The girl glared at Ye Changsheng viciously, turned around and lifted the small curtain, and asked the accomplice who was driving the car to light up the lights.

The light and shadow swayed, and the girl's long eyelashes just formed the dividing line between light and dark, and her eyes changed brightly and brightly, adding a bit of mystery.

After a short silence, Changsheng was surprised again: "Are you injured?"

Seeing that the girl didn't speak, Changsheng suddenly thought of something, raised his arm, and a black dagger slipped out of his sleeve.

He waved it deliberately, but instead of paying attention to him, the girl showed a mocking look.

Also, how can a master who can knock Qiu Tianzuo out with one move, how can he take me in his eyes?

Ye Changsheng smiled, took out a piece of wood from the dark compartment under the wheelchair, cut out a few palm-sized pieces of wood, and handed them to the girl.

"Take it, this is gloomy wood, I have made coffin boards before, and the gloomy breath in the wood can neutralize Donkey Kong power. ”

The girl's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes were shocked, and she couldn't help asking, "You, how do you know that I have been hit by Donkey Kong Force?"

Changsheng smiled silently.

The girl stared for a moment, hated to take the wood chip, and confiscated the immortal dagger by the way.

She picked out the neatest piece of wood and carefully tucked it into her sleeve.

Sure enough, the cold wood chips stuck to the wound, which greatly relieved the pain and was very comfortable.

The girl looked at Ye Changsheng again, her eyes softened a lot, but she still looked fierce.

Changsheng stretched out his hand and yawned, and said, "Say, what are you looking for me?"

The girl's chest rose and fell, and her expression became more and more excited.

This bastard, obviously kidnapped, but he didn't look scared at all, who couldn't figure out the situation?

She said in a voice that she forcibly suppressed but couldn't suppress: "Ye Changsheng, do you know that you were kidnapped by me, and I also knocked out your guard!"

"Yes. Changsheng still looked calm.

The girl bit her lip tightly, completely defeated by Changsheng's calmness.

She returned the confiscated dagger to Ye Changsheng, and said angrily: "As long as you cooperate, I won't hurt you!"

Taking out a package from behind her, the girl handed it to Ye Changsheng: "Tell me, can this sword be repaired?"

The package opened, and a black sword that broke into two came into view.

Ye Changsheng's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he picked up the end of the hilt.

Previously, he had actually captured the slightest breath from the girl's body, and now it can finally be determined.

The broken sword in the package is a magic sword.

One of the 130,000 magic swords cast by the Infinite Demon Venerable back then!

And this broken sword has the breath of a girl on it, indicating that the magic sword has recognized its master.

In this way, the masked girl on the other side is a demon cultivator just like me?

The first time he met the same kind, Ye Changsheng was inexplicably nervous, he restrained his mind and picked up the other half of the broken sword.

After checking it for a moment, he nodded and said, "The assassin's special bayonet sword, it has been broken once before you, and it can be repaired, but it needs some materials." ”

The 130,000 magic swords cast by the Infinite Demon Venerable are not static, but have a variety of styles and levels.

Fortunately, this magic sword is a mid-grade spirit martial arts, if the level is a little higher, Ye Changsheng will be powerless.

The masked girl breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Changsheng's sleeve, and asked eagerly, "What materials do you need, I'll go find them for you right away?"

A dark incense struck, and Changsheng couldn't help but feel a flutter.

He fixed his mind: "Magic iron, ink silver, blood mud, emery, three spirit grass, ink Bodhi, in addition, you need 50,000 taels of silver." ”

The masked girl apparently didn't take the money seriously, or didn't think about giving it at all.

She frowned lightly, and looked at Ye Changsheng with suspicion: "You mean, you still need emery?"

Ye Changsheng asked rhetorically, "Are you a swordsmith or am I a swordsmith?"

Of course, he couldn't tell the girl, it was precisely because of the emery and the hidden demon thoughts in the magic sword that they would not be detected by the masters of Buddhism.

"You!" The girl was choked and almost slapped Ye Changsheng.

However, Ye Changsheng's performance was undoubted, which made her feel a lot more at ease.

The blind cat really ran into a dead mouse, and maybe this kid can really fix this sword.

She carefully put away the broken sword and threatened: "I will go to you in a few days, if you can't repair this sword, I will make your life worse than death!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Changsheng only felt a flower in front of him, and the girl opposite was gone, but it was replaced by Qiu Tianzuo in a coma.

Ye Changsheng was amazed, his eyes couldn't catch the other party's movements, which showed how strong the girl's strength was.

Or rather, his strength is too weak.

Qiu Tianzuo woke up faintly, suddenly saw Ye Changsheng, hurriedly sat up straight, and asked nervously, "Childe, are you okay?"

Ye Changsheng shook his head: "That masked man has no malicious intent, with her cultivation close to the strong, if she wants to hurt you and me, it will be easy." ”

Qiu Tianzuo was ashamed and grateful, ashamed that he did not fulfill his duty to protect his son, and grateful that Ye Changsheng was looking for steps for him.

Whoever is a handful of age, but is knocked down by a young girl, is an unacceptable thing.

"Let's go, what happened tonight must not be mentioned to anyone!" Ye Changsheng gave a gag order.

Although the masked girl is not very old, her cultivation is amazingly high, and she is definitely not easy to mess with.

The master of the Fayan Sect who injured her with Vajra Bodhi is even more difficult to provoke.

Changsheng only hopes that this matter can be closed in secret, and with his current situation, it is not appropriate to make any more extraneous branches.

The carriage continued down the alley and disappeared into the night.

Half an hour later, a figure flew in from afar, suspended in mid-air, and landed on the ground for a moment.

A young man with inch hair, dressed in a hundred clothes, barefoot, and holding an eyebrow stick in his hand.

The night outlined the contours of his cold and hard face, and those eyes flashed, and the sharp eyes seemed to pierce the darkness, patrolling every corner of the alley.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he took a few steps forward, leaning over to pick up a blood-stained piece of wood.

The wind suddenly blew in the night sky, and another figure flew in from the night sky.

The first seat of Tangmen Temple, Master Longhai, wearing a red robe, fell from the sky and landed beside the young man.

"Master Wuzhen, what have you discovered?" Master Long Hai asked in a solemn voice holding a tall Zen staff.

Wu Zhen handed the blood-stained piece of wood to Master Long Hai, and said with a blank expression: "The witch used gloomy wood to weaken the aura of Donkey Kong's power, and the little monk can only chase here!"

Wuxuan's tone was full of unwillingness, he tracked all the way from the Uncovered Domain, fought several times, but still let the witch slip away.

Master Long Hai was stunned for a moment, and had to comfort: "That witch's weapon was destroyed by you, and it was severely injured by Vajra Bodhi, and she can't escape." ”

Wuxian nodded silently, and a strong belief arose in her heart, yes, she couldn't escape!

He turned to look sideways at Master Long Hai, lowered his head and said, "Master, there are working craftsmen in Liuhe City, and the little monk's stick is broken." ”

Master Long Hai looked at the Qi Mei stick in Wu Zhen's hand, and sure enough, he found that the golden ring at the end of the stick was broken with two gaps.

Master Long Hai looked embarrassed, a "usable" craftsman, this requirement is not low at all.

The Qi Mei stick in Wu Xu's hand is a powerful magic weapon, and the level is very high.

Even the craftsmen of Tangmen Temple may not be guaranteed to be repaired, and in a small city like Liuhe City, where can they find "usable" craftsmen?

Suddenly thinking of something, he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart: "There is someone, you can give it a try." ”