Beauty's best bodyguard

What Heitou said was decidedly very tempting.

Seeing Xuanyuan Hongfu lying motionless on the ground, Yang Wei couldn't help thinking about it.

I have to say that besides the nice name, Xuanyuan Hongfu is also very good-looking and has a superb figure.

Although what Hei Tou said was very tempting, Yang Wei would never do such a thing. If he did such a thing, he would definitely be inferior to a beast.

But he still took advantage of it a little.

"Master, why don't you fuck her ruthlessly? By the way, this chick is really good-looking, a man has to be decisive, do whatever he wants, and don't be a softie." The black-headed voice said in Yang Wei's body.

Yang Wei walked into the Xuanyuan Arsenal on the fourth floor, cursing the blackhead in his heart: "Fuck your sister!"

If he listened to Heitou's advice, he would really do it, and he probably couldn't leave Xuanyuan's house.

Is this just a matter of doing it?

"I don't have a sister, I only have a brother. Besides, if I have a sister, master, you actually fucked with my sister and despised you. Your taste is really too strong." The black head's voice sounded in his body again.

After hearing Hei Tou's words, Yang Wei couldn't help cursing Hei Tou, "Get lost, if you say anything else, I will castrate you."

"Master, I was wrong, my admiration for you is like a torrent of river water..." Hei Tou flattered Yang Wei incessantly.

During this period of getting along, I found that apart from the brute force that is no less than that of the white tiger, the black head is also a chatterbox, because of a small matter, it can chatter non-stop.

Yang Wei ignored the nagging it lazily, and just walked into the fourth floor of Xuanyuan Arsenal. When he entered the fourth floor, he immediately felt a dense spiritual power in it. Compared with the first three floors, there are a lot less things.

In fact, if you walk down from the first floor in order, the things on each floor will become less and less, and the change will be that the level of spiritual artifacts on each floor will also be higher and higher.

This time Yang Wei didn't walk away in a hurry like the first three floors, but he walked while looking at the spiritual weapons placed on the weapon rack.

Spirit weapon is a general term, weapons are called spirit weapons, and spirit weapons belong to spirit weapons.

Shuiyun thorn, a fourth-grade spiritual weapon, is taken from the cold iron of the cold pool on the top of Kunlun Tianshan Mountain, and is refined by the master Ouyang Kun.

The bathing fire gun, the fourth-grade spiritual weapon, is made of flame stones, supplemented by high-quality black iron, refined by the master Ma Chang.

Tian Yuandao, a fourth-rank spiritual weapon...

Frost Sword...

A handful of weapons lay quietly on the weapon rack. The introduction, shape, and even the aura emanating from the spirit soldiers showed their extraordinaryness all the time.

If it was before, Yang Wei would definitely be moved when he saw these weapons, but now he is still a little moved, but he doesn't want them because, as Heitou said, there are more weapons on the next floor. OK.

He believed that with the help of Blackhead, it was possible for him to obtain a more powerful weapon.

After hearing Heitou's words, Yang Wei quickened his pace and walked towards the end of the fourth floor arsenal.

When Yang Wei just walked out of the fourth-floor arsenal, Xuanyuan Hongfu, who was lying on the ground, slowly woke up. She thought of why she was lying here. When she felt pain in her chest, , she gritted her teeth coldly, "Yang Wei, just wait, I will never let you go."

Yang Wei walked to the fifth floor of Xuanyuan Arsenal, and saw a tall middle-aged man with a big knife standing in front of the door of the fifth floor of Xuanyuan Arsenal. When he saw Yang Wei coming, he lifted the big knife , pointing to Yang Wei and said: "This road is blocked!"