“…… Find fun to go to Dongyuan, ring fat swallow thin, everything you need......"

Hong San said a lot, Xia Guangguang only heard this sentence clearly, and grabbed Fang Wenjian with glowing eyes: "Don't you go quickly, didn't you hear?" Everything, quack! ”

Fang Wenjian glanced at Xia Yun and pushed Xia Guangguang away: "I'm going to go to you!" I'm tired and want to rest. ”

Xia Guangguang stared at him in surprise, as if he had never known this person.

Fang Wenjian's black face seemed to be a little red, and he smiled dryly: "Why, can't I be tired?" ”

He went to have fun with Xia Guangguang last time, but Zhao Feichen took advantage of the situation and actually pretended to be drunk and slept in Xia Yun's room, so this time he made up his mind that he would die with Zhao Feichen and never leave a gap for the two to be alone.

Xia Yun was biting his ear at Zhao Feichen: "Let's go to Xiyuan to have a look?" ”

Fang Wenjian hurriedly left Xia Guangguang and shouted, "Together." I was just trying to see the level of weaponry here. ”

Xia Guangguang looked disdainful: "Aren't you tired?" Why, I have the energy to play weapons, but I don't have the energy to go to the hall? ”

Fang Wenjian glanced at him angrily: "Go, go, Lao Tzu is a killer now, does the killer know?" Who has the kung fu to go to that kind of place that is. ”

"Yo he!" Xia Guangguang squinted his eyes and said, "Don't forget it, don't expect me to leave you good goods!" ”

Fang Wenjian's black face showed a look of struggle, and he immediately said firmly: "Hmph! Am I that kind of person? ”

Xia Guangguang's eyes were even more slanted: "Who are you calling so loudly to?" I didn't see that Sister Yun and that kid were gone......"

Fang Wenjian was shocked, ran in three steps and two steps, and hurriedly chased after him as a light bulb.

Xia Guangguang sighed, secretly thinking that if you can be yourself, there may still be a glimmer of hope, but in front of Sister Yun, you will lose ground, like a broken brain. How good it is like me, one person eats enough for the whole family and is not hungry, if you want the girl to go to the hall, it will be over, you pay her to open her legs, how refreshing.

He sighed and shook his head as he walked towards the East Garden.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves rolled all over the ground, leaving Hong San alone in the courtyard, he was completely forgotten by the four, or ignored.

Hong San panted with a dark face, gritting his teeth: "It's that you don't want to listen to the rules, but it's not that I don't want to talk about it, don't cry to me if you suffer a loss, hum!" ”

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The west belongs to gold, the mythical beast white tiger, its color is white, and the main killing.

As soon as the three of them stepped into the West Garden, they obviously felt a kind of slaughtering atmosphere, whether it was a white jade railing, a plain sword pavilion, or a spotless white building, giving people a kind of extreme silence with hidden prestige, even the flowers all over the garden were white, shaped like cicada wings, thin like cicada wings, the wind was blowing, and there seemed to be a sound of gold and iron.

Fang Wenjian, who had been talking to Xia Yun, couldn't help but close his mouth and frown, it can be seen that the layout of the entire West Garden has been designed by a master, and the architectural layout occupies the situation, which can actually give people substantial coercion.

Fang Wenjian glanced left and right, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and there was no ruffian left at all.

Zhao Feichen had seen him with this demeanor, and it was Fang Wenjian when he was not in flux.

Fang Wenjian suddenly retracted his gaze and said in a low voice: "I'm sure that the formation here comes from a sect master. ”

"Is there a battle here?" Xia Yunjiao's body shook slightly, and she stopped and asked, "Is it dangerous?" ”

Fang Wenjian followed, watched the flower garden sweep, and stretched out his hand: "Do you see the sword pavilion in it?" That is the eye of the formation, as long as the sword pavilion deviates from the center, this formation will be launched immediately. ”

He turned his eyes to Xia Yun and whispered: "I don't specialize in the formation, I can't recognize what kind of formation this is, but if I intercept the formation, it will be unparalleled, once I fall in, either the formation will be broken or the person will die, there will be no third way out." If you see the Sword Pavilion drifting any day, don't even step in if you are killed, because death will be more ugly than death outside. ”

Xia Yun nodded slowly.

"Strange." Fang Wenjian muttered: "Who has such great ability to invite a formation master of the Interception Sect?" If there are formations in the east, west, north and south, then it is really ......."

He glanced at Xia Yun and stopped making a sound.

A powerful killer organization may be able to operate everywhere in the local area, but can it invite a formation master with a very high status in any major faction? Maybe there is more than one faction, one faction, which is beyond his comprehension.

Fang Wenjian was born in one of the three sects, he was the senior brother of the big sect of Zheng'er Bajing, he was once a man of the hour, he had also traveled the rivers and lakes, and he was well-informed, so he couldn't help but start to doubt the true face of this killer organization, and then began to guess whether Xia Yun knew the inside story, but according to his feelings for Xia Yun, if Xia Yun refused to say it himself, he would not persecute it.

Xia Yun didn't say anything, and took the lead to continue walking.

Zhao Feichen followed closely behind, thoughtful.

He is not stupid, Fang Wenjian's words are obviously unfinished, giving people a reverie.

Under Xia Yun's guidance, the three of them walked along the long white jade corridor and entered the only building in the garden.

Pushing the door, an extremely murderous aura instantly hit the face.

A whole arsenal, swords, guns, swords, halberds and eighteen kinds of weapons are all available, all the walls are hung full, the texture of metal, giving people a cold and heavy feeling, the ubiquitous sharp flash, stabbing people dare not look directly.

After Zhao Feichen's eyes turned around quickly, even his eyes were irritated red, and he couldn't help but rub and rub it again and again, and it took a while to get used to it.

Fang Wenjian in front of him suddenly let out a cheer: "What a lot of treasures!" Striding forward, shaking his hand and touching a row of crystal-sealed long cabinets, which contained various forms of magic weapons, this is the treasure that the cultivator most longs to have. Without the magic weapon at hand, most cultivators couldn't even exert half of their own strength.

Fang Wenjian had been a condemned soldier for many years, and he couldn't even have ordinary weapons, and when he suddenly saw so many magic weapons, he was naturally happy and excited, and he could hardly help himself.

Xia Yun's steps also became noticeably faster, sticking to the crystal cabinet like Fang Wenjian, his fingertips lightly swiping over the crystal clear, as if he was looking for his favorite magic weapon.

Zhao Feichen finally approached, looking at the whole row of transparent cabinets, and suddenly felt as if he was picking out expensive jewelry in the glass cabinet in a jewelry store.

Fang Wenjian suddenly uncovered a covered crystal plate, took out a black sword about the length of his arm, and swung it left and right a few times, the black sword immediately flashed black, and then shook out a dazzling afterimage.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "See what I found?" There is actually a high-grade magic sword hidden here, and it is nothing to put it in the sect, and it is put in the folk ...... Is this something that the people can have? ”

Xia Yun said coldly: "I want money!" ”

Fang Wenjian froze suddenly, and turned his neck to look down, under the empty sword frame, there was indeed a shocking price engraved on it, no more, no less, exactly one thousand spirit coins.

"I actually want money!" Fang Wenjian's voice changed, his throat was extremely sharp, and suddenly the horizontal sword was on his chest, and he shouted viciously: "Lao Tzu grabbed it, a high-grade magic sword, plus so many magic weapons, it is worth a vote, it's a big deal to die again!" Wowha~"

Zhao Feichen said weakly: "If you rush out like this, will the sword pavilion outside suddenly be crooked?" ”

Fang Wenjian's shrill laughter came to an abrupt end.

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