Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 60

When Wen Huchen heard Mu Yun's call, he immediately regained his spirits, and said in a deep voice, "Wen is here, thank you for the blessing from Mr. Xing."

After finishing speaking, he heard the howling wind, and a long weapon of more than eight feet broke through the wall of fire and charged straight at Wen Huchen's chest.

Seeing this, Wen Huchen didn't dare to be negligent, he saw the right moment, his arms slammed and slammed, and immediately unloaded the rushing momentum of the Panlong Zijin spear, and then saw him with a big hand, holding the ordinary handle of the gun. At the junction with swallowing.

Qiang Zuan raised his eyes to look at the same time, but his expression suddenly changed, and he was silent for a while.

Dare to feel that there is a cold crescent-shaped twig on the side of the Panlong Zijin Spear, which has turned into a green dragon halberd as a whole.

Seeing that Wen Huchen was so rude, and when they remembered that he had accused Xi Kaiyu just now, they thought that this is called the June debt, and it will be repaid quickly, but it depends on how you will deal with it now.

It's just that before Wen Huchen could speak, he heard Mu Yun's solemn voice say: "In the seven years of Zhengtong's war against the Yuan Dynasty, General Wen commanded two thousand warriors, and fought against more than ten thousand Beiyuan cavalry at Jiayuguan. Not retreating for three months. This Panlong Kaitian halberd broke off because of killing too many enemies in that battle, this experience must be still fresh in General Wen's memory, right?"

Although everyone knew that Wen Huchen was born in the army and became a bandit angrily because he was dissatisfied with Shangguan's chaotic government, they had never heard of such heroic deeds from him.

It must be known that although people in the martial arts disdain to make friends with the government, after all, defending the family and the country are the same hatred, and at this moment, everyone can't help being awe-inspiring.

Wen Huchen's eyes were faintly red, but then he laughed loudly and said: "Wen is no longer a member of the army, it doesn't matter if the word 'general' is not mentioned, thank you Mr. Xing for returning my true colors to this Panlongkaitianji, Wen thought to himself that he would never disappoint your expectations."

Although there are not many words, there is a sense of heroic sympathy. After hearing this, Mu Yun smiled and said: "Master Wen, you don't have to be polite. No matter whether you are in the court or in the wild, your heart of protecting the country and the people, punishing evil and promoting good will never change. , I also sincerely wish Master Wen's ambition to be rewarded."

Wen Huchen said ashamed, and returned to the place with the halberd.With the re-forging of the three weapons, the atmosphere in the field became more active, and everyone whispered, guessing who the next lucky one would be.

Here, Xiao Lei looked around, but he laughed and said: "Miao, Miao, it seems that the real foodie and his disciples and grandchildren have really slipped away, and they can't pick up this ready-made bargain."

Seeing his schadenfreude look, Yu Bingru couldn't help laughing and said: "Even if the colorless real person doesn't show up, Mr. Xing's favor will always be done, otherwise it won't look good on face."

Xiaolei was about to say something to refute, but suddenly heard Mu Yunyang say: "Mr. Fu, the little god of wealth, is there? Please, Mr. Fu, take the sword of ten thousand evils."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man in a brocade robe and jade belt and luxurious clothes came out of the crowd, and responded with a smile: "Xiao Ke Fuyu Lun is here, I respectfully ask Mr. Xing to give me the knife."

This little God of Wealth is about 30 years old. He has a very handsome appearance, and his manner is quite graceful. He is also shaking an iron fracture fan in his hand. The air is bursting, it is definitely not the appearance of ordinary vulgar merchants covered with copper stink.

What he had accepted the trial earlier was a Daguan knife, named "Wanxie Baodao". This knife was more than one zhang long and weighed 99 catties. Unfortunately, it was still smashed into pieces by the hammer of the Star God.

Everyone thought that this big knife must have an astonishing momentum, but at this time, there was a soft chirp, and a ball of white light passed through the fire wall and shot directly in front of Fu Yulun.

Fu Lun had already used all his strength, but when he saw it, he was greatly astonished. When the folding fan blocked the situation, the white light was caught in the fan surface.

He opened the folding fan and looked intently. He saw that it was actually a seven-inch short dagger that shone brightly. Fuyu Lun froze for a moment, and couldn't help but wonder, "Has Qi Shaoxia made a mistake? This is not Xiaoke's treasured sword."

Mu Yun paused for a while, but said indifferently: "I'm not mistaken, my grandfather said that Mr. Daofu's treasured sword has too many impurities, and the essence of it is only the first line of the blade that killed the East China Sea Evil Flood Dragon, so In desperation, I can only serve Mr. Fu so far."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Xiaolei laughed even further, clutching his stomach and panting, "It seems that Elder Xing really understands people, ha... This little god of wealth, a profiteer, has always been accustomed to shoddy. , this time being exposed by Old Xing in public, it can be regarded as self-rewarding~"

Yu Bingru and Xing Zhiying also looked at each other and smiled, at this time only Mu Yun continued: "In addition, I heard that Mr. Fu is good at close-up bunts, so it is convenient for you to use your strengths by eliminating the waste and saving the essence. , wouldn't it be more in line with Mr. Fu's extraordinary temperament?"

Although Fu Lun also felt that his face was dull, the seven-inch short dagger came from the hands of Xing Zhenliang after all, and he still made a profit without losing money, so he said: "Yes, Xiaoke will naturally remember Xing Zhenliang. The old teachings, and at the same time, I would like to thank Lao Xing for the treasure...cough...the treasured blade."

His precious "knife" turned into a precious "blade", although ninety-nine percent of its weight has been removed, but after all, there is an extra "point" at the key point.

After hearing this, Xiao Lei couldn't help but shook his head and said: "A villain's success is really a villain's success. It's really unreasonable for this profiteer to come to add trouble to my master."

Yu Bingru smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "This is unreasonable? Then Xiaolei, do you know the origin of the fan of the God of Wealth?"

Xiao Lei was startled when he heard the words, lowered his head and thought: "Fan? Isn't it just a normal iron fracture fan, it's nothing more than a little sour and fake vinegar."

Yu Bingru shook his head slowly and said, "The name of this fan, the God of Wealth, is 'Fixing', and the middle section of the fan bone is made of arctic magnets, which can absorb all hidden weapons of gold and iron. As for the fan surface, it is gilded by the rare unicorn blood black gold. Overwhelm, that is the real invincibility of water and fire, and the elimination of all kinds of poisons.”

Xiaolei couldn't help being jealous after hearing this, but Xing Zhiying's heart moved, and she frowned and said: "I heard from my grandfather that there is a treasure armor made of unicorn blood and black gold in the martial arts, called 'Renwu Qilin Armor'. Wrote a peerless magical skill, sister Yu, do you know this legend?"

Yu Bingru slightly nodded and said: "My master has mentioned it before, but this kind of thing is not true, most of it is just a fabrication. What's more, all the martial arts sects have their own unique skills. It is just that a mountain is higher than a mountain. I never think that There is really no peerless magic skill in this world that can stand out from the crowd."

After hearing this, Xing Zhiying secretly felt that it made sense, while Xiaolei was full of yearning, and was about to continue asking for details, but suddenly Mu Yun said loudly: "Is there a colorless real person from the Zhongnan School? Please take the colorless real person to receive the ancient sword of Jiucang. "

Xiao Lei thought that no one would answer this time, but unexpectedly, a little Taoist priest squeezed out from the crowd in the distance, and responded loudly: "Master, if there is something urgent, you have to go first, and the pindao Changjing respects Xing Xing on behalf of the master. The old bestows the sword."

(End of this chapter)