Chapter 437: Is There a Melon Seed?

An ordinary smoking gun actually smashed a steel knife made of stainless steel, a scene that Ning Qian did not expect, causing the smoking gun to hit him firmly on the head.

I don't know when, the head of the cigarette gun has been ignited, and at the same time that the cigarette gun that fell on Ning Qian's head made a muffled sound, the ultra-high temperature on its surface also burned a small circle-like mark on Ning Qian's head.

Ning Qian's brain was a little dizzy, and he subconsciously came out of the knife and wanted to continue to suppress Mei Lao like before, but the steel knife in his hand was broken, where did he get the weapon?

Looking at Ning Qian, whose consciousness was already a little blurred, Mei Lao snorted coldly, if he hadn't let the beast hurt him so badly before, he would have died this time.

When he was on the street before, Mei Lao could change the trajectory of Shamisheng's spear with just one peanut, and now although he is old, his skills are still there, if he is facing the enemy in a normal state, he will definitely be able to beat Ning Qian to an inhuman appearance.

But this is the truth, Ning Qian also thought of this, knowing that he was invincible, he did not take out the head of Mei Lao's disciple at the beginning, but the chicken thief waited until Mei Lao couldn't hold it anymore before he angered him, so he got both face and plums.

Ning Qian, who gradually came back to his senses, was refocused by the smoking gun, this time without the unloading force of the steel knife, Mei Lao pointed directly at his shoulder and directly shattered his shoulder bone.

Ning Qian, who was enduring great pain, retreated, and stared vigilantly at the smoking gun that was covered with a thick layer of e-liquid, this old thing seemed to have contracted a smoking addiction not long after leaving the Martial Arts League.

Wait, Ning Qian's eyes lit up first, and then he felt a burst of fierce anger, his cheeks turned red, and he pointed at Mei Lao and said, "You old thing actually refined the treasure weapon into a smoking gun!

What is the concept of a treasure, Ning Qian, a treasured weapon that the hall master of Baiyun Hall does not deserve, was actually refined by Mei Lao into a smoking gun that has no actual combat effect! This kind of behavior is not only the martial arts alliance with the greatest loss, but even outsiders who know about it will definitely not be able to help but sigh 'Violent Heavenly Things'.

A rare smile appeared on the corner of Mei Lao's mouth, and he took a hard puff when he picked up the cigarette gun, and then the smoke covered his face again. After smoking for so many years, Mei Lao only hated that he hadn't smoked this good thing earlier, but when he died, he also smoked enough cigarettes before dying, and his imagination seemed to be quite good.

After leaving the Wulin League, Mei Lao knew that the current Wulin League would only cause trouble, and if the treasure weapon returned to their hands, it would eventually be a murderous butcher knife, so it was better for this thing to end in his hands, so it didn't take a few days for him to take this treasure-grade long knife to a carpenter shop in the city, and when he came out again, Mei Lao had already smoked.

If it weren't for this incident, this smoking gun might have to accompany Mei Lao into the ground, and there would be a good knife missing from now on.

Mei Lao knocked the soot on the ground, and he said lightly: "If you find a skilled refiner, maybe you can refine it into a treasure knife." ”

Hearing this, Ning Qian's face showed joy, he knew that Mei Lao was not making fun of him anymore, there was really such a possibility.

However, Mei Lao's words were not finished, and the next ones are the main points, "But it has been with me for so many years, and when I am used to smoking guns, there are already many impurities in it, even if it is refined, in addition to treasures, it is also the lowest grade." ”

"And ah, you don't see it. Saying that, Mei Lao shook his head, looking extremely regretful.

In the early years, Mei Lao still felt that he felt guilty about Ning Qian, so he did a series of things in the future. But now he finally understands that a paranoid and unscrupulous person like Ning Qian ended up in this fate completely by himself, and if his daughter really followed him, the end was probably not much better.

These words are estimated to rot in the stomach and go into the ground with Mei Lao, Ning Qian has Ning Qian's mistake, but as he said, the official Mei Lao herself who killed her.

On the other side, Zhang Zhen, who was passive and slacking off, slowly walked towards Ye Liancheng and Xu Zhao, who was about to fight two, did not panic at all, but this time he did not use a knife, but was ready to use the poisonous grasp that he relied on to become famous.

Xu Zhao knew the root of Zhang Zhen, he stared at Zhang Zhen, who came step by step, and reminded Ye Liancheng: "Brother, be careful of his poisonous claws, try not to be attacked by him, otherwise it will become very troublesome in the future." ”

Zhang Zhen learned this poison skill by putting his hands into a container full of poisonous insects under a specific True Qi circuit, allowing the poisonous insects to bite and absorb the toxins in their bodies and store them in his hands, so that he could use his True Qi to trigger the toxins out when facing the enemy.

It is a painful and long process, and the toxins of many poisonous insects act directly on the brain, causing as much pain as damage to the consciousness. But once it is practiced, the benefits are also clear, no martial artist has just had a hard time with the person who cultivates this poisonous attack, and the martial artist who practices fist and foot kung fu suffers even more.

After hearing Xu Zhao's warning, Ye Liancheng looked at Zhang Zhen's black palms and couldn't help but be a little curious, wondering if the pill that Ge Ye sent him could cure the poison on his palm.

"Childe, the concubine advises you to put away this bold idea. The familiar voice came from his heart again, and the red bead had reappeared in Ye Liancheng's heart since Ye Liancheng was at the door.

After being taught a lesson by Xiaobai last time, the four ancient characters have become much more sensible, and they can control the talent in the poetry according to Ye Liancheng's requirements, and the situation of the explosion of talent last time will not appear again.

This is also the reason why the talent of Ye Liancheng's poetry this morning did not hurt Hongying, and now the two who are incompatible can stay together, under the protection of Ye Liancheng, Hongying is no longer afraid of the Haoran Qi in his body.

"Hehe, I'm just thinking about it, but I don't dare to mess around. Ye Liancheng said, for some reason, after Hongying's return, Ye Liancheng couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Facing the upcoming Zhang Zhen, Xu Zhao, who was the eldest brother, although he had only just recovered, still stood in front of Ye Liancheng first, "Brother Ye, let the elder brother come to meet this guy for a while." ”

Yes, I thought that after hanging outside for a day, I would be able to move my muscles and bones, but now it seems that I can only watch the show, Ye Liancheng is extremely helpless in his heart, if it weren't for the surrounding benches that were destroyed by Ning Qian before, otherwise he would really have to take out the pastries and melons from the space ring to satisfy his hunger and watch the play.