Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 817 Mental loss, shock! (2)
You really are a difficult little devil, can't you get it back?

Men don't know, once a good thing falls into Ling Wu's hands, it will be four words, there will be no return. In layman's terms, it is meat buns, and if it is more elegant, it means that those who see it have a share and share it with you. Of.

Ling Wushuang raised her brows lightly, but before she agreed, the man opposite her turned his wrist.

"Om-"

The black air billowed, like a wisp of blue smoke, leaping about two meters high from the bright ground, baring its teeth and claws like a ghost, and within seconds, a jet-black spear appeared in his hand.

Spinning and humming, the body of the gun was pitch black, releasing a mysterious and ancient aura.

"Little devil, I'll give it to you." The man raised his hand, and the spear turned into a black awn and came out.

When Ling Wushuang saw this long spear, his whole body trembled faintly. At this moment, he reached out his hand reflexively to pick it up, and green smoke swirled through the space, turning into substance in Ling Wushuang's slightly curled palm, and there was a crisp touch. There was a sound, and the butt of the gun stomped firmly on the ice-like ground.

"Crack!"

The sound was very slight, but it was between lightning and flint. The entire land here was cracked like a cobweb, and the hairs were slender.

The divine power contained in this, this strange power, is unimaginable.

Ling Wushuang's eyes trembled, like waves on the surface of a lake, the slender fingers holding the jet-black spear suddenly tightened, and instantly felt the strength in his whole body like a speeding car, going straight up with the wind, and suddenly raised several times higher.

"Good stuff!" Tie Xiong's shock was beyond words.

Judging from his experience, this is definitely a treasure of minerals. It is sharp and sharp, but its breath is restrained, which can be called a masterpiece. Moreover, he seems to have a little impression of this long spear. It should be in some ancient book. I've seen it online, but I can't remember it for a while.

Tie Xiong was so carried away by the spear in front of him that he nodded and shook his head.

"It can still be like this!" There was also a burst of discussion from the surrounding crowd.

This is definitely a rare treasure of great value. It turns out that everything else is imaginary. They chose such a black stone in this man's small shop, and there are such incidental things. Really, how could they not be so lucky!

The expression on his face has not changed, and he still has a rogue expression that seems to be a smile but not a smile. Ling Wushuang glanced up and down at the things in his hands, his red lips opened and closed, and said two words lightly, "Not bad."

The long spear and the thing in her hand have the same aura.

The man on the opposite side choked, his face was calm, but he almost didn't vomit in his heart, but he squirmed behind his lips, and said in a serious voice, "If this is the case, then kid, shouldn't you Give me back what was in my hand."

What a dumbfounding answer. The things he has treasured for so many years, in the hands of this kid, got so many words.

Just good?

Ling Wushuang shrugged his shoulders, and after looking up and down at the black spear in his hand again, he said unhurriedly, "It's good..."

The man on the opposite side suddenly had a bad premonition, and sure enough, after that long sentence, Ling Wushuang said leisurely, "However, I still don't want to change, so what should I do."

This long spear is definitely a peerless treasure, and it can even compete with the Heavenly God Halberd sent by the Guangming Holy Soul Hall. However, she is not stupid. Since this man is willing to exchange such a precious thing, it means a question.

This piece of black spar is definitely worth far more than this black spear!
The man's dark brown eyes narrowed immediately, and he uttered a few words, "Little brat, that's a little too much."

The slow tone carried a dangerous breath, which made everyone around tremble.

This guy is finally angry.

"Jun Ling..." Tie Xiong's heart trembled immediately, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Ling Wushuang's clothes without any trace, and said softly, "It's better to change, this person is weird, we'd better not provoke him."

It is definitely not easy for a man who can take out such a treasure without blinking his eyes, but, on the surface, he is not even a mysterious master, and his behavior is even more weird. Can this not make people worry? ?

Ling Wushuang didn't squint, and met the eyes of the man opposite, raised the thing in his hand, and said, "I'll follow your rules, this thing is mine now, it's my freedom to change it or not. Is not it?"

The man pursed his lips fiercely, and Ling Wushuang said again, "Uncle, first of all, you have to figure out the situation. Now, you are forcing me to change."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched violently when Ling Wushuang called him uncle, his face was instantly covered with black lines.

I didn't expect to run into such a difficult person. This kid is really brave, and no one has ever dared to fight him like this.

Ling Wushuang smiled and said that, but the hand holding the black spear was tight, as if someone was trying to grab her, and said with a smile, "Why don't you tell me about the function of this spar?" , then I will know whether it is useful or not."

After thinking for a while, Ling Wushuang added, "Maybe, I really have a fate with this thing."

There was a smile on his face, but Ling Wushuang's eyes overflowed with a little bit of darkness.

"You have a good idea, kid." The man was annoyed, and immediately shouted expressionlessly, "Is this thing useful to you, Ben—" After a slight pause, the man flicked his sleeve robe, " I don't know yet!"

If it wasn't...it would be useless for anyone to hold this thing!

Ling Wushuang tilted his head and blinked innocently, "Then how did you know that?"

The man was about to be stunned by Ling Wushuang, his voice became louder, and his tone became a little annoyed, "The bloody breath flowing in your body is not me at all—" The man suddenly realized something, and the words he said stopped instantly, and raised his head. Looking at the person opposite, "Boy, you tell me what to say."

What a cunning little devil, he is really a fine person.

Ling Wushuang lightly shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands at him speechlessly, and said, isn't this a failure.

This man's reaction is not slow, the next words are the key point, but it's a pity that he stopped, what is the reason?The more this man kept secret about it, the more curious Ling Wushuang became.

"Hey..." The man lowered his head and let out a long and meaningful sigh, but in the next moment, when everyone could react, the hand in the sleeve robe quickly stretched out, volleying into claws, and retracted in vain.

Ling Wushuang's pupils shrank suddenly, and was pulled by an extremely powerful force, and his whole body staggered forward. Even though he had been on guard all the time, the black spar sheet he was holding tightly in his hand was released instantly!

(End of this chapter)