The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chapter 39: New weapon in this seat

Chapter 39: New weapon in this seat

Going into the cave, there is a narrow ramp. They stepped on the steps of the talc at the bottom of the lake, and the greasy touch permeated from the soles of the feet to the heart. Walking through this section of the road, the eyes are dark and bright, and suddenly bright.

The arsenal of the "small mess" in the mouth of Chen Shanggong is completely different from the size that seems to be there. This ancient wood is very broad. Who knows that the caves inside are even more important, and there is no land, and the truss is sturdy and towering. Everyone looked up and saw that they couldn’t see the dome. The rows of shelves that were placed on the world’s weapon were arrogant and arrogant.

In the center of the arsenal, a smelting pool with a heat wave rolling in it, with orange and red iron in it, and a razor blade that has not been cast is immersed in it. The weapons made by Chen Shanggong are better than the purple electric cream. The temperature of the monks can’t destroy the half points. On the contrary, the blade is more and more fascinating, and the dragon shines.

The most wonderful thing is the various parts of the airborne whirlpool, which are influenced by the array of ancient woods and can shuttle themselves.

Those tiny flower pieces, inlaid jewels, are like the spirits of the demon spirits, flying all over the sky, occasionally colliding, rubbing out the sparks, pleasing to the ear.

Gou Chengong went back to the palace and smiled slightly: "The place is a little smaller, right?"

Teacher: "..."

Uh.

Xue Meng: "..."

small? What is big?

Ink burning: "..."

I have a sentence for you, my mother, I don’t know if I’m not talking about it.

Chu nightning: "..."

Gou Chen Shanggong ordered Xue Meng and Shi Yi to randomly choose among them. If there is a fancy, take one away. As for the ink burning, Gou Chen was very interested in him. He changed several soldiers to him, but he was not too good.

"Feng Ming Jiao tail." Handed the fourteenth weapon, and Chen Shanggong was not discouraged. "Try this."

Ink burning: "This... I can’t pass the temperament."

"It’s okay, just take two strokes."

The ink burned in the front section of the bright, the tail of the black guqin played a few times, who knows that the string tremor can not be condensed, turned into a sharp tone.

Gou Chengong immediately threw Fengming aside, and the curse cast the guqin back and changed a jasper.

Ink burning: "...this is all right." He is a big man, what is the mother-in-law’s bombing, this kind of thing will also be done by the small white face of the Kunlun Snow Palace.

Gou Shanggong insisted: "Try."

"...well." The ink burned, but he had to pick it up and follow the instructions, but he seemed to be more resentful. He didn’t play twice, but he actually broke the string.

"..."

Gou Chengong stared at the broken string and said for a long time: "Do you know what this string does?"

Ink burning: "...you don’t want me to pay for it?"

"Wushan goddess’s white hair." Gou Chen Shanggong muttered, "The sword is constantly, the fire is burning, it is the essence of earth spirit. You actually...you..."

The ink-burning head turned horrified: "Master! I have no money to pay for him!"

Chu nightning: "..."

Gou Chen Shanggong smashed the long strings and said to himself: "Mu Ke Tu, you can destroy the essence of the earth, is it suitable for your weapon, is the essence of wood spirit?"

"what?"

"I shouldn’t..." Gou Chengong, I don’t know why, I took a look at the night. Chu Xiaoning caught his gaze and asked: "What should not?"

Gou Shanggong did not answer immediately, but raised a hand and called out the pottery to slowly sing. As the snoring began to fall, the top of the scorpion suddenly split a blood red summoning circle.

"Ji Baihua, you come out."

The ink burned up and slammed his head, and Xue Meng and Shi Shi were also attracted by the excitement here. I saw the hook of Chen Shanggong’s fingertips, running the complex array of zeniths, and then, a fox fairy with a fluffy tail stretched out, silver powder, Huaguang rogue.

The fox is hovering around in the air, and the money falls in front of the ink.

This fox fairy is very beautiful, close to it, only to find that it is a man, his eyebrows are red and Yin, the peach blossom eyes are slightly picked up, the anger is also three-pointed, the whole body is covered with colorful brocade, and a golden one is dragged in the hand. Jin box, looked at Chen Shanggong, and smiled: "God."

Gou Chen said: "Why should I call you, should you perceive it?"

"I know it."

Gou Chen asked: "How do you feel?"

Ji Baihua smiled and said: "Yes, you can try."

The two guys answered questions and did not put the rest of the four in their eyes.

Ink can’t help but say: "What the **** are you talking about?"

"Well? Xiaoxianjun can’t wait?" Fox Xian Ji Baihua said, "It’s fun, when I haven’t appeared yet, I can tell you your spiritual power. I thought it was at least a white man." But I don’t think about it, it’s actually a handsome young man."

Ink burning: "........."

Gou Chen Shanggong said: "Ji Baihua, you first say serious."

"Well, I just made a joke." Ji Baihua narrowed his eyes and his tail swayed. "What is the seriousness? Oh, you don’t want to stare at me like this. This is really a long story." ——"

Ink burned and said: "Can you make a long story short?"

Ji Baihua also smiled and said: "Well, okay, if you want to say short, it is actually very short." He spurred the spirit and floated the box in front of him.

"Come, let’s take it."

... Sure enough, it is concise.

The ink is burned over the brocade box and taken in the hand to flip the amount.

The golden box of gold is full of brilliance, and there is no way to know what kind of gods are in the air. It’s just that the box has no gap opening. The only figure is a yin-yang fish pattern on the box. One black and one white two koi closes to form the gossip phase.

"How should this be opened?"

Ji Baihua: "Hey, open the law, out of my mouth, into the ears of the king, no one else can listen."

Xue Meng asked: "Do you mean that we want to avoid it?"

Ji Baihua smiled and said: "You don’t have to shun the princes. I am offended by this little fairy." When he waved his hand, his eyes suddenly dimmed. I don’t know when, the two were in a small secret room.

"Xiao Xianjun does not need to be nervous. This is the space-transforming technique that I use. The brocade box with weapons is the magic weapon of my own secret system. Therefore, you should not tell the open method to you in front of everyone. Don’t be surprised. ”

Ink smirked: "No problem. But I would like to ask, what kind of weapon is there, need to be another box?"

"I can’t tell you this." Ji Baihua said, "Shenwu is temperamental. This weapon is not willing to let people know what it looks like. If you get it, even if you finally open the box, it still doesn’t recognize you. the host."

"..." The ink burned silent for a moment, only to smile bitterly, "What weapon? The temper is so weird. Ok, well, you tell me how to open this box?"

Ji Baihua saw that he didn’t force him to ask questions. He added a few good feelings to his heart. He smiled and said: "Xiaoxianjun is so happy, then I am not ambiguous. This box is called Sauvignon Blanc. You have also seen it, it is seamless, if you want To open it, two conditions must be met."

Ink burning: "I want to hear the details."

Ji Baihua said: "My fox fairy family, the most faithful is really good. So first, in this world, only one person can be opened. This person is extremely important in your life, you need to love this person, and this People must also love you and be loyal to you."

Ink burned and said: "It turns out to be a strange request, but this is not difficult." He still believed in his friendship with the teacher.

Ji Baihua heard the words, but slightly evoked the lips: "How is it not difficult? Since the ancient people’s heart is the most difficult to measure, what you think is not necessarily true. I have been in the world for a long time, I have seen too many people lost their hearts. I don’t know who I am, who I love. For thousands of years, there are very few people who can open Sauvignon Blanc. It can be said that there are very few."

The ink burned the road: "Why is this? Even if you make a mistake, you can continue to look for it. If you can try to get the people you know, you can always find the so-called "the most important person in life"?"

Ji Baihua said: "This is the second condition I want to say. Besides you, Sauvignon Blanc can only be touched by one person. That is to say, you only have one chance. If you find the wrong object, it will close forever. No one can get anything in the box."

The ink burned and laughed: "No wonder you have to separate everyone else. You have to let them hear it, and I can’t handle it. If I hold the box and look for someone, they will know who I like, this is more. Hey." He paused and played with the box and said: "But your little things are really interesting. It turned out to be a keyhole that can only be used once. If you make a mistake, the box will be scrapped. It is."

"Nature can only be opened once, or do you want to open a few times?" Ji Baihua yelled at him. "Where are you tens of thousands of people rushing around in a hurry, how many bonds do you not know? You know, the world is like this Sauvignon Blanc, If you choose the wrong one, you will have a hard time turning back."

"Haha, Fox Daxian, you can rest assured that others can choose the wrong one, but I am very clear." The ink-burning palm smashed at him and smiled. "You can’t live up to this lovesickness."

Ji Baihua glanced at him, his voice was low and slow, and he was extremely elegant. "Xiao Xianjun is too confident. I am jealous of you. Actually, I don’t know Wushan, I don’t know the right person."

The ink burned, and the smile was still on the face: "What do you mean?"

The beautiful and beautiful immortal who claimed to be "most faithful and true-minded" did not want to say more, only sighed and sighed: "No Acacia, breaking Yang Liuzhi. Hehe..."

There is no culture in the ink burning, I don’t understand the acidity of the schoolbag, but he always feels that the fox fairy is reminding himself of what he is doing, but unfortunately his brain is stupid, and he wants to break his head and can’t think of it.

Waiting to ask again, Ji Baihua smiled slightly, and the mission was completed. The sleeves were burned out of the secret room, and they suddenly condensed and became stiff and stiff. Then they burst into tears, leaving only one black piece falling. Come down, fall to the place where he had stood.

It’s a pity that this situation has not been seen. If he sees it, many things at the bottom of the lake will probably change.

When the ink burned back, I found that I had returned to the arsenal of God and held Sauvignon Blanc in my hands. The other four people are in the middle of the arsenal of the gods. When he comes back, he looks up and laughs at the palace. He looks at the bay and looks at it. "The little fox is really interesting. It is also mysterious to open a box." How about, how do you know how to open it?"

When I got to the bones of this section, I couldn’t help him think about it. The ink burned and thought, and smiled: "It’s easy to say."

He seems to be inadvertently walking to the teacher’s side: "The design of this lock is subtle and interesting. I think you may not be able to figure it out for ten or eight years. Don’t believe it?"

Said, it seems to inadvertently hand the box to the teacher.

The splendid streamer’s box is in front of the teacher, and the golden light reflects the gentle and beautiful eyebrows of the teacher.

"Teacher, you should try it first." The ink burned clearly wants to pretend to be nothing, but the heart is entangled, and the palms sweat.

This is a chance to gamble whether he can have a new martial arts. He should be very cautious, but he feels that he is very cautious. He is a person who has died once. Does he still know who he cares most? ?

He is not stupid.

The teacher was hesitant, but eventually he took the Sauvignon Blanc from the ink.

The burning heart suddenly hangs in the eyes of the blind man, but after a long time, everything is as usual, there is no movement.

Ink burning: "..."

The teacher was holding the box carefully, carefully looking at it, and the fingertips stroking over the yin and yang fish lines, and then wondered: "There is no gap in the chain, and the chain eyes can’t be found anywhere."

Why is there no response? !

Why did the teacher encounter Sauvignon Blanc, but Sauvignon Blanc did not move at all?

Could it be - ah! Yes! It is a glove!

The ink burned and looked at the cold buckskin gloves worn by the teacher’s hand, and the heart was moving. He wanted to let the teacher pick it up and try again. Suddenly, without warning, a five-finger slender, well-proportioned hand stretched out, and took Sauvignon Blanc smoothly.

The ink burned like a thunder, and shouted: "Shi Zun -!!"

Chu night was shocked and almost dropped the box, but the calmness of the person has already penetrated into the bone marrow, so that the inner mess is not visible.

The ink burns like a mourning sorrow: "Master ah -!!!"

Xue Meng straight up the goose bumps: "Call out! Don’t you take a box? What happened to you? Called someone who grabbed your wife."

"I----" The smoldering is almost fainting, and I can’t say it clearly. I have to lick my face and say, "My God..."

Chu nightning! Why don’t you wear gloves? !

You are so afraid of cold!

We are all wearing ice and snow, why is it alone?

Suddenly, the ink burned a bit.

Yes......

The exorcism sea otter who wears on them needs to reconcile with the soul of the night, so that Chu Yuning did not buy a pair of warm gloves from the beginning.

He does not wear gloves to protect them.

However, he did not care about him from beginning to end, so that until the opening of Sauvignon Blanc, he suddenly found that the most cold-blooded Chu-Ning-Ning was always frozen.

The ink burns really wants to cry without tears, and the heart is really unlucky, so it is lost with the gods. The sputum was boring from the chest, and it was unexpectedly unexpected. As Chu’s fingertips gently touched the yin and yang fish, the two metal-made fish were like alive, and they began to coil around the box flexibly. Wriggle up.

Slight pause.

I only heard the two sounds of "?,?", the yin and yang fish tangled and disturbed, and finally embossed, turned into two handles, Chu night Ning turned the handle again, and the long-term love split in half, revealing The golden things inside.

The smoldering was stunned.

Ji Baihua’s words are still in his ears.

"No one person can open it. This person is extremely important in your life. You need to love this person deeply, and this person must also love you and be loyal to you."

... This person is Chu nightning?

How could it be Chu nightning!

Impossible, absolutely impossible! ! How can he deeply love Chu, and how can he like him? Big joke!

This must be wrong. It must be that the box is wrong. This box is broken.

However, the surprise of this wave has not yet passed. When Chu Ning took up the martial arts in Changxiangsi, another thing that was even more shocking and shocking happened.

This time I was shocked not only by the burning of the ink, but also by the other three, even Chu Ning, whose face was slightly moved.

The scorpion reflects the brilliance of the weapon, and a bunch of radiant and soft willow illuminates the faces of the people.

Chu nightning: "..."

Xue Meng: "..."

Teacher: "..."

The two words stuck in the ink-squeezing throat for a long while, and they spit out hard. It was unbelievable.

"...day asked???"

The author has something to say:

If this is an online game, then let’s study the cause of death of the three men and women:

Chu nightning: died of ot

Ink burning: dying in t

Teacher: Death from teammates and pigs

Xue Meng: died in the coquettish style