"Hah! Is this your proud capital? Not bad!" the sword collector wiped the blood from his mouth, used Zhenyuan to suppress the restless blood, and looked at Mida defiantly.

"Hmph! Little karma can be the deity, what's the matter, it's a person who is not ashamed. "Although Mida was calcined by karmic fire, the karmic fire of the Tibetan sword man was still forcibly absorbed by Mida, but Mida also suffered from calcination all over his body, but Mida showed an unharmed appearance, with the momentum of the sky in one hand, and then the qi of the eight desolations.

The Tibetan Sword Man was shocked when he saw Mida without any sadness, but he would not rest on his laurels, and dragged the Zangfeng Sword Case behind his back with one hand, which was his last hole card.

Not only was the sword man deceived by Mida, but even Bu Xiangchen and others thought that Mida was really only slightly injured, and seeing that he was going to fight again, Bu Xiangchen hurriedly rushed out to stop the two.

"Two, please give the little girl a face, don't fight again, my Spring Festival Dream Building has been ruined by you!" Bu Xiangchen hurried to the spell between the Tibetan Sword Man and Mida, and several green thorns broke through the ground, opening their teeth and dancing claws like a group of dragons fighting.

"Bu Xiangchen, are you okay?"

The sword man looked at Bu Xiangchen who suddenly appeared in surprise, knowing that he should have misunderstood, thinking about it, it seemed that he had not seen any traces of a fight when he entered the Spring Festival Dream Tower.

"It's all to blame on that dead kid. The Hidden Sword Man muttered fiercely.

"What did you say?" Bu Xiangchen didn't hear what the Tibetan Sword Man said, but he still heard a word and thought that the Tibetan Sword Man was talking about himself, so he glared angrily.

I'm kind enough to save you, just don't thank you, and curse me?

"Bu Xiangchen, what are you stopping me for?" Mida was also puzzled, and asked Bu Xiangchen angrily.

"Demon Buddha, this person is my good friend, he came to me, and when he saw other men in the Spring Festival Youmenglou, he was naturally jealous, hehe~" Bu Xiangchen smiled and came to the Tibetan Sword Man, and fell into the arms of the Tibetan Sword Man with a soft waist.

"You ......"

The Tibetan sword man subconsciously hugged Bu Xiangchen, but he looked down at Bu Xiangchen angrily, when did he become Bu Xiangchen's good friend, Bu Xiangchen actually said so nonsense.

Bu Xiangchen didn't look embarrassed at all, leaning on the Tibetan Sword Man's arms and looking up at the Tibetan Sword Man, his eyes blinking at the Tibetan Sword Man, and the other free hand also took the opportunity to caress the Tibetan Sword Man's chest.

The Tibetan sword man was imitated by Bu Xiangchen, his body suddenly stiffened, Bu Xiangchen's movements became more and more bold, and his hand was already close to his abdomen.

"You don't want to make an inch!"

The sword collector pressed Bu Xiangchen's hand, gritted his teeth and whispered.

"The Lun family is saving you!" Bu Xiangchen didn't think it was wrong, and the paper fan drew a circle behind the sword man.

"Oh!" Mida has been looking at the Hidden Sword Man, and the Hidden Sword Man has mobilized the power of karmic fire to arouse his killing intent, but his current immortal golden body has also been faintly painful, and he needs to go back to consolidate his foundation, so he plans to borrow the slope to get off the donkey.

But his pride as a Demon Buddha made him still say sharply: "Bu Xiangchen, you must know that the dignity of the Demon Buddha cannot be provoked......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a gust of fragrant wind blowing, accompanied by a weak shout: "Demon Buddha~"

"Uh!" Mida looked at the person in his arms embarrassedly, even if he interrupted his words, he couldn't get angry in his heart, and asked lovingly, "Miss Yue, didn't scare you, did you?"

"Demon Buddha, Moon Shadow is fine, but since that person is Sister Bu's lover, Demon Buddha should let him go!" Although the woman was weak, she still boldly pleaded.

"Okay!" Mirda's attitude changed greatly when he heard this, and he no longer emphasized his majesty, but said softly to the woman in his arms: "Moon Shadow Girl, since there are guests in the Spring Festival Dream Tower, then I will leave first." ”

"Well, Demon Buddha, you must pay attention to safety!" the woman nodded, and left Mida's arms to see Mida leave.

The Tibetan Sword Man watched the whole play, and when Mida left and staggered past him, the Tibetan Sword Man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could feel the killing intent from the other party, and it seemed that this time he had provoked a powerful enemy again.

However, the Tibetan sword man is not afraid of the other party, but since he has a bad relationship with the other party, it is better to ask the bottom line, but the Tibetan sword man looked at Bu Xiangchen who was still in his arms with a look of enjoyment, he really wanted to let go and throw Bu Xiangchen on the ground, but thinking that there was still a request for help, the Tibetan sword man gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Step Girl ......"

"Eh~, don't call me a step girl, call someone Xiangxiang. ”

Bu Xiangchen arched his shoulders without hesitation, and his entire body hung on the Tibetan Sword Man's body, and a dark fragrance of flowers entered the Tibetan Sword Man's nostrils.

"Xiang girl!" The Tibetan Sword Man stretched out his hand to push Bu Xiangchen, but Bu Xiangchen seemed to be stuck to his body, and let the Tibetan Sword Man push it, not only did the distance not pull away, but Bu Xiangchen further hugged the Tibetan Sword Man.

Until Fu Yueying saw this, she stepped forward and smiled coquettishly: "Won't my sister introduce this son to my sister?"

"Well, then my sister will introduce my sister to your future brother-in-law. Bu Xiangchen got down from the hidden sword man and pulled the hidden sword man to the woman.

"Hmph!" The sword man was slightly shocked when he heard this, and broke free from Bu Xiangchen's hand, he couldn't do anything about Bu Xiangchen's woman.

Bu Xiangchen only glanced at him when he saw that the hidden sword man broke free, and then introduced: "This is a mystery! Even Yinzi doesn't know his origin. ”

Without waiting for Bu Xiangchen to introduce his name, the Tibetan Sword Man stepped forward and introduced himself: "The Tibetan Sword Man thank the girl for the siege just now." ”

"Hehe, no thanks, even if there is no little sister, Your Excellency can get out of the whole body, the little sister's name is Fu Yueying. Fu Yueying covered her mouth and smiled lightly, looking at the sword collector's eyes.

"Okay, I'm done with the introduction, I don't know why you came to my Spring Festival Dream Building?"

Bu Xiangchen asked with a paper fan with a straight face when he saw the hidden sword man and Fu Yueying.

"I was trying to tell Miss Step... Fragrant. The Tibetan sword man saw that he called Bu Xiangchen a step girl, and the eyes that glared at him changed his name very interestingly, and Bu Xiangchen smiled.

The sword man continued: "I want to find someone, I have already looked for Mr. Otoko, and after his introduction, I asked me to come to you, saying that you are very good at finding people. ”

"What Yinzi said is good, I'm really good at finding people, I don't know who you're looking for?" Bu Xiangchen regained that shrewd image, and looked at the sword man, since Yin Yinzi asked the sword man to come to her, then this matter will definitely not be very simple, she must pay attention to it.

Listening to Bu Xiangchen is really good at finding people, the Tibetan sword man said excitedly: "What I am looking for is a woman named Ji Wufang, this is her portrait." ”

"Ji Flawless, the mysterious woman who defeated the troll god with one sword. "Ji Wufang's deeds of forcing out the troll god have been known to many people, and Bu Xiangchen, who is well-informed and good at communicating, does not know the reason.

"I can help you find someone, but how do you repay me?" Bu Xiangchen touched the face of the sword collector, stepped forward and blew lightly on the hot air, and asked ambiguously.