Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

When the cloak was placed in the box just now, even the ground collapsed slightly. Regardless of the weight of the box itself, this cloak obviously weighs hundreds of catties, but now it is put on his shoulders, Mu Hanyan does not feel any pressure. , It feels as thin as a cicada's wings, as light as silk.

If it hadn't felt the solidity brought by the powerful divine weapon defense, Mu Hanyan almost thought he had hallucinations.

On the opposite side, Pound Dezong and Zhao Sining both opened their eyes wide, and stared at Mu Hanyan dumbfoundedly.

It was successful, and it was successful once.

Pound Dezong suddenly had the urge to hit the wall. Before he was promoted to the Sword Master, he tried hundreds of times and was seriously injured hundreds of times. He didn't make it once. How could Mu Hanyan succeeded once, and more importantly? , She hadn't even finished the hand formula, only half of the fight, and she actually succeeded. Is this luck too bad? !

"Senior Pang, doesn't it seem to be difficult?" Mu Hanyan was a little at a loss. Could it be that Pon Dezong's previous words were scaring him, but there is no need. If he wants to harm him, why is he scaring himself?

"Luck, your luck is so good." Pound said bitterly. Facing such good luck, he didn't know what to say.

"Or, I will try again?" Mu Hanyan said tentatively, and she also felt that she was too lucky, too good to be right.

"Try again a few more times." Pound Dezong was deeply shocked. He couldn't be reconciled without seeing Mu Hanyan fail, so he nodded and said.

"How do you take it off?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"It's still the same as before, just play the hand tactics casually, but it's not dangerous, just try a few more times." Pound Zong replied.

Mu Hanyan hit a few hand tactics casually, the golden light on his body disappeared, and the cloak returned to the box.

Sure enough, it was the same as Pound Dezong said, it was easy and simple, and there was no risk. Mu Hanyan didn't think it was weird, let alone the surprise that appeared in Pound Zong's eyes just after disappearing.

He has some reservations about what he said just now. In fact, there is really no difficulty in taking off the Cang Xuan Yun Sha, and there is no danger, but it is definitely not a matter of trying several times. Based on his experience, he has not tried again and again. A few times, I don’t even want to take it off.

Of course, this cloak cannot be worn on the body from time to time. Once the cooling time is up, it will peel off from the body and return to the iron box on its own. What's more, such a defensive artifact can be worn on the body. Who wants to easily Take it off, so this is not a problem.

The real problem is that Mu Hanyan has only tried it once, and this result has once again shocked Pound Zong deeply.

This brat, have you stepped on **** when you go out, so lucky. Pound Dezong thought depressed.

Of course Mu Hanyan didn't know that he had once again hit Da Da Master's fragile mind, and then randomly played his hand skills.

"You'd better be careful. The power in this artifact is too terrifying. If you can't touch it, try your best not to touch it." Seeing Mu Hanyan's unpleasant look, Pang Dezong couldn't help thinking of every time he walked on thin ice. The psychology is even more imbalanced, reminding Mu Han flue.

"Isn't your old man helping to protect the law? I don't think you want to see me die here." Mu Hanyan said with a smile on his face.

She had eaten Pound Zong, in order not to bear the name of killing people, even if she tried desperately, Pound Zong did not dare to let her have an accident.