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"Let's go!" Xin'er said to herself.

I don't know who I said to a word, but both of them wanted it to be said to themselves.

Because Qin Jian couldn't see things, his actions were inevitably slow, but the fat man was observant, and without saying a word, he turned around and left.

"I'm letting him go, you stay." Xin'er almost amused a fat man who met in Pingshui, her heart was laughing, but she refused to show it.

I don't know if the dead fat man is a loach, don't look fat, even if it's a small hole, he can slip away skillfully.

"I'll stay?" Wang Hao pointed his finger at his nose, his expression was extremely innocent, it stands to reason that he and Xin'er have never known each other in their lives, the two of them have no grudges in the past, and they have no enmity in recent days, if Xin'er helped Qin Jian kill him, he reluctantly said the past, but it would be unbelievable to leave him.

"The fat man stays." The heart is concise and concise.

It seems that I'm not very fat either, I'll lose weight right away when I go back, okay? Wang Hao quietly repented in his heart, but he didn't dare to try again.

If the sword spirit hadn't lied and fell into the hands of this woman, there would be no chance to get out, and he began to believe that the sword spirit's advice was wise, but it was too late.

Qin Jian couldn't wait for his eyesight to recover, groping for a good time, the strange smile when he left made the fat man grit his teeth, it seemed to be gloating, probably he also knew that there was nothing good about the people who stayed behind.

"Ahem, ahem, I don't seem to know the fairy." Steady, steady. The fat man kept chanting a mantra of his own making.

"We met in the afternoon, how can we say we don't know each other? Your teachings are impressive. Xin'er put her eyes on the fat man's face, this was the first time he looked at people when he spoke, and her gaze made the fat man creepy.

"It's just a meeting in Pingshui. It's not about acquaintance, hehe. "If it weren't for the wrong occasion, the fat man would have slapped himself twice, drink and drink, what kind of Buddhism to talk about? is still stupid to talk to you, this is called tired of life.

"Don't go around, you used Dragon Balls to deal with Qin Jian?" Xin'er stared at the fat man with burning eyes.

"yes!" Wang Hao knew that there was no way to deny it, so he had to admit it, and at the same time secretly guessed. The cultivation of the heart is extremely high, and the nature is weak, so it should not be coveting the Dragon Ball. So what exactly does she want?

"I heard that there are five dragon balls that can open the gate of the demon world, I wonder if the rumors are true?" Seeing him admit it, Xin'er withdrew her gaze and began to talk to herself again.

"Falsehood. Nothing like that. Wang Hao flatly denied it.

Xin'er didn't continue to ask, and said indifferently: "You are a very strange person, obviously a cultivator. But wearing civilian clothes, if you want to say that you are trying to hide your identity, but you are wearing a pair of boots, which is more conspicuous than anything else, saying that you are rich, you don't even have a flying sword, no matter how poor the cultivator is, he can't be poor at this point, say you are poor, the two dragon balls in your hand are priceless. And your Jiao leather boots, although not precious, are also a rare thing, I believe few people are willing to use it to make boots. ”

Wang Hao couldn't help but hear a cold sweat, this woman is not only a high cultivator, but she doesn't seem to be stupid.

"Don't worry, I have no malice, and I won't rob your dragon balls, just ask you for a small favor, I know that collecting five dragon balls can open the door to the demon world, you already have two in your hand, and then find the other three and you're done." Maybe you don't know what the Dragon Balls mean in the Demon Realm, all the Dharma Protectors are eager for the Dragon Balls, you just let go of Qin Jian, he must have publicized the fact that you have the Dragon Balls, and you are powerless to protect yourself with your ability. So, I have a small proposal, you might as well go with me until you find all five dragon balls, with me here, I guarantee that no one will dare to touch you. ”

"Hey! Qin Jian seems to be you putting the ground. Wang Hao suddenly felt that he was very naïve, even the protector of the demon clan knew the secret of the Dragon Ball, this woman was a cronie of Sai Duodi, how could she not know? Maybe she even knows what materials she needs to refine the Dragon Ball, and who can refine it, perhaps, this is not a secret in the Demon Clan, she deliberately asked just now, it was obviously a temptation, and the result of the temptation was that she had a ghost in her heart, and besides, she deliberately let Qin Jian go, just to blackmail herself. Qingfeng Literature Network?)

"That's not the point." Xin'er digressed the topic lightly.

"The important thing is that Qin Jian was let go, he knew that I had Dragon Balls, and he had a grudge against me, so he must have spread it everywhere, so now my life is hanging by a thread, in order to save my life, I can only rely on your help. As a reward for asking you for your help, I also want to do you a small favor, why don't you just say that I will spend my money and avoid disasters and give you the Dragon Balls. Wang Hao said her trap in one breath, although there is an element of venting, but more is helpless, this woman knows her skills and tricks well, and the result of resistance is self-inflicted humiliation.

Xin'er ignored his anger and said to herself: "That's exactly what it means, but I'm not coveting the Dragon Ball, it's just that there's no need to rob it." ”

The implication is that if it is necessary, she does not rule out the possibility of robbery, Wang Hao was discouraged for a while, no matter where he is, the big fist is the last word, and the heart is the biggest person in the demon fist, but he let himself be bumped into, what else is there to say.

The fat man will never expose the other three dragon balls, whether she can find the remaining three depends on her ability, if she can find it, she will soon be able to send away the plague god, if she can't find it, it will be good for her to die of a thief's heart, no matter what, there is hope of getting out, why not? What's more, if you agree to it quickly, you can still leave a good impression and prepare for the escape, so what about cultivating high? Tigers have a nap time. In contrast, it is wise to go against her.

In less than a moment, Wang Hao made a decision, those who know the times are Junjie, and their peers are peers. At the same time, he released the wind beaver to inform Zhuo Yue, to the effect that he was not in danger, and asked her not to come to him, and to meet again when the time is right, and to act separately.

Xin'er couldn't help but feel ridiculous when she saw the fat man's sad face, was it so painful to walk with her? If someone else asks for it, can they still ask for it?

"It's good to figure it out, the Buddha sat under the Bodhi tree for forty-nine days before he was able to figure it out, and since then the merits have been complete, and you have figured it out in just a while. There is no limit to what he can accomplish in the day, so do you want to call your companions? ”

Xin'er had seen Zhuo Yue, so she knew that the fat man did have a companion. Although she reminded at this moment that she had no other meaning, at least it could show that she was not afraid of Wang Hao moving the rescuers.

The fat man couldn't hear what she meant by laughing, but this was not the time to have a seizure, when he ran away, one person was always more convenient than two people, Wang Hao wisely refused.

"Stinky, let's see who has the last laugh!"

"By the way, I still have a spare flying sword, and I'll give it to you." Wuxin is unwilling to ride with strange men, and he does not want to walk. I had no choice but to have some blood, on the surface, it should be an inferior flying sword. The flying sword that helps the poor in the grass house with the fat man is a grade, and this kind of goods is also embarrassed to give to the fat man, and she can get it.

"Trash!" Wang Hao and Jian Ling scolded people at the same time, and they were both in their hearts. This kind of goods takes up space when placed in a bracelet. It's embarrassing to fly out and swagger, it's not a shame to go around in circles.

After all, he is the biggest fist in the Demon Realm, and he is still a close confidant of the Demon Venerable. It's not so shabby, is it?

After the Demon Lord Race is hung up, all his wealth should fall into the hands of this woman, that is to say, this woman should be the richest woman in the Demon World.

Wang Hao did not give up on the flying sword in his hand, flicked his fingers, put it in his ear and listened carefully, the dull buzzing sound, the material was average, and it failed! The fat man grabbed the tip of the sword again. Bend the sword body hard, until it sticks to the hilt of the sword, it suddenly lets go, and there is a strong buzzing sound, the sword is back to its original state, but it is a pity that it is too stiff when it is bouncing, and it lacks a sense of agility, which shows that the tension is insufficient, and the purification is not thorough enough, and it fails! In the next is the change of the formation, but it is concise and generous, at a glance, in addition to being able to fly there is no superfluous function, and the speed must not be fast, with the fat man's formation can be seen at a glance, the scarcity of the formation can be imagined. After testing all of Professor Yun Yi's identification methods, the fat man had to admit that this seemingly ordinary flying sword was indeed useless, and in desperation, he bit the sword body, he wanted to verify that this broken sword was not refined with ordinary silver? And it hasn't been pure.

"Well, make do with it!" The sword spirit was kind and comforted, the Demon Lord is indeed the leader of the Demon Realm, but that does not mean that he is rich, in fact, there is nothing to grow except for a sword and a shield, even if it is retained, it should be inherited by the next generation of Demon Lords.

The Demon World and the Xuanmen are almost the same, the masters are usually not rich, they are the seven protectors, and they are more luxurious than others in life, and there are not necessarily a few decent magic weapons, they really have a good flying sword, either keep it for their own use, or collect it, and they are categorically willing not to give it away.

Having said that, although the fat man's cultivation is not high, he is the top rich man in Xuanmen, and he was indeed wronged with such a flying sword.

"You don't know how to use a flying sword?" Xin'er saw that he was reluctant to resist the sword for a long time, and made strange moves, so he couldn't help but ask. You must know that when the fat man and Qin Jian were fighting, they didn't use the flying sword at the last moment, except that he didn't have a flying sword, it seems that there is no better explanation, a person who has never had a flying sword doesn't understand what is strange about the sword.

In order to prove that he knew the sword, in order to prove that it was not a dirt bun, Wang Hao finally raised his foot, and when the leather boots touched the thin sword body, his feet sank significantly, and the flying sword bent overwhelmedly.

The expected situation made Wang Hao smile bitterly, this was the intention of the previous experiment, and now, he at least knew that this flying sword would not break, of course, unless it was in a battle, the chance of the flying sword falling was very small. It's just that Wang Hao is used to using the broadsword of the Broken Sky Scar, and suddenly replaced it with a flying sword with the thickness of two fingers, and it is still inferior, and the gap in his heart is too big, and he is really not used to it for a while.

The flying sword rose slowly, even if the material was rotten and the craftsmanship was poor, there was no need to worry about the power, Wang Hao was just worried about the balance, this flying sword was too thin, barely able to put on the toes, and most of the feet were suspended. Moreover, this was the first time he had tried to stand on a flying sword with one foot, and in order to show his handsomeness, he put his hands behind his back, and it was no joke if he skidd.

The sword spirit noticed the fat man's embarrassment, and with a tone that you can't do without me, he gloated: "Don't you really want to toss and turn like before, and show your swordsmanship to Xin'er." ”

"It's still a fart, the master is left to move now, I just want to change my feet!" For fat people, the independence of the golden rooster is never a happy thing.

Looking at the past from Xin'er's point of view, Wang Hao is like a bear stepping on a tightrope, the funny thing is that although this bear is full of ugliness, it can stand firmly on the flying sword, showing extraordinary balance ability, if there is a suitable flying sword, he will be able to get started soon, not so embarrassed. (《》?) (《》)

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