Cheng Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

In a sense, this is the first top-quality spiritual weapon made by Cheng Fan.

It has a square figure and a brown-red appearance. It is a good tool for knocking people, killing people and robbing people, and traveling at home.

When you swung it, it felt very smooth when you hit someone.

In addition to the most lethal accidents, the extremely confusing appearance is also a highlight of it. When thrown away anywhere, no one knows that this is a top-quality spiritual weapon.

When Cheng Fan first refined, no attack formation was added, but he was very furious to draw more than a dozen breath-catching formations and defensive formations.

I did have the idea of ​​practicing silhouette at the beginning, but later I found that without an attacking formation, the power would be too weak.

Moreover, the thunder magic and flying sword were more handsome and more fragrant, so they gradually left it idle.

At first he used it to plaster the corner of the table, but later he refined the table into a spiritual weapon and it became gloriously unemployed and turned into an ordinary "brick".

The one that can't be found even if you throw it into the rotating pile.

Cheng Fan thought about it and found that its wish was so simple, and it seemed no big deal to satisfy it.

Let’s go back and ask if Xie Yu wants it. When it’s inconvenient to become Bai Wuchang, you can also have an extra method to fight the enemy.

After experimenting with the spirit of the weapon, Cheng Fan naturally put his ideas on the heads of animals and plants in the backyard.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his figure swayed, and he disappeared into the practice room.

The next moment, a dark purple figure covered with dazzling star patterns appeared beside the pond.

The spiritual consciousness fell on a fish swimming like a shuttle in the pond.

[You are not a fish, you don’t understand my happiness.]

Cheng Fan smiled and looked at the cute little white whale in the pool.

Under its fair and bright forehead, a pair of black and wise big eyes were filled with smiles, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

[Hehe, I have an Italian water cannon, but I can't fire at this man. Wait for the fat man, I have to wait for that fat man...]

Cheng Fan:......

Otherwise, call Xie Yu back in advance?

It is not necessary to satisfy the children's wishes.

His eyes immediately fell on the willow trees by the lake.

[In the middle of winter, I still have green buds on my body. Is it a cow awesome?]

Cheng Fan smiled and said, "Awesome"

Then his spiritual consciousness continued to change and listen to the voices of all things.

Just when Cheng Fan was having a lot of fun, there was a new choice in his spiritual consciousness.

Um?

Where did this girl come in?

It looks strange.

Is it a pilgrim?

No, I’ve already closed my door to thank the guests today.

Cheng Fan was confused.

At this moment, an oversized water mass that had been accumulating for no reason flashed past Cheng Fan.

【Wuhu! Fire!】

Cheng Fan laughed and cursed, secretly pointed out a spiritual energy, and the "Italian shell" that controlled it landed on the ground in advance, splashing a large splash of water.

【It’s so dangerous! I’ll be hit with one more step!】

Yi Qingxue patted her chest with lingering fear, shocked.

Cheng Fan's spiritual sense fell on the person who came and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The aura fluctuates at the fifth level of Qi training and weak mana. Even Xie Yu, who is at the third level of Qi training, is not as good as Xie Yu, and is vulnerable.

Cheng Fan ignored her and continued to tease the little white whale. His spiritual sense still fell on the girl, and he secretly guessed her identity.

In his spiritual sense, this thin-dressed and petite girl was looking at his back with her gentle and bright cat-like eyes, as if she wanted to talk to him.

Perhaps because she dressed very little, her already very fair and delicate little face looked pale and looked pitiful.

Cheng Fan thought to himself: "It looks like a girl with a slight social terror."

Just as he was about to turn around and say hello to her, he suddenly heard her heart:

[The back looks tall and beautiful... Could it be a back killer, right?]

[But don't turn around, I don't want to experience the feeling of shattering my dreams! I don't want to collapse the house!]

Cheng Fan curled up unnaturally while holding the fish food fingers, shaking off part of them, which immediately caused the fish to compete for food.

[Hiss-! What a cruel man, can't he evenly get rid of the rain and dew? He insists on letting this small harem beat you to the death?]

“…”

It sounds like it's the sequelae of the harem competing for favor dramas.

Will this be a "slight social terror"?

Another look at the thin girl who is pitiful and like a weak willow in her mind, she may fall apart at any time.

Cheng Fan was a little doubtful about whether his magical powers had gone wrong.

Not sure, take a look.

"Hello... Can you disturb me?"

Yi Qingxue's voice was soft, and she was like a little cat.

Even Cheng Fan couldn't stand her numb voice.

It’s not that it’s so uncomfortable that it can’t stand it, but it’s a bit enjoyable.

Cheng Fan lifted up his robe, stood up and turned to her.

He is not a killer behind his back and will not collapse the house.

Looking at the Taoist who stood up in front of him who was two heads taller than him, Yi Qingxue swallowed unyieldingly.

A pair of long legs look even longer under the wrapping of a purple robe.

This man is like a character who came out of the fairy tale book.

Born with sword eyebrows, handsome face, deep facial features, bright black eyes, extremely clear as stars.

The dark purple robe she wore was wearing had silver patterns, like a deep and boundless night sky, making people unable to help but be among the gods.

【husband!】

Yi Qingxue's mouth suddenly became a little dry and she couldn't help but start to secrete saliva.

Cheng Fan looked at her, and her pair of eyes with searching made her breathing a little.

The sound is gentle and magnetic.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Yi Qingxue."

[I am your sweetheart! Are you willing to be the hero in my life?]

Yi Qingxue's fair and tender face was dyed with a light pink color.

She said again: "You, are you a disciple of Drishui Temple?"

【Say you are!】

Cheng Fan felt funny in his heart. The little girl looked shy and cute on the outside, but she looked different inside, full of a sense of separation.

Could she have a dual personality?

Shaking his head, it didn't look like it.

Cheng Fan did not rush to check her past with his eyes, and started chatting with her with great interest.

"Yes, I'm a disciple of Drishui Temple."

Although he is a master, in a sense, this statement is not wrong.

Yi Qingxue blinked, with a hint of cat's delicacy.

He asked softly: "Can I add your WeChat message?"

[All tasks or not tasks are left aside! Nothing is more important than adding Brother's Wechat!]

Cheng Fan: "...I don't need WeChat."

Task?

Did she come to see the task?

Cheng Fan nodded in his heart.

This tribulation will inevitably cause him some minor trouble.

This is not difficult to pass on, just give her a small warning to the forces behind her.

Let them figure out their positioning.
Chapter completed!