you to use first, how about it?"

Yi Zitang, who was born in the Bitter Sword Sect, is not a hairy boy who has no schemes, he still knows that the rivers and lakes are sinister, and Han Xuan is a little difficult, he will not easily hand over the blood to Han Xuan.

"The blood is the thing of my bitter sword gate, since it came out, it has been the same double kill as the blood gouging, and it has the spirituality of mutual attraction and recognition, as long as he takes the blood out, the blood gouge will be able to recognize it, and he can't help but give it when the time comes."

Yi Zitang had a wishful thinking in his heart, he had been reading the weapon spectrum of the Bitter Sword Gate Library all year round, although he had never seen the blood pick, but he still understood it, since he could use blood to cut it for so many years, he was naturally sure that he could get the blood cut in his hand.

"Good! "Han Xuan clapped his palms, what he was waiting for was Yi Zitang's words, how could he let go of such a good opportunity?" As long as the blood is in his hands, it is too late for him to regret it.

Han Xuan and Yi Zitang both have their own thoughts, and they both have the idea of letting each other see how powerful they are, and both of them seem to be confident.

Yi Zitang approached Han Xuan with the blood, he remembered that the blood was on Han Xuan's wrist, and he wanted to steal it while he was asleep several times, but he didn't do that, how could he do something stealing? Since it is a thing of the Bitter Sword Gate, it should be brought back openly.

"You have to look carefully, only you know the blood, I don't know it, don't take anything else from me"

Han Xuan saw that Yi Zitang readily agreed to his request, disagreed with his approach, and took the initiative to stretch out his arms for him to find, he just waited to see Yi Zitang's regretful expression.

"Don't just look for something on me, I haven't touched the weapon in your hand yet, if you find the blood and don't give it to me, won't I suffer?"

Yi Zitang got closer and closer, Han Xuan was a little worried, he subconsciously took a step back, he pointed to the blood on Yi Zitang's hand with some scruples, Yi Zitang immediately reacted, and generously handed the blood to Han Xuan, when Han Xuan reached out to take the blood, he quickly grabbed his arm, pushed his sleeve up, the slender white wrist came into his eyes, and the blood was also worn on the wrist.

"Are you ......" Han Xuan was frightened by Yi Zitang's actions, and he didn't react for a while, he himself looked at the morning dragon on his wrist, could it be that the blood cut that this person said was the morning dragon?

"You let go!" Han Xuan was annoyed and embarrassed, he glared at Yi Zitang, although he was dressed in men's clothes, and he was usually used to the honorific title of Gongzi, but he was still a daughter, how could a man grab his arm tightly, how could he not be angry?

"Let go? Didn't you say that if I found the blood, I would return it with both hands? How? Han Gongzi plans to break his promise? ”

Yi Zitang is quite patient at this time, just holding his arm and holding on, as if he is reluctant, he feels that as long as he lets go, the person in front of him will disappear, and the blood can't be recovered, and the damn thing is that this young man's arm is too slender and white and tender, so that people can't take their eyes off it, don't say that he is moved by it, I'm afraid that a woman will be jealous of his arms!

"Didn't you also say that you would exchange it for blood? Are you going to break your word? ”

Han Xuan replied angrily, his eyes were murderous again, he had finally cleaned up his good mood, and he was ruined again, even if the blood he said was Chenlong, he couldn't grab others so rudely!

"Blood is a thing in my door, why do you exchange it for something?"

Yi Zitang grabbed Han Xuan's hand and took a step closer, the fragrance on his body went straight to Han Xuan's nose, Han Xuan held his breath, gritted his teeth, and had an expression of wanting to kill, Yi Zitang walked too close, his legs touched Han Xuan's robe, Han Xuan suddenly felt that the morning dragon on his wrist tightened, and his wrist was vaguely painful, he wanted to retract his hand, but Yi Zitang still grabbed him.

"Damn, I should have thought that he was talking about the Morning Dragon"

Han Xuan cursed in his heart, his eyes under the mask exuded a cold glow like a sharp blade, Yi Zitang looked at him fearlessly, now he was held tightly in his hands, he couldn't run if he wanted to, and he couldn't think of any tricks.

"How can I say that it has followed me for more than ten years, how can I give it to you?"

Han Xuan held back the pain in his wrist and gritted his teeth and glared at Yi Zitang.