Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

2151: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 5 Answers

All this happened just between the electric light and flint.

The response of Cang Pojun was that Li Moying was half a shot full. It was only then that he fully reacted and pulled out a long knife, blocking Li Moying and Liu Muyan.

The master of the attack just now, who suffered the thunderous thunder of Li Moying, couldn't help but make a humming noise, quit a few steps, and stopped the attack.

However, the jade box that the man in black had just held was also snatched by the visitors.

Several people found out that what Liu had just attacked was a man in a black robe. Unlike other men in black, he had a very delicate ghost mask on his face.

At first glance, this mask is very scary, but when you look closely, it looks simple and delicate, revealing a mysterious and strange atmosphere.

Seeing this, Li Moying was surprised, but she still didn't understand the expression, "Who is the driver?"

The ghost-faced man did not answer, but looked at Li Moying with a kind of unpredictable eyes across the mask.

This kind of gaze, with a cold atmosphere, makes people very uncomfortable.

Cang Pojun couldn't help but clenched the knife in his hand and drank abruptly: "Presumptuous! What are you looking at? Who are you? Dare to offend our young master like this!"

"Master Sovereign?" The taunting voice of the ghost-faced man came, "Hehe, interesting ... Are you Li Moying?"

Li Moying whispered coldly: "Yes, who are you? Who is hiding it? What is it?"

The ghost-faced man sneered, his laughter was extremely sharp, and it sounded even more appalling, "Sure enough, you are, very good, very good! It has been a long time since no one can hurt me! You are sure! Unfortunately, you are not Mu Chengying, you can't stay with me! This bipolar Xuan Lan ... you are destined to not get it! "

He spoke so arrogantly and did not show the slightest respect for Li Moying. He was naturally very harsh in listening to the ears of the defending army.

He could hardly control himself, and he had to teach the ghost-faced man a lesson.

However, Li Moying pressed his hand on his shoulder, shook his head at him, and signaled that he could not act lightly.

"So ... what is the price you want to return to Bipolar Xuanlan?" Li Moying's tone was calm. He seemed to have accepted his failure, and was preparing to trade with the ghost-faced man in a trading way. Back to the herb.

Cang Baojun was unwilling, but still understood that in the current situation, it is the most important thing to get back bipolar Xuanlan.

No matter what the price is now, as long as Li Moying's detachment can be cured, he can always find his way back!

The ghost-faced man also saw that Li Moying was only a tactic of slowing down his soldiers, and immediately gave a hoarse sneer, "What price is the Lord Li Shao willing to pay in order to get back the bipolar xuanlan?"

Li Moying's expression was still calm. "How about your condition?"

The ghost-faced man smiled, stretched out his fingers, and pointed at Huang Yeli, not far behind Li Moying. "I want ... the little girl behind you!"

Li Moying's face changed. "What do you mean?"

The ghost-faced man said coldly: "As long as the master Li Shao lets your fiancee go with us, this bipolar Xuanlan will give you!"

"Daydreaming!"

Li Moying's handsome face passed a trace of killing intention, and the purple light sword in his hand could not help making a slight current sound.

The ghost-faced man's gaze moved towards the long sword in Li Moying's hand, and looked a little daunted.

(End of this chapter)