Fairy Sword Three: I, the strongest sword spirit, my wife Nightshade

"You thief, hurry up and take off the wide-sleeved fairy skirt and give it back to me!" Zhao

Wenchang pointed at the nightshade with an unkind face.

This is a wide-sleeved fairy skirt is an antique, a genuine, priceless thousand-year-old antique!

When he thought of the treasure he had treasured for many years, he was ruined by the little girl in front of him, and his heart was about to break.

"I'm not a thief, the wide-sleeved Liuxian dress is a gift from Brother Wang and Brother Hao.

Nightshade's face was full of grievances, and she was not afraid of Zhao Wenchang, but replied directly.

"Xiao Kui was in Jiang Guo's palace back then, and he wore it every day, how can you say that it was your thing?"

"Jiang Guo?!"

Zhao Wenchang seemed to hear something incredible, and laughed unabashedly.

"Jiang Guodu has been extinct for more than a thousand years, little sister, could it be that you are not a human, a ghost, or an old woman who has lived for more than a thousand years?"

"Don't be kidding, you have to make up a decent reason, take it off in a slippery way, otherwise you won't blame me for being polite!"

After that, Zhao Wenchang saw that the nightshade still didn't look like he wanted to take it off, so he took three or two steps forward and approached him, wanting to snatch it and forcibly take off his clothes.

This move can be regarded as completely annoying Qin Hao on the side.

If this Zhao Wenchang spoke well, he would definitely be willing to spend money to buy this wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirt.

After all, although this skirt used to be nightshade's, it has been passed for thousands of years, and now it nominally belongs to Yong'an Dang and belongs to Zhao Wenchang's name.

It also makes sense to buy it back with money.

But Zhao Wenchang's move just now made him immediately dispel this idea.

Not only did he scold his own daughter-in-law for being an old woman, but he actually stretched out his salty pig hand and wanted to forcibly strip off his clothes!

Suddenly, his spiritual power was released to shock Zhao Wenchang back, and then he grabbed him in the air and lifted him into the air.

"This wide-sleeved flowing immortal skirt has always been our thing, but it is just stored here with you, now I take it back, do you have any opinions?"

Qin Hao's tone was cold, and he did not restrain the killing intent on his body at all, and exerted all his pressure.

"No, no... No, no, I have no opinion..."

At this moment, Zhao Wenchang felt that he was almost suffocating.

It's like being hung in the air with a rope, breathless, and the limbs are constantly struggling and twitching, but in vain.

His eyes were full of horror, and he used his last strength to beg for mercy.

"Hmph!"

After giving enough punishment, Qin Hao put away his spiritual power, like this kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, as long as he exerts a little pressure, he can scare him to the core.

Kill, that's completely unnecessary.

First of all, Qin Hao is not a person who loves to kill, and secondly, killing this kind of person has no other benefit except dirty hands, but will splash blood.

That would only be a waste of a good mood for the day.

As long as he doesn't come to annoy people.

"Ouch!"

As Qin Hao's strength withdrew, Zhao Wenchang fell directly from mid-air under the effect of gravity, sat on the ground with his butt, and let out a terrible howl.

Being bullied like this, he said in his heart that he was not angry, it must be false.

But as soon as he thought of Qin Hao's magical demon technique, he shrunk his neck with palpitations, and he didn't dare to have any superfluous thoughts at all.

However, it was impossible not to let out the fire in his belly, so he had to turn the spearhead to Sedum on the side.

"Sedum, you guy who eats inside and out, not only skips my work, but also brings this woman surnamed Tang to Yong'an to eat and drink, are you impatient?"

he blew his beard angrily and stared at his eyes, his eyebrows were upside down, as if he had finally found an outlet, and kept scolding.

"We will never be idlers, especially the kind of people who are restless and self-conscious, and want to use their identities that have been mixed up for more than ten years to run away and embezzle other people's property. "

What are you looking at?"

Zhao Wenchang scolded in a row.

When I thought that when Xue Jian was still the eldest lady of the Tang family, I had to be inferior when I saw her, like a slave.

Now that she is in trouble, she must take this opportunity to humiliate her well!

"Hey, Zhao Wenchang, what you said is too much!"

Sedum immediately slapped the table and refuted.

"Although Xue Jian is no longer from Tangjiabao, you don't need to say this about her, right?!"

"Hmph! I said this quite lightly, she stayed with me last night, eat, what kind of money is not needed?"

Zhao Wenchang didn't give him face at all, and still sneered.

"It's not me who said, you are no longer the eldest lady of the Tang family, don't eat and drink in Yong'andang, we can't afford to lose our small business, don't you say?"

"I'm sorry..."

Hearing this, Xue saw a little inferior and lowered her head.

In the past, she was indeed the eldest lady of the Tang family who was rude and willful, but she didn't think she felt sorry for anyone else, or someone with a lower status than her.

Yes, it's just that others are afraid of Tang Kun's favor for her, so they stay away.

Now that she has left Tangjiabao, she has lost her former noble status, and has become a refugee who everyone can bully, and she has nothing to say.

And her sorry was not for Zhao Wenchang, but for Sedum, Qin Hao and others.

After all, they did use Yong'an's things because of themselves, and as usual, they did need to pay Zhao Wenchang.

Therefore, she believes that her existence is causing them trouble.

"Xue Jian..."

Sedum looked at her and was silent for a long time, then turned his head to Zhao Wenchang and said, "Just count her share of money on my head."

"Haha, yes... Count it on your head.

Zhao Wenchang laughed treacherously, stretched out two fingers towards Sedum, and said cheaply: "According to your salary, you still owe me two hundred years of part-time work, and I am afraid that you will continue to be my subordinate in the next life

!" "Moreover, you have to pick up dung every day, wash the pit, and don't want to eat if you can't finish it!"

Sedum let out a nasal voice of disdain, then sat back in his chair and poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly.

"Wait, I'll give it back to you in a moment.

"You're still there..."

Zhao Wenchang opened his mouth and wanted to scold again, but when he saw Qin Hao cast a gaze full of murderous intent, he was suddenly frightened and trembled.

"Let you wait and wait, don't talk so much nonsense.

Qin Hao said coldly.

This sentence directly frightened Zhao Wenchang and nodded his head, said yes again and again, and then stood aside like a subordinate.

Don't even dare to put one more fart.

After all, he didn't want to be hoisted into the air anymore, feeling the suffocation from death.

...

Half an hour later, Zhao Wenchang's feet were a little numb, and he was about to take a chair to sit down, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

The people followed the prestige.

I saw that Xu Changqing slowly stepped in from outside the door.

His body was covered in mud and dust, and there was some dark green blood on the edge of the scabbard on his back, apparently he had just returned from the demon eradication.

But his expression did not have the joy after successfully slaying the demons, but a solemn look on his face.

As soon as he came in and saw Qin Hao and Sedum, he immediately said in a deep voice.

"Brother Jing, Brother Qin, something is wrong!".