My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 890 897 Hit her head with a small hammer!
Judge Cui, master and servant, looked at each other, but quickly missed the look.

Shangguan Yanwan was completely speechless, and with a flick of her wrist, she put away the Yin-Yang Xuanming Sword, which was really a false alarm.

When he turned his head, his eyes were full of surprise, and his gaze was fixed on Youshuang's hand.

"Where did you get the hammer?"

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Siyu came back to his senses, "Ah, the moment I just opened the box, Youshuang took out the hammer like lightning."

Judge Cui trotted over, with a pained expression on his face again.

"This is the Five Poison Meteor Hammer, and it is also one of my favorite magic weapons."

The corner of Shangguan Yanwan's mouth twitched, and she did not hide her disdain at all, "May I ask, Mr. Judge, which magic weapon here do you not like?"

It is really a question that hits the soul directly!
Judge Cui was speechless, these were indeed carefully collected by him, and naturally he liked every one of them.

Siyu looked at the hammer in Youshuang's hand, and thought of the scene where the female ugly threatened her before, and immediately pointed at the female ugly.

"Youshuang, use a small hammer to smash her head!"

Judge Cui: ...the wind was so strong that I didn't hear it clearly.

Female ugly: ... who am I, where am I, and what am I doing.

Shangguan Yanwan couldn't bear to see the scene where Judge Cui was being bullied, so she immediately turned her head and looked at the night ghost cats.

"Have you all chosen the magic weapon? If you continue to choose, you will lose your eyes!"

Zhao Ritian first came over with a knife on his shoulders, and gestured a few times with it in his hand, his face was full of joy.

Suddenly, poetry became popular, and I couldn't hold it back, and even recited a sour poem.

"Master, look, I got a knife. It says on the box, it seems to be called Nai He Dao! It's a beautiful day, Nai He Tian, ​​a good knife, and a good name!"

Before Shangguan Yanwan could comment, Judge Cui looked at him with some sympathy.

"The reason for this name is that the knife was made of scrap iron picked up under the Naihe Bridge."

Zhao Ritian: ... What a fucking ghost!

The so-called extreme joy begets sorrow, but that's all.

Huang Heihong held a long halberd in his hand, danced vigorously, and directly poked Zhao Ritian into a corner and cried.

"Master, master, look at my exquisite pair of wings! Isn't it handsome? I look like a general, don't I?"

Jin Miedi rushed over suddenly, without giving him any face, holding a fork in his hand, and caught his halberd.

"Hahaha, which general would be so wretched, cutting people around with a pair of scissors! Take a fork from me! Watch my Wangchuan flame fork show its power!"

The flying snake with two wings flung its head coquettishly, and from some box, it turned out a cloud banner!

"Get out of the way, all of you! Lao Tzu's reminder to stop the cloud is the most powerful! Master, look quickly! It's not that powerful!"

It's obviously a very powerful magic weapon, but he swung it from side to side. If you didn't know it, you thought he was doing a lion dance or doing street juggling!
Shangguan Yanwan looked at a group of guys who seemed to be mentally retarded, and just wanted to bury her face, please stop calling me!

Shangguan Yanwan really didn't want to see a group of mentally retarded people flying around in front of her, but luckily there was also a mature and prudent night ghost cat.

Just as he turned his head to take a look and gave him an appreciative look, the night ghost cat suddenly shook his sleeves, revealing two hidden swords.

"Master, look quickly, these two Hidden Swords can kill ghosts invisible, if there are little ghosts to provoke you in the future, old man, I will make them fly out of their wits!"

Shangguan Yanwan: ...

The backhand was a slap, and it was sent flying.

(End of this chapter)