Chapter 781: Little Lucky Bag

"Want to work on your arms?" Zhan Fengzi untied the heavy sword and threw it over, Luo Qingyin reached out to pick it up, and the moment he touched it, his body involuntarily leaned over, almost not steady.

It's so heavy!

However, compared to a falling planet, it is relatively light.

Luo Qingyin walked back to the room with a huge heavy sword in both hands.

Zhan Fengzi looked at her back blankly, what did she want to do?

Back in the room, Luo Qingyin re-sacrificed the fire of Nirvana, wrapped the heavy sword and burned it, until he felt that the defensive formation was touched.

Frowning slightly, she put away the fire of nirvana, and walked out of the door with the hot heavy sword, Zhan Fengzi also felt it, and stood in front of the door with a solemn face.

Putting the heavy sword aside, Luo Qingyin walked to the door and quickly set up a detection formation on the door, and in an instant, there was an extra light curtain on the door, and the situation outside could be clearly seen.

Zhan Fengzi was terrified.

The Array Division is so scary!

Outside, the four people who were touching the defensive array were the four people they saw when they checked in.

They slapped the door with undisguised ferocity and greed on their faces.

"The Four Evils." Zhan Fengzi spit out two words, during the time when Luo Qingyin was in retreat and cultivating the Fire Spirit Technique, she took the time to inquire, took out the pale smoke gray flower note, clicked on a message and handed it to her, "The Heavenly General List is ranked thirteenth, it is a combination, there are four people in total, and the cultivation method is blood sacrifice." ”

Blood sacrifice, by absorbing essence and blood to improve cultivation.

They absorbed the essence blood of countless martial artists and generals before they climbed to the thirteenth position on the Heavenly Generals List.

In order to break into the top ten of the Heavenly General List, they needed purer blood, so they targeted the people in the Heavenly General List, and half a month ago, they absorbed the essence blood of the thirty-four generals on the Heavenly General List, and their momentum increased by a few points.

Passing by in front of the gate of the Dengyun Tower, although Luo Qingyin used the Phoenix God Clan's inheritance Xuanyu to cover up his bloodline, he couldn't hide the pure aura around him.

Without hesitation, they hit Luo Qingyin's head with their ideas.

At this moment, they didn't know that Luo Qingyin and Zhan Fengzi were looking at them, chatting to themselves.

The three evils pounded the door viciously: "Grass, this formation can't be broken!" ”

Xiao Xie was a little worried, and said in a low voice: "Big brother, the battle maniac has some ability, and that woman is a formation master, I always feel a little uneasy." ”

"Don't raise the prestige of others to destroy your own ambition, when are we not born and die? Just two little female cousins with a child, what's there to be afraid of? The Great Evil looked smug, "After absorbing their essence and blood, we will be able to stabilize into the top ten, and when the time comes, hum!" ”

The second evil echoed: "The eldest brother is right, that woman is just a princess of a low-grade country, delicate, she must be a war madman to release water to climb to twenty-eight." After killing the war madman, let's hide, even if the Taihe God of War comes, what can he do with us? ”

The great evil nodded: "Don't worry about the formation, they must be here for Zhao Jinyan's flower appreciation meeting, and they need to go out to the meeting tomorrow." We're on the road tomorrow......"

The more obedient he became, the more disgusting he became, Zhan Fengzi clenched his fists angrily: "I should have killed them that day!" ”

"It's the same with killing tomorrow." Reaching out to wipe the probe formation, a smile appeared on the corner of Luo Qingyin's lips, "The two of us join forces, and there may not be no chance of winning." ”

Zhan Fengzi clenched his fists and said, "That's it." The two of us have been in twenty-eight or twenty-nine for so long, and the rankings should be mentioned. ”

Luo Qingyin nodded, didn't pay attention to the four people outside the door anymore, and glanced sideways at the heavy sword whose sword body had recovered its coldness: "Have you tried the heavy sword to change?" ”

"What can change?" Zhan Fengzi casually held the hilt of the sword, and immediately lifted it, and a sword stabbed out, and the wind surged thunderously in an instant.

Luo Qingyin hurriedly said: "Hold steady, don't ruin the room!" ”

Zhan Fengzi withdrew his hand, his whole hand was trembling, and he said with a shocked expression: "What did you do to it?" ”

Luo Qingyin didn't answer immediately, but asked, "How do you feel?" ”

"It feels very good!" Zhan Fengzi hugged the heavy sword and kissed wildly, "It's so good, I've never been so good!" There is no trace of condensation, the heart sword is connected, and when you hold it in your hand, you feel that your mind is integrated with it! Do you know what it's like? ”

Luo Qingyin shook his head: "I don't know." ”

She wanted to know if the quality of the sword had improved, and by how much......

Zhan Fengzi said excitedly: "It doesn't matter if you don't know, just listen to me." My uncle said that this sword is already the extreme, and it depends on me how many points I can play, but I just found out that I can play it by three points, although I don't understand what is going on, but I am still very excited......"

After talking for a long time, it's all nonsense.

Luo Qingyin decided to block her magic voice through her brain.

When the first rays of sunlight pierced through the mist of Hongyun City, Dengyun Tower ushered in a new morning.

Packing up the bits and pieces into the Three Saints and Three Demon Dings, Luo Qingyin walked out of the room with two swords, and handed the short sword to the snow ginseng doll: "Xiaoxue, help me put it in your ring." ”

Zhan Fengzi put the heavy sword on his back and asked casually, "Where is your ring?" ”

Luo Qingyin sighed and said, "It was burned by fire." ”

Zhan Fengzi: "......"

One moment her hair was gone, the next her sword was tossed differently than before, and the next her ring was burned...... What the hell is this guy doing in the room?

Suddenly thinking of something, Zhan Fengzi rummaged in the ring for a long time, and finally turned out a red lucky bag the size of a baby's palm and threw it into her arms: "Here you go." ”

The small blessing bag is embroidered with red fire cloud beads, bordered with gold crystal thread, and in the middle is a capital gold blessing character, and the bottom is tied with a tassel.

Luo Qingyin was puzzled: "What are you going to do?" Do you still have to take this with you to keep you safe before you go out to fight? ”

Such a soft and cute lucky bag doesn't look like Zhan Fengzi's style.

"Stupid and stupid...... Zhan Fengzi laughed, "Didn't you have a burning ring?" This is a bag, and after dripping blood and recognizing the Lord, you can avoid burning. ”

Luo Qingyin instantly felt ridiculed.

Who doesn't need to take vows these days? Na bag or something, you can't see a shadow at all.

However, whether it is a ring or a bag, her requirements are very low, as long as she can not be burned once, after thinking about it, she picked it up and dripped blood to recognize the Lord.

Generally, the grade of things that can be dripping blood to recognize the Lord will not be low.

Luo Qingyin found out with a drop of blood that the little blessing bag was of the highest quality, with a space of more than ten square meters!

The ordinary ring is only one or two squares......

She decisively hung the small blessing bag on her waist.

Zhan Fengzi glanced twice, pouted and said: "Sure enough, a little girl like you is suitable for using a lucky bag, I really don't know what my mother thinks, she actually embroidered this kind of thing for me, and I will beat her up when I go back." ”

The key is not the embroidery, but the space!

Luo Qingyin was very curious about the people who could make the bag, and couldn't help asking, "Your mother is very powerful, right?" ”

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