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He stroked the seven magic weapons in his arms, quietly looked at the green in the distance, and thought that at his current moment, he would quickly return to Suoyang City, and according to Sima Xuantian's instructions, he would reorganize Suoyang City, and then make a plan to see how to find the spell of these seven magic weapons.

Of course, finding the spell of the seven magic weapons is the most important thing at the moment, without the spell, the seven magic weapons will be like sleeping, useless, only to find the spell, awaken the seven magic weapons, then they should be a new atmosphere, and the Heshan faction should also be a new atmosphere.

He thought like this, his heart was very comfortable, he didn't know why Jiulao Mountain had never used magic weapons since the establishment of the sect, now that he thought about it, he held a heavy weapon in his hand but hung it high, it was really a pedantic thing, until the seven magic weapons were stolen, Jiulao Mountain was in a panic to look for it everywhere, I don't want to be obtained by myself today, it is really a creation to make people!

In time, if I get that spell, I, Song Zizhuang, will open an era of magic weapons to establish the world.

He thought beautifully in his heart, and his ambition seemed to be hooked up all of a sudden, and his spirit was a hundred times greater.

He looked at the sun, it was almost dusk, without further ado, let's go, let's go back to Suoyang City first.

He shook his spirits and took a step, but he didn't go far, and beside a dark grove, there was already a man standing in the way, as if waiting for someone.

The long hair shawl, the breeze rises, the hair hunts and flutters, and there is a bit of a lone ranger's charm.

Song Zizhuang didn't want to have nothing to do, so he walked silently, and suddenly, a crescent shovel was in front of him, blocking the way.

The one who came and waited was himself.

Song Zizhuang raised his eyes and knocked on it, was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's you ......"

The person standing in the way was Shi Bujing, who fought with and blind not long ago.

"Why are you?" Song Zizhuang smiled dumbly, thinking of Shi Bujing's gritted teeth but helpless appearance when he was blinded by, the tension in his heart suddenly relaxed, and he was replaced with an extremely relaxed look.

Shi Buzhen's long hair covered his face, blocking most of his face, and he couldn't see any expression, only heard his voice say: "Why can't it be me, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

The crescent shovel in his hand was still stretched out horizontally, and Song Zizhuang's every move could not escape the obstruction of the crescent shovel.

"Oh, wait for me?" Song Zizhuang was a little strange, "What are you waiting for me to do?"

"Hand over what you have and let you go. Shi Bu said in a serious tone.

Hearing this, Song Zizhuang almost died of laughter, he laughed a few times and said, "It's up to you." ”

He had seen Shi Bujing being played with in the hands of blindness, not that he was boasting, he was sure that he could take Shi Bujing down.

He laughed, but Shi Bujing remained silent.

He knew what Song Zizhuang meant, and when he was fighting against, didn't Song Zizhuang just watch from the sidelines? Of course, he also looked at all the ugliness of being fooled by, and at this time Song Zizhuang's laughter was clearly laughing at himself, but he was still very calm and did not have a seizure, because another person had already drilled from the grove and stood silently beside Shi Bujing, and it was not until he opened his mouth to speak that Song Zizhuang noticed him.

"And me. ”

With the sound of another voice, Song Zizhuang stopped laughing, and looked up, next to Shi Bujing, there was a man standing resolutely, of course, he was not a stranger, this person was Mao Lie, who was the big number of Emeishan gibbons at the martial arts alliance leader's conference.

Mao Lie is just a small person, not at all.

Song Zizhuang shook his head and said, "It's up to the two of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another voice echo, "And me." ”

Then, as he spoke, another man emerged from the grove.

The person who came was a hunchback, hunched up, his eyes closed, and he turned out to be Han Zhi who saw everything.

Han Zhi has a high reputation in the rivers and lakes, and although Song Zizhuang was a little surprised how he could appear, he still made a polite gesture from time to time, and respectfully called the old-timer.

"Hmm. Han Zhi nodded, raised his head, and although he couldn't see anything, he still turned his face to the sky, facing it in a daze, as if he was watching the sky, and his ears were also carefully catching any sound around him.

Song Zizhuang was very surprised by how these three people got together, but he didn't want to ask each other, he just relaxed his heart, knowing that Han Zhi was a highly respected person in the rivers and lakes, and he was reasonable, and he would definitely not snatch the seven magic weapons from him.

He asked, "I wonder how the old-timers are here?"

Han Zhi was also easy-going, put the cane in his hand on the ground, lowered his head, and said: "The old man tracked a demon all the way, I don't want to be without a trace, I happened to meet two virtuous nephews here, and I heard them say that you stole other people's property and ruined the reputation of the Heshan faction, so the old man couldn't rest assured, and specially waited for you to come over to verify and verify." ”

Mao Lie looked at Song Zizhuang and said: "At the tea stall, we all heard it, you stole other people's things and were besieged by others, you admit it." ”

Shi Bujing also nodded, "I also heard that those few things are very valuable, so I can't help but arouse our chivalrous courage and want to take care of it." ”

"Oh" Song Zizhuang smiled faintly, "I see, you have misunderstood." What those Fushou Mountain disciples said was not true, but there was some small friction and some conflict because of the collision of drinking tea, and those valuable things were all momentary angry words. It's already been said. ”

Song Zizhuang said this lightly, and then turned to Han Zhi and said: "Please also ask the old-timers to uphold justice, don't listen to other people's gossip." ”

"You ......" Mao Lie and Shi Bu were surprised to see that Song Zizhuang covered up this matter in a few words, and they were very annoyed, Mao Lie said: "Then please take out the objects on your body and let us see." ”

Han Zhi obstructed: "That's it, since Song Xian's nephew said no, then there is no need, no need." Song Xian's nephew must not be careful, the old man is also concerned about the reputation of the Heshan faction, so he can't help but take care of it, because he can't believe one side, the old man has to fight against Song Xian's nephew. Nephew Song Xian, don't be annoyed. ”

Song Zizhuang smiled faintly and said, "How can the hard-working little nephew of the old-timers not know, since the two brothers want to take a look, then how about it." ”

When Song Zizhuang said this, he gently took out the items on his body one by one and put them on the ground, only to see a bag of broken silver, flags, mud balls and other miscellaneous things, and nothing else.

Song Zizhuang knew that Mao Lie Shi Bujing had never seen the appearance of magic weapons, so he took out those magic weapons at random and put them on the ground at will.