After He Yi'an walked away steadily with his hands behind his back, He Qing'er put away Ruoshui Droplets, and then took the Bingxin Hanhua handed by Leng You with his left hand, and helped him walk to the stone table on the left side of the courtyard with his right hand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The orchid jade finger lightly pinched the crystal beautiful ice heart Hanhua in front of her eyes, He Qing'er looked at the blue sky and white clouds that became gorgeous and dazzling in the crystal jade beads with a happy face, "I also saw it last night, this thing is refined with a small piece of blue ice for three thousand miles underground in the ice and snow polar region, but it is absolutely unique and rare......

Leng You looked at the gentle and beautiful senior sister's confused jade face, couldn't help but shake her head, and said indifferently: "Senior sister likes it, then I'll give it to you!"

"Ah!" He Qing'er's heart trembled, pinching Bingxin Hanhua's left hand for a moment, and she turned around, staring at Leng Yu with a pair of watery eyes, and said with a slight complaint:

"Senior brother, this is specially brought to you by my father from the ancient palace, but you need to make a great contribution to the master in exchange for it, plus Bingxin Hanhua is so rare and valuable, it is impossible to ......give it to me" He Qing'er's words fell, and he reluctantly handed the ice blue jade bead to Leng You.

In the small jade hand, the ice heart Hanhua emitted a faint ice blue light, dyeing the palm of the jade hand with a few wisps of dreamy color, pure, elegant, wonderful, and dazzling...... It is quite a match with the blue and dusty Miaoman clothes.

Leng You stretched out his hand, gently bent and closed the jade fingers of the senior sister, let her hold the ice heart Hanhua, and said lightly: "Although the effect of this bead is extraordinary, there will always be a limit, senior sister, you can take it with confidence." ”

Leng You's face suddenly became slightly indifferent, and gradually revealed a light self-confidence, as if he had changed a person, which made He Qing'er's red lips open slightly, and she looked at him in a daze.

"Senior sister, what are you looking at?" Leng You's face gradually softened again, and his eyebrows raised, looking a little helpless.

He Qing'er silently took Bingxin Hanhua into her arms, and then took him and continued to walk slowly towards the stone table, her voice was soft and gentle, but slightly strange: "Let my father take my junior brother up the mountain, but the best thing I have ever done......"

Leng Yu smiled faintly, "Really?"

"Yes......" After speaking, He Qing'er laughed, revealing a faint warm smile.

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"Haha......!" A string of clear laughter came from the air, and after a while, the rather handsome Zhao Buzhu took the lead in the courtyard.

He Qing'er, who was sitting next to the stone table, immediately said helplessly: "Zhao doesn't wish you to be quiet, and your father will have to come out and reprimand you later." ”

Zhao Buzhu walked towards the two of them with a radiant face, and said with a smile: "Master can scold if he wants, anyway, I'm used to it, right?"

However, at this time, a large black shadow flew over the heads of several people, but it was Huai Da who was carrying a pitch-black mountain boar that was even stronger and fatter than him! He said hello to Leng You and He Qing'er, and then carried the mountain boar and flew towards the distant deep mountain Qingtan on the right side of the courtyard.

He Qing'er shook her head slightly: "Are you really just going to Houshan to eat?"

"Otherwise?" Zhao Buzhu looked like he took it for granted, and then continued to shout: "Those fierce beasts in the back mountain, without Leng You's presence, the fat man and I don't dare to mess around, this time the real person in charge and the devil have a wide range of fierce fights......" A strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Hehe, but let's pick up a bargain!"

Zhao Buzhu sat on the stone bench and saw the sword fetus with a tortuous outline on the stone table, so he put his fairy sword aside, copied it into his hand casually, and said casually: "What kind of tattered sword fetus is this?"

He Qing'er smiled lightly: "This strange thing has been contaminated with countless grievances......

"Whew!" Zhao Buzhu was so frightened that his whole body was agitated, his hands trembled, and he hurriedly threw it on the stone table, and his whole body was so frightened that he took a few steps backwards. He looked down at his clean hands, and felt that his hands were stained with something very filthy, and his heart became more and more hairy, as if there was a yin wind rushing up from the soles of his feet!

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva towards the sword fetus, then looked at Leng You, squeezed out an ugly smile, and said dryly: "Resentment?"

Zhao Buzhu knew about his resentment and phagocytosis, and seeing his frightened appearance at this moment, Leng You didn't care, and said lightly: "You have always claimed to be a god of heaven on weekdays, even if you have a little resentment about this thing, you can handle it." ”

"This ...... What kind of person can be contaminated...... Zhao Buzhu cried and mourned, his hands kept rubbing hard, and in the end, it became more and more exaggerated, and he was directly put on a clean dress and rubbed it everywhere, and he couldn't wait to rub off a layer of palm peels before he was willing!

Seeing Zhao Buzhu tossing himself so hard, He Qing'er couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay, the resentment contaminated by this thing has long dissipated! ”

Zhao Buzhu paused, looking at his hot palm, the suspicious fox's gaze swept over the smiling junior sister, and then stopped on an indifferent and cold face again, and said suspiciously: "Really?"

Leng Yu nodded: "This is nature." ”

"Whew......" Zhao Buzhu subconsciously wiped the clothes on his chest with both hands, and exhaled a long breath, "You kid, you almost scared me to death!"

He Qing'er looked at Zhao Buzhu, who was palpitating, and said with a slight doubt: "Why are you so afraid? Even if you are dissatisfied, don't you learn the Pure Heart Mantra?"

Zhao Buzhu came over and patted Leng You's shoulder, and then looked at the sword fetus on the table with a little fear, and said innocently: "The Pure Heart Mantra is okay to deal with the general situation, the ghost knows how strange this grievance is, in case I ...... If you become like a ghost, it will be miserable!" Zhao Buzhu's tone changed halfway, and he immediately became oily again.

He Qing'er saw that he was so improper, and chuckled: "Even if you become a ghost, it will make it easy for people to be tempered!"

Zhao Buzhu glanced at his junior sister as he teased, and then looked at the sword fetus for a long time, but in the end, he couldn't help but grab it with curiosity and slowly swing it.

Between the dances, Zhao Buzhu intuitively felt that the sword fetus in his hand was jerky and abnormal, and he felt an indescribable discomfort, as if the magic weapon in his hand did not match his own at all.

But the strange thing is that the sword tire is not moving!

"Will it be repulsed?!" Zhao Buzhu looked surprised, and unbelievingly connected three or four times to use the Imperial Weapon Technique, making himself sweat profusely, while the sword fetus was still lying quietly on the stone table......

"Huh......" He Qing'er watched from the side, and also found that something was not right, she pinched her fingers lightly with both hands, and also cast the imperial magic trick towards the sword fetus.

A cyan aura gradually enveloped the sword fetus, and just when He Qing'er felt that she wanted to drive, somehow, her heart was empty, and the slightest connection with the sword fetus was inexplicably broken in an instant.

Leng You's mind moved, and a wisp of aura gushed out from his left hand, trying to make the sword tire float, but at this moment, as if the mind was connected, the sword tire was shaking and floating in an instant!

Zhao Buzhu looked at Leng You's easy drive to the sword fetus, and his eyes were about to bulge out in an instant, "This...... How can you be the only one who can make a move?"

Leng Youwei was slightly puzzled, it turned out that it was all true before, he did have a deep connection with this strange sword fetus, it was like a personal magic weapon that his mind had been warm for decades!

How can it be so ......?

Leng Yu pondered, suddenly frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Blood sacrifice!"

"Blood sacrifice?" He Qing'er also frowned slightly, "Senior Brother Liu said that this is a secret method of refining powerful magic weapons with blood sacrifice in the Demon Dao, which can make the magic weapon drip blood and recognize the master, so that outsiders cannot make it impossible to make it, and it is difficult to erase this connection......"

Leng You nodded and said: "Last night, I was hit hard by the devil and the blood stains accidentally touched this thing, presumably this is the reason......" Seeing Zhao Buzhu take the sword tire in his hand again for a while, Leng You's voice paused, and continued:

"It's also possible that this magic weapon is only suitable for me......"

Zhao Buzhu listened to Leng You's puzzling words, his heart froze, he immediately coughed dryly, put the sword tire down, patted Leng You's shoulder and said awe-inspiringly: "Although you kid often use my fairy sword, who am I, Zhao Buzhu?"

He Qing'er smiled, "Even if you're interested, you can't use it!"

Zhao Buzhu looked unwilling, and said with a sad face: "Senior sister is right, this time it's cheaper and cold......

Leng You shook his head: "If you like it, it's okay to play with it." ”

"It can't be used to chop wood, so forget it!" Zhao Buzhu stopped again and again, his head shook like a splashing wave, and he was rarely indifferent to these strange things.