The Enchanting Killer Concubine: Stunning and Sharp

"Hmph, don't you feel ashamed of the person who left the weapon behind and ran away?" Bu Jinghua smiled lightly, showing contempt for Dongfang Shuo.Passionate picture feast
"It's just a lifeless blood sword. If you like it, you can take it!" Dongfang Shuo pointed weakly, signaling the blood sword to attack Bu Jinghua.

However, the blood sword didn't have the momentum it had before. It stopped in place, drooped the sword head, and wailed at Dongfang Shuo, which was quite human.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get rid of her!" Dongfang Shuo shouted angrily when he saw Xue Jian's sluggish appearance.

"Huh, Dongfang Shuo, a person like you is not worthy of possessing such a spiritual weapon as the blood sword. Do you think that weapons have no feeling? You are wrong, they also have feelings and can hurt, just like you You are simply incompetent when dealing with your own weapons!" Bu Jinghua took out her own weapon, the Purple Rock Spear, from the glazed bracelet. It is already strong enough, but I didn't expect it to be unable to withstand the impact of her eighth-level internal force. One time, she just endowed the eighth-level internal force on the Ziyan gun. Unexpectedly, the gun cracked a hole. A few shots would cost money, so she sealed the gun away and never used it. Unexpectedly, today, she couldn't help but took it out, looked at it silently, and gently stroked it with her fingertips. The crack that was still clearly left on the Purple Rock Spear, Bu Jinghua's expression was sad, and he felt a little distressed. [

The teacher said that a spiritual master of a certain level can repair this gap with the power of thought, so she has kept this gun all the time, hoping that one day she can repair it herself, but unfortunately, until now, she still does not have that ability.

Seeing Bu Jinghua take such good care of his weapon, the blood sword over there felt a strange sense of sadness, while Dongfang Shuo didn't take Bu Jinghua's behavior very seriously at the moment, even sneered at it.

"Hmph, is it necessary to look like this? Isn't it just a weapon? If it's gone, it can be remade!" Dongfang Shuo said.

These words didn't arouse much reaction from Bu Jinghua, but Xuejian, who reacted, even raised his head in astonishment, and looked at it incredulously, never thought that Dongfang Shuo would say such a thing.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, today is either you die or I live, blood sword, give it to me!" Dongfang Shuo just wants to let the blood sword hold Bu Jinghua again, and then run for his own life. The only one who suffers from tossing around is himself.

However, no matter what he called, Xue Jian didn't seem to hear it, and just stopped in place, without any intention of attacking Bu Jinghua.

"Blood sword, hurry up!" Dongfang Shuo couldn't help roaring when he saw that the blood sword was still.

This time, the blood sword actually resisted. After trembling and neighing a few times, it flew towards Bu Jinghua, but it didn't attack Bu Jinghua, but flew to Bu Jinghua's side. Turned the tip of the sword and pointed it at Dongfang Shuo.

"Xuejian, what are you doing?" Dongfang Shuo never expected that Xuejian, who had been with him for several years, would turn against him like this, and he was stunned for a moment.