"Humph!"

Wang Yifan snorted coldly and did not answer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He glanced at the injury on Jian Anjie's waist, raised his left hand slightly, and sucked the "Sword in the Stone" into his hand in the shape of a claw.

"Put down the 'Shadowless Sword'!"

"Let's get on it!"

The sword cultivators, seeing that their junior disciple's spiritual equipment was robbed, immediately drew their swords, wanting to take it back. Jian Anjie's eyes were quick, how could he care about the injury in his waist at this moment, he opened his hands widely, stopped his senior brother, turned around and knelt on the ground, his eyes were red, and said: "Student Jian Anjie, I have seen Mr." ”

Wang Yifan held the stone sword tightly, he looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but think of the sword Anjie in the past. The anger in his heart increased instead of decreasing, and he opened his mouth to reprimand: "Don't call me sir, I don't have a student like you." My student Jian Anjie is innocent and will never oppress the good. ”

Jian Anjie was stunned when he heard this, "Sir! Students have never oppressed the good! ”

"You..."

Wang Yifan was furious in his heart, and plunged the stone sword into the floor tiles, "I saw it with my own eyes, can it be fake?" You, the senior brothers, are arrogant and domineering, forcibly occupy the restaurant, and not only seriously injure the soldiers here. Seeing that I still want to rob it, how are you different from robbers? ”

Jian Anjie turned his head and glanced at the fixed senior brother, his mouth was full of bitterness, he secretly gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his waist, and raised his head and said: "Sir, the student has never bullied the good!" ”

Wang Yifan raised his palm and patted it, "What's the matter with the officer who went downstairs?" You said. ”

Hearing this, Jian Anjie suddenly relaxed, he sat down on the ground, holding the injury on his waist with one hand, and explained it carefully.

"What, that person is disturbing the city?"

When Wang Yifan heard the halfway, his face suddenly turned red, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Jian Anjie slowly pulled out the bamboo chopsticks on his waist, grinned and said, "No, especially those guards, who not only helped to abuse, but also beat up a stall owner in the market." If it weren't for the students, the stall owner would be crippled. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yifan's face was hot, he raised the teacup in his hand and took a sip, then frowned and swept those strange sword cultivators, muttering in his heart: Good sword sea young man, just put on a bully tone, no wonder he is misunderstood!

Jian Anjie pulled out all the bamboo chopsticks on his waist, he subconsciously glanced up, and found that his teacher's eyes were very strange, and he suddenly guessed a few points in his heart, "My senior brothers, have always been like this, sir." Ah, right. This Senior Brother Tong, he is just very interested in spirit beasts, and when he sees spirit beasts, he always unconsciously wants to get close, so he will offend Mr., Mr. Don't worry about him, hiss..."Jian Anjie smiled, as if he had pulled the wound, and gasped.

"Gotcha, own goal!"

Wang Yifan's face was embarrassed, he coughed dryly, quickly took out a potion, threw it into Jian Anjie's arms, and then raised his right hand slightly, dissipating the internal strength in the body of the fixed sword cultivator.

He looked around, and found that even the apprentice's eyes were a little disgusted, and he couldn't help but propose: "Have you eaten anything, why don't you sit down and eat it." ”

The sword cultivators had palpitations, waved their hands and excused themselves, and sat down at a table in the distance. Jian Anjie treated the wound with three strokes and five divisions, and got up and sat opposite Mu Yan. and looked at the "little junior brother" in front of him seriously.

Wang Yifan was uneasy and knew that he was wrong. He lifted the stone sword, put it back in front of An Jie, leaned towards him, and asked in a low voice, "An Jie, your senior brothers... You okay. ”

Jian Anjie turned his head and glanced at it, smiled, and learned from Wang Yifan's way when he preached to himself before, and said, "Sir, you are also reckless today." If it weren't for the student, I might have died at your hands. ”

Wang Yifan glanced at him, "Speak well, it's not right for me today, and one medicine per person will be used as compensation later." That's all right. ”

Hearing the word "potion", Jian Anjie couldn't help licking his lips, "Sir, sir." I was the most injured today, should I be given two more? ”

"If you want to get beauty, didn't I give you one just now? I still want to, why don't you have any potions in the Sword Sea? ”

"Sir, don't really say it. The potion of the sea of swords, that is a limited supply, how can it be compared to Mr. ”

"When you say this, did my potion fall from the sky?"

"Hey, hey..."

The two chatted for a while, and finally waited for the meal.

At that time, Wang Yifan secretly pulled the guy and whispered: "Little brother, please give a table over there, prepare some wine and food, and choose the best one." He stuffed a few spirit stones, pointed to the table surnamed Tong Jianxiu, and commanded.

And when the guy saw the spirit stone, his heart was immediately happy, and he happily responded: "Okay, don't worry, guest officer, it is the best wine and food." He bent over and hurried into the back kitchen.

Wang Yifan exhaled lightly, and his heart was a little settled. He was a little embarrassed to face those sword cultivators, and he could only express his apologies through this material means. He turned around and sat down in his seat, just about to stretch out his chopsticks, only to hear Jian Anjie ask curiously, "Sir, he is..."

Wang Yifan subconsciously turned his head and glanced at it, and suddenly said, "Oh, Mu Yan, you can be considered your junior brother, you can get acquainted with each other." "Jian Anjie is cheerful and has the attribute of 'child king'. Soon he got along with Makihiko.

And in the following week, Wang Yifan went into the square market in the city wholeheartedly to prepare for the Thousand Blades Peak Trade Fair. He changed his look almost every day, and sold seventh-order spirit tools at several auctions in the city.

Although it is only a lower grade, it still sets off a lot of spiritual equipment craze in Tianfeng City.

Countless monks began to frantically search for the figure of the mysterious man.

Some say that he is five big and three thick, with a full beard;

Some say that others are tall and big, and their waistlines are like stone pillars;

Others say that he has red eyes and long ears, and looks like a rabbit.

Anyway, there is everything to say, just to force him to show up.

But Wang Yifan didn't care, after he had accumulated enough spirit stones, he had already gone into the Fang City again to buy materials.

……

Seven days later, outside the city of Tianfeng.

The Winged Tiger Beast carried Wang Yifan, Mu Yan, Jian Anjie and other sword cultivators, and headed towards the Thousand Blades Peak in the northwest.

Everyone in the car, after this period of contact, also slowly understood each other's temperament.

For this group of 'gentlemen', Wang Yifan expressed his understanding.

After all, the other party is not very old, and it is understandable that there is no one in his eyes.

As for Wang Yifan, those sword cultivators kept a proper distance. I always feel that this is a dangerous person, although he is usually smiling, but who can guarantee that he will not 'go out' again. Even his own students can not say a word, and the teacher who throws chopsticks fights is horrified when he thinks about it.

Compared to him, Jianhai's instructors instantly became kind.