This is a thousand forged steel!

What is 1000 forged steel?

It is the blacksmith who constantly tempers an iron until it is as thin as a cicada's wings, and then adds another piece, back and forth, and beats at least a thousand iron ingots into one.

All that is left behind is the essence.

This knife, the entire Tang Dynasty will not exceed a hundred, not to mention the magic weapons comparable to those immortals.

There is no problem with cutting an ordinary sword as tofu.

But......

It's such a coaxing knife body, and someone forcibly pinched out the handprint.

What a lot of effort to do this!

It's ridiculous that he actually threatened this monk before, saying that he would kill him!

Nima, I'm afraid that with a wave of the other party's hand, he will be killed.

The servant's legs were shaking.

He is not afraid of what the other party will do to him, he is afraid of what Xuanzang will do to his master.

The master came out in a hurry this time, and there were a few people around him, but he might not be able to stop this little monk who looked ordinary.

If there is really any damage to the master, he and the others will really die.

"Hey, what are you shaking, is it a fun game?"

Xuanzang looked at the two people dressed as domestic servants and asked kindly.

It's just that this smile is like a devil's smile in the eyes of the two domestic servants, like seeing a fierce beast in the wild, subconsciously taking a few steps back, and blocking the door of the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman with a horizontal knife.

In this life, there will always be one or two things that you need to do with your life.

Guarding the two people in the house is exactly what they and others have to accomplish with their lives.

The rest of the servants seemed to notice that the two were abnormal, and hurriedly retreated to the middle-aged man's house, guarding them with horizontal knives.

The old monk who was originally talking to Xuanzang suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Even Xuanzang didn't know what the old monk was thinking now.

"Squeak~ What to do, what to do. ”

"Master!"

The door opened, but the servants present did not salute, and the man was slightly stunned.

"Go home!"

Glancing meaningfully at Xuanzang and the old monk opposite, the middle-aged man suddenly left the inn surrounded by a group of people.

"Don't blame the master, my second brother is such a character. ”

With a foxy voice, the beautiful woman from before walked out in small steps, and Xuanzang glanced at it secretly.

His eyes were slightly red, and he seemed to have secretly cried in the house, and then lowered his head and remained silent.

Ma Dan, who cried and had a woolen relationship with the poor monk, the poor monk is a monk, and the four major are empty.

For the first time, I felt that the Buddha's words were quite reasonable, and because there were no four great emptiness, I sought the four great emptiness.

"Your second brother! No wonder, no wonder. ”

The old monk's voice suddenly increased several times, and then he seemed to think of something, and kept saying sure enough.

"But that ghost thing hasn't been eliminated today, you two might as well come to my house to prevent future troubles. ”

When the woman talked about the ghost, there was guilt in her eyes, and there was also a deep dissatisfaction.

Why did you come to me, although your death has something to do with me, but what do you want me to do!

"It's-"

The old monk hesitated, and Xuanzang was slightly surprised.

This is the first time I have seen an old monk so entangled.

It's like going to a place that is not a woman's home, but a tiger's den in Longtan.

"The second brother knows that this is also what the second brother let him go. ”

The woman frowned and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone.

"Then the old man should be respectful and obey his orders. Taking a deep breath, the old monk agreed.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the F-level scripture learning task, please refuse!"

The mentally retarded system appeared in his mind again, and Xuanzang frowned.

Going to the beautiful woman's house is also related to the task of learning scriptures?

The day dog is the same.

However, this is an F-level task, and Xuanzang's eyes are a little hot.

The last F-level lottery directly drew the mythical version of the dragon elephant Praruo Gong first, although the name is mediocre.

But Xuanzang feels that he is now a humanoid tyrannosaurus!

If you do it with all your might, you will be a strengthened version of the demolition team by yourself.

If you can draw follow-up exercises——

Done!

"Master, Xuanzang thinks that with the master alone, he can easily subdue the monster, Xuanzang has no power to restrain the chicken, if he accompanies the master, I am afraid that not only will it not help much, but it will drag his feet, it is better to let the apprentice go back to the mountain first." ”

Xuanzang's sincerity is not abnormal at all.

The monks don't speak, and although their real purpose is not this, it is also true.

"Since Xuanzang said so, then you first-"

"Wait, I see that this little master is very strong, how can he say that he has no strength to restrain the chicken?"

The beautiful woman directly interrupted the old monk's words, and a pair of foxy Danfeng eyes looked Xuanzang up and down, and when it came to the powerlessness of the chicken, Danfeng eyes glanced at Xuanzang's lower body fiercely.

Xuanzang shuddered.

Who can stand this~

Was it so exciting for women to play hooligans in ancient times?

Although she is a female hooligan, she has an attractive taste,

As the saying goes, men are not bad, women are not loved, in fact, the reverse is also the same.

The worse a woman is, the more attractive she is to a man.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor Mingjian, the little monk has not learned any method of subduing demons, and he is indeed powerless, and the master can testify to this matter. ”

Xuanzang pretended to be crazy and stupid.

For the sake of reward, don't say you're just a hooligan, even if you strip naked and stand in front of me, the poor monk is-

In fact, it can still be considered.

"Giggle~"

After listening to Xuanzang's words, the woman not only did not get angry, but giggled, and just when Xuanzang looked puzzled, the woman spoke.

Xuanzang was slightly stunned, and then his face turned red.

the groove.

The poor monk was actually molested by the female driver?

And it's so dirty.

I can't bear it!

Xuanzang did not show weakness.

This time, it was the turn of the beautiful young woman to blush, and she secretly took a sip in her heart.

I thought he was an honest monk, but I didn't expect it to be so unserious.

However, it's better not to be serious!

"Okay~"

"Poof~"

Xuanzang stumbled and almost urinated.

I'm just kidding, and that's it, this Nima-

Xuanzang just wanted to explain, but the beautiful young woman hurriedly walked into the sedan chair and left directly.

The old monk on the side was confused when he heard it.

Lingquan healing?

What do you mean?

The poor old monk became a monk freely, and he didn't know anything about men and women, and he didn't understand what it meant under the filthy words of Xuanzang and the beautiful young woman.

At the same time, Xuanzang's face was bitter.

"Ding, it's a pity that the host didn't refuse the F-class mission, and hereby enshrines a punishment to punish the host—"