Chariot of Doom

The impression left by Master Ye Xian and Tsui Hark is only a 2-pint refinery, but at present, this scale is several times smaller than that of Desert City. Is there actually a 3-pint refinery?

When he heard this old saying, Ye Xian finally started to dry his mouth, he felt that his trip was not in vain.

Seemingly seeing Ye Xian's thoughts, the old saying smiled: "You kid is also looking for a rock master?"

"Oh, don't hide the old elders, the younger generation really wants to bother with that stone and help me refine a spiritual device, can you?" Ye Xian's face was full of hope.

"Well, although this old monster has a weird temper, but in order to sell him rare spirits today, I think the old monster should be willing to help you." But the old man asked for a lot of money, "he said," not too low. "

"I can give him another bag of black shells!" Ye Xian said subconsciously when excited.

It can be said just now that Ye Xian immediately had an urge to scold his mother and mother, and he had a good impression of the old man, but he dug a hole for himself!

Ye Xian was angry there, the old proverb was not full of emotion, the old man had already guessed that he might be nothing but a bag of evil crystal shells, but unexpectedly, it was true!

At this time, the old man's mouth burst into sharp pain, and his heart was full of anger. That boy is too rich. Even the man who followed the Marlboro rules naked now has the urge to rob boys. "

In the end, however, the old proverb held back its evil flames and laughed: "I don't think the old man can sit down, hehe."

This time, coming out of the secret room, the old proverb did not bring Ye Xian back from the road, but turned left and right, from another person, and drove him off Marlboro.

I have to say that this arrangement is very humane, obviously because Ye Xian is afraid that Ye Xian will go out and become a target.

Ye Xian thanked him, immediately picked up his hat, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"How did this boy get so many black crystal shells? It's very strange." The old proverb froze, and finally shook his head with a wry smile.

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In the post office lobby, Dantai Wanning had been waiting for a long time, and when she heard footsteps in the aisle, the girl's beautiful eyes jumped up with joy.

"Squeak!"

Ye Xian opened the door a little rudely, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it. Seeing that little Nicole was really in the room, he walked over immediately, rubbing his palms impatiently and said: "Wanning, you don't have an amethyst flying sword, hurry up Come out and show me!" Ye Xian's face was very excited, and after entering the door, he held Dantai Wanning's hand, wanting to see the spirit of little Nicole.

When he was in the desert city, his father, Shen Yifeng, and several old people who had spiritual objects, were always regarded as love by the old man, although he, the master of the city and the young master, had a hard time touching him.

"Brother Ye Xian, you let go first,..." Kitty's little hand was grabbed by this guy, his face flushed, and she was very angry.

"Oh, cough." Ye Xian was embarrassed, coughed twice guiltily, and hurriedly retracted those two salty hands, only thinking about Xiaonizi's mental device in his heart, he was really excited.

Soon, Dan Riyue Dao Ningyu pointed to a bomb, a purple lamp, which flew out of his sleeve.

"Here, brother Ye Xian, look, this is Wanning's spirit, isn't it beautiful?"

It was a deep purple, crystal clear broken sword, and the girl who was a foot younger held it in her hand and handed it over.

"Is this a spiritual object?" Ye Xianhui picked up the amethyst sword, and from that moment on, he felt a strong spiritual fluctuation.

His eyes were wiped carefully with curiosity, and he felt that the baby looked at the delicate pocket, but felt the power of palpitations vaguely.

"stand up!"

Then, Ye Xian oozes a trace of blood between his fingers, and pours it into the amethyst sword. Then, deep in his soul, he even had a rather fantastic idea, related to it. As soon as he drank it lightly, the amethyst sword immediately emitted its luster and surfaced from the thin air. From the tip of the knife to the handle, a thin layer of purple radiated from the whole body.

"Bath"

The purple sword, hanging more than a foot away from his hand, trembled slightly, as if restraining his thought impulse, but for a while it couldn't break free, full of spirituality.

"Brother Ye Xian, you" Seeing this scene next to Dan Riyue Dao Ning, looking into the beautiful eyes is incredible.

"What's the matter, Xiaoni?"

Ye Xian twisted his fingers and kept inserting the amethyst sword between his wrists, as if he was flirting with a shy woman, with a cynical attitude.