"Hey! You can't go slower." Following behind Shen Muxi's buttocks, Xu Fengrong complained.

This little ancestor still looks weak and pitiful, and at this moment it is like beating chicken blood, and the one that swoops away is called a fast.

It's okay not to say it, as soon as Shen Muxi said it, he was energetic again, crossed his waist and pointed at him and said: "Xu Fengrong, you are really a waste, even a weak woman like me, it's quite a big man humming and chirping all day long, what's wrong?" Kidney deficiency? ”

", dare to say that the master has kidney deficiency? Do you want to compare and compare? "It's okay to say anything else, but if you want to talk about kidney deficiency, Xu Fengrong really can't bear it.

"Don't be strong, if you say that you have kidney deficiency, you will have kidney deficiency, hurry up, hurry up and complete your task is the right thing, and then beware of the ink, I will cut you!"

Raising his small fist at Xu Fengrong, Shen Muxi showed a pair of little tiger teeth and said viciously.

Xu Fengrong subconsciously shrank his neck, and then couldn't help but complain: "It's over, I can't raise my head in front of you in this life!" ”

"Hmph, it's good to know, let's go!" Snorting proudly, Shen Muxi continued to hurry.

"By the way, Xu Fengrong, who did your master ask you to kill? What realm? Where is it? ”

Walking on the road, Shen Muxi asked Xu Fengrong.

Xu Fengrong held the grass stalk, and recalled casually with his hands behind his back: "According to this, there is a cottage eight hundred miles to the east, the owner of the village is named Chu Sanque, who kills people and arsons on weekdays and does all kinds of evil, and there is more than innocent death, if you are in the realm?" At best, it's a martial artist! ”

"That's okay, although we are not good people, but we don't care about the harm for the people, but is what your master said reliable? Why do I think it's such nonsense? ”

Xu Fengrong spread his hands, not to mention that Shen Muxi felt, even he felt.

The old thing swore to himself that there was a catastrophe, and that there would be a bloody disaster if it was not rectified, which made the gods mysteriously bluffing, but the three things he wanted, no matter how you look at it, have nothing to do with the catastrophe.

If it weren't for the fact that the old thing had nurturing grace for him, and he seemed to have some real skills, how would Xu Fengrong pay attention to him.

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Shen Muxi remembered one thing.

The sword stolen from Huang Banshan is still in the Shenwu Order, and it's time to hand it over to him for safekeeping.

"Whoa! Put it away yourself, and if you lose it, it's no wonder that I'm not going to blame! ”

Throwing the saber wrapped in sackcloth to Xu Fengrong, Shen Muxi can be regarded as completing his mission.

Xu Fengrong took it and thanked him.

Removing the sackcloth, the saber revealed its true face, once again exposed to the sun.

Qiang –

Xu Fengrong drew his sword out of the sheath, and a cold light burst out.

"Good sword!"

Holding the sword in his hand, Xu Fengrong couldn't put it down and praised it greatly.

"Yes! I also think this sword is extraordinary, what else do you see? Hearing Xu Fengrong also say that this sword is good, Shen Muxi is even more sure that Huang Banshan is not simple, and can't help but ask him if he knows the origin of this sword.

It's a pity that Xu Fengrong only knows that the sword is good, and the source is unknown.

"I don't know, forget it, but for the sake of insurance, it's better to use it less, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble!"

Unsure of the origin of this sword, Shen Muxi instructed Xu Fengrong to be careful.

Xu Fengrong didn't think so, but still said that he wouldn't use it indiscriminately, and it didn't matter if he handed over all three things to the master.