After repeatedly glancing at the messenger twice, Jia Jia finally put down what she was doing, took the messenger, and when she passed by the Zongwu Palace, she stopped again and went in to investigate it carefully. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The monks of the Zongwu Hall are good at dealing with mundane things, and they are all human spirits. Seeing Jia Jia coming, he hurriedly put down the matter in his hand and greeted him with a smile: "Even the real person!"

After leaving the body, the monks rarely come to set foot in the Zongwu Hall, and these people in the Zongwu Hall couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw the introductory Jiajia, put down the things in their hands, and looked over.

"My sect has contributed a lot!" Jia Jia looked at the things on display in the sect hall and exchanged pleasantries with the deacon beside her.

The deacon of the sect hall nodded: "Naturally, even the real person's sect has a lot of contributions. ”

"Is there a magic weapon for the defense of the gauntlet?"

"Hand guards?" The deacon of the sect hall was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, "Even what the real person said is gloves? ”

"Yes? Then bring it to me. Jia Jia said and walked to the table in the sect hall and sat down.

Seeing that Jia Jia was seated, the deacon of the sect hall went back to look for it, and brought a few pairs of gloves of different shapes: "Although there are not a few Kunlun refining cultivators, there are not many, I will ask for one of each attribute here, I don't know which one even the real person wants?"

"Fire attributes. Jia Jia almost didn't think about it, so she replied.

The deacon understood, and quickly found a pair from it and handed it to Jia Jia: "Even a real person, this pair is the defensive gloves of the fire attribute pair." Worth 10,000 contribution points, it ranks as a Xuanji first-class, although it is said that with the cultivation of even the real person, it is probably not enough to use a Xuan-level first-grade thing, but the defensive attributes of this thing are still very good. ”

"Needless to say, I know, that's it!" Jia Jia nodded, touched the fire attribute glove, which was still pure, and then took the glove and turned away.

Seeing Jia Jia's figure in the distance, the deacon of the sect hall was puzzled: "Strange, what does even a real person want such defensive gloves for?"

"And it's also fire-based. A person on the side came up and said.

"I remember that even real people don't have fire spirit roots!"

"I don't know, maybe it's for someone!"

After chatting for a few words, there was really nothing more to say, and everyone dispersed like birds and beasts.

And the Jia Jia, who was talked about by everyone, was holding a pair of defensive gloves in his hand and walked straight in the direction of the Heavenly Machine Palace.

The cultivation of the late stage of the Tibetan God is enough to make Jia Jia not inferior to anyone in terms of seniority, and along the way, there are many monks who nodded to her and said hello.

Jia Jia bowed her head slightly with a self-contained attitude, and this high-cold and high-ranking appearance was indispensable to the ridicule of "him" and Xuan Ling.

"I don't know, it looks like that. This is the evaluation of "him" and Xuan Ling.

Jia Jia touched her nose a little embarrassed, but outsiders still didn't seem cramped, and only replied in a low voice: "When I'm older, it's not just like that, it's just like that." ”

"Cut, wait until you get in and out of the dust!"

"That's a lot of demand!"

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Talking all the way, he soon arrived near the Tianji Palace, but Jia Jia did not enter the Tianji Palace, but walked to the side courtyard next to the Tianji Palace.

Before he entered the house, he heard Zhanhong's tearful voice: "Tap, tap!"

Then Duan Yu responded weakly: "Got it." ”

There was even a somewhat familiar voice laughing: "Such a little injury, I can't wait to scream the whole world, it's really useless." There are almost every day that refiners like the old man are injured, and I haven't seen you like this. ”

It is Xue Zhenren, Kunlun's well-known refining master. Jia Jia's evaluation of him is that he is a good person, but he is not a good person.

"It's not that you have a hand injury, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk!" this is Zhan Hong's tearful rebuttal.

"Unreasonable!" Xue Zhenren snorted coldly.

Jia Jia pushed the door in, the two of them were too forgetful, and because of their position, they didn't notice her entry for a while, only Duan Yu, who was powerless to poke the ointment on the side, was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept over the gloves on her hand, and he made a praising gesture towards her.

Jia Jia smiled, although Duan Yu and Zhan Hongxian were noisy, but the two senior sisters and brothers actually had a good relationship, maybe they just expressed themselves in different ways.

Jia Jia walked lightly behind Zhan Hongxi, and suddenly made a move, a pair of gloves appeared in the field of vision, and the two who were arguing were stunned at the same time.

Zhan Hong's tears were happy, if it weren't for the thick ointment on his hands, the whole person would have jumped out, even if people couldn't move, Zhan Hong's tears still lit up his eyes and made his eyes look at Jiajia.

This kind of red tears can be said to be radiant, and she said with great joy: "Jia Jia, you are still the best, I know that you girl will not forget me." ”

Jia Jia smiled, and saw Xue Zhenren snorting disdainfully, looking at the two of you pretending to be sisters.

The message she received was sent by Duan Yu, telling her that she had practiced the trick of spreading red tears too much today, and that she had injured her hand carelessly, and since she hurt her hand, she had been talking about her in her mouth.

Under such circumstances, Jia Jia naturally came over.

She didn't bother Zhan Hongxi, but she was also afraid that she would be distracted. Now, knowing that she is injured, she naturally wants to come and take a look.

Finding a seat and sitting down next to Zhan Hongxi, Jia Jia glanced at her hand, then withdrew her gaze, and suddenly opened his mouth with a cold "he".

"There's something weird about this brainless girl's injury. ”

"What do you say?" Jia Jia couldn't help but lift her spirit when she was said by "him".

"Something is wrong!"

"Huh?"

"She said that she was injured by practicing the art of sophistry?" He sneered, "Unfortunately, I have some knowledge, I have also seen monks who practice the art of sophistry, and what they have come into contact with is nothing more than calculations, gossip and the five elements, and the rest is all up to the brain." Does she have a brain, I will wait for another talk, the most important thing is that you try to contact the five elements of the gossip with the palm of the hand or the back of the hand. ”

"Nature is the palm of the hand. Jia Jia tried, how could it touch the back of the hand, but Jia Jia set her eyes on the injury of Zhan Hong's tears, the wound was the back of the hand, and the scar was not right, the cut was slender and narrow, not like an unintentional abrasion at all, but like a knife wound.

As soon as she was reminded by "him" like this, the more Jia Jia thought about it, the more wrong she became, and her red tears actually lied! These days, her cultivation of trickery is really hard, and a thick layer of calluses can be seen in the palms of her hands, but there is definitely something wrong with the injury.

"You can see that, IQ is an improvement, and I'm very happy. "He" laughed strangely, "but it's still stupid, that knife is slender and extremely fast, and the flesh is turned out at the top of the wound, do you know what that means?"

Jia Jia shook her head blankly: "What?"

"This is a slender scimitar, extremely sharp, you don't see it and probably can't think of it, but let me tell you, this kind of knife is used to assassinate, because it is small and thin, and it is easy to kill with one knife, and it is not easy to break free from the bend, this is a good knife. "He," said him, laughing uncontrollably, "if I want to kill someone by surprise, I will use this knife too." (To be continued.) )