"Can a little water ghost take that long? What are you doing in Maoshan for food? As soon as the water ghost was resolved, Mao Zijing not only did not say anything back, but also blamed He Junhong, turned to look at the Bagua Sword in He Junhong's hand, and asked, "Do you think there is anything imperfect about the Bagua Sword, such as backlash and the like." ”

Poor He Junhong, it was not easy to solve the water ghost, but in exchange for Mao Zijing's abuse, this Mao Zijing ate gunpowder, right?

"There's nothing uncomfortable, but it's strange, this water ghost is very afraid of this sword, so we have been entangled for a long time, and the water ghost doesn't dare to approach the Bagua Sword."

"Hmph, that's even better, if you're bare-handed, or aren't you the opponent of the water ghost?" Mao Zijing scolded again,

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