——"Oh, isn't this the Third Protector? What kind of wind------"
Before the owl finished his usual polite words, he was directly interrupted by Han Ji: "Okay, go and wrap up that suit of clothes for me, and I also want all the other items that Miss Xianyu picked.
Got it!"
The provocative gaze approached Xianyu, obviously looking for revenge for what happened a few days ago. Suddenly, Han Ji's pupils shrank violently.
Behind Xianyu, that tall figure, the fiery red battle suit, the beautiful face, and the unparalleled pair of purple eyes, it's her, it's really her------
The complex expressions of shock, jealousy, fear, and so on disappeared fleetingly on Han Ji's face, replaced by a false smile: "It turns out that sister Zirou is here too. We haven't seen her for so many years, and she is getting younger and more beautiful."
Saying that, Han Ji walked over in a few steps, stretched out her hands, and wanted to hold Meng Zirou.
Inexplicable boredom swept over Meng Zirou instantly.
Turning her body sideways without leaving a trace, avoiding the hands that were stretched out, Meng Zirou looked down at the owl leader: "I want this dress, and I'll give you double the price. All the things that Miss Xianyu picked will be wrapped and delivered to you.
Yunzhong Pavilion. Someone will naturally give you money when the time comes. If you are missing something, be careful and I will burn your Lingshi Pavilion."
Although the words were spoken to the owl leader, they were tantamount to a slap in Han Ji's mouth.
Staring at Meng Zirou angrily, Han Ji's face slowly turned icy blue.
Xianyu secretly mobilized her spiritual power, carefully guarding against Han Ji's sudden attack.
"Hurry up and go!" Meng Zirou shouted sharply, and with a scorching momentum, she rushed towards the owl's head.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes." The overwhelmed owl leader instantly understood who this person was in front of him. After a series of promises, he ran out in a hurry. This person couldn't afford to offend the winner, and he had already decided to single out Yongle Hall.
It spread throughout the demon world, and if someone accidentally offended her, she would be roasted into a rat and fucked.
"Sister Zirou, this is your fault. Do you have to fight for something that my sister likes for a servant?" Han Ji also felt the hot aura around her, her face softened slightly, and she continued her strange provocation.
With.
"Xianyu, let's go!" Meng Zirou turned around and took Xianyu's hand, looked at Xianyu gently, smiled slightly, but still didn't look at Han Ji.
With a stern look on her face, Han Ji looked at the fiery red back fiercely. Countless icicles appeared out of thin air and shot straight towards her.
"Be careful!" Xianyu screamed, and was about to step forward, but unexpectedly a wall of fire suddenly appeared, melting all the ice in an instant.
Slowly turning around and extinguishing the wall of fire, Meng Zirou looked at Han Ji expressionlessly and sneered lightly: "Are you only going to sneak attack from behind?"
The contemptuous eyes and cold words all challenged Han Ji's endurance limit. With a cold snort, a strange Emei thorn appeared on Han Ji's palm.
It is said to be an Emei thorn, but there is no ring. It is no more than a foot long. It is as thick as a man's finger, with slender and sharp ends. The whole body is crystal clear. It complements Han Ji's slender jade hand and emits a cold light.
"Ice and Snow Blade!" Xianyu was shocked and quickly stood in front of Meng Zirou. If something happened to her, he had an unshirkable responsibility. After all, everything happened because of Nishang Yuyi.
"You know what you are doing!" Before she finished speaking, Han Ji had already taken action. The ice and snow blade turned into several rays of cold light and shot straight at Meng Zirou. The speed was so fast that people were caught off guard.
Pushing Xianyu in front of him, a ray of red light appeared on Meng Zirou's fingertips. With a strong wave, a fiery red barrier protected himself and Xianyu. Then a ball of fire spurted out from his palm,
Rushing towards Han Ji fiercely.
Jumping up, Han Ji managed to avoid the scorching flames, retracted the ice and snow blade, glanced at the counter that turned into ashes behind her, and looked at Meng Zirou in disbelief. Even more than three hundred years ago, this guy's cultivation level was only
She is on the same level as Xianyu, and she has been reincarnated many times, and she has just been seriously injured? Even if she takes the elixir, it is impossible to be so powerful? Could it be the earth spirit------
With no time to think about it, the ice and snow blade in Han Ji's hand suddenly grew into a gleaming sword and stabbed Meng Zirou fiercely.
Meng Zirou, who was helpless, dodged quickly. Although he had profound skills, he had no moves at all. He could only transform his red figure into a series of phantoms, wandering around the pavilion. If he had the slightest chance, he would unleash the magic fire.
They attacked, but Han Ji resolved them one by one, and the battle fell into a stalemate.
Xianyu, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, couldn't help but secretly become anxious. He really didn't know how long his newly recovered body could last. If there was an accident, he really couldn't explain it to his master.
Meng Zirou, who was in the fierce battle, did not notice that another ice and snow blade rose quietly, and as the cold smile bloomed on Han Ji's face, it pierced the back of her heart like a meteor.
"No!" Xianyu screamed desperately, it was too late to take action.
"Bang!" An old wooden box next to it suddenly burst, and a flash of red light quickly hit the ice and snow blade. A crisp collision sound sounded, and the ice and snow blade swirled and pierced into the wall pillar.
The red light turned into a long sword, hanging upright in front of Meng Zirou. Like a loyal guard, protecting his master every step of the way. On the scabbard, two large blood-red characters stood out: Chi Lian.
"Han Ji, you are so despicable, you actually hurt someone with a secret arrow." An angry Xianyu stepped forward quickly, clenched his long whip, and pointed directly at Han Ji.
"The Ice and Snow Blades are a pair to begin with. It's because of your ignorance that you neglected to take precautions." Han Ji curled her lips indifferently and cast a sharp gaze at Meng Zirou.
——"Sister Zirou, the devil world is a place where survival depends on strength. If you are capable, show it in the blood stone ring and give yourself some face. You can live your life by seducing men with your beauty, and you are not ashamed."
"You------" Stopping the impulsive Xianyu, Meng Zirou agreed in a cold voice: "Then let's meet at the Blood Stone Arena!"
"Oh my, I tell you two aunts, just do your best, stop fighting, and let the villain live! If we continue to fight like this, this little Lingshi Pavilion will collapse!" The owl leader didn't know when it would happen.
He got out, with a sad face, and bowed repeatedly to the two beauties in front of him.
I thought that two noble people came today and could make a lot of money, but who knew that before I even got a penny, the store was about to be demolished. Even the Chi Lian sword that had been collected for many years claimed its owner.
It's really a waste of money.
Han Ji tidied up her slightly messy clothes and said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a few dollars? Just send someone to my Wind and Snow Temple to get it. I am the dignified Third Guardian, and I have a lot of strength and savings.
Unlike some people who pretend to be crazy even though they have no money, do you want me to pay the money for you too?"
I thought that the other party would be irritated by what she said and refuse flatly, but Meng Zirou smiled slightly, bowed and saluted: "Then thank you, sister! Can you please collect the money from the shopkeeper and send the items to Yunzhong Pavilion, and we will leave first.
Got it!"
With that said, regardless of Han Ji's livid face, she directly pulled Xianyu away.