Chapter 133 Gu Bronze (middle) [Come to the starting point APP to cast a monthly ticket]
"Please take a seat."
With just a thought and a wave of my hand, a sofa appeared out of thin air behind us. The Golden Crow Immortal, yes, it’s the Golden Crow Immortal. I’m going to call it Golden Crow Immortal now. It sat down, pulled off its white turban and casually
With a flick of my eye, it turned into a handsome young man. With a bang, the white scarf turned into a folding fan. I took a closer look and saw that it was me in white clothes.
, the way I tied my hair up, yes, it became what I looked like.
It looked into my eyes, curled up a smile at the corner of its mouth, and said: "I have heard Hanba several times in your body, but those versions are all wrong, you have been deceived, hahaha
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At the end of the sentence, he fanned himself with a fan, and then suddenly threw it to me. When I caught it, it turned out to look like Wang Huizhen again, wearing a high-slit floral cheongsam and stiletto heels.
, the long legs like white lotus roots danced in front of me the most fashionable dance in the West at the moment. The brisk and shy dance steps looked lifelike, and everything was perfect, but even the eyes were still green and looked...
Somewhat evil.
I turned over my fan and already held Zhusha in my arms. Her long hair was draped on my shoulders and she looked at me tenderly. However, Zhusha's eyes were also dark green. When she was about to kiss her, I shouted
Close the fan and the cinnabar disappears.
I turned the fan into the blood mist again, held it in my hand and watched it still dancing. I waited quietly for it to finish dancing. It took a few small breaths and fanned its cheek with my hand.
Orchid brought her finger to her red lips and raised her eyebrows, "Yeah, you see, it's really interesting to be a human being. Love, hate, and hatred are really just a matter of life and death, but you hurt my heart, Guo Zan, you
If you can torture me for a while, I can torture you for a lifetime."
The Wang Huizhen it turned into looked so much like her, her expressions, movements, and eyes were all the same. She turned into a cryer at the end, and her complaining tone and timbre were like ten fingers clasping deeply on my heart.
I couldn't bear the pain, and I felt secretly indebted to Wang Huizhen.
"That's enough!" I slapped the armrest of the sofa and stood up, but at this moment, its slender fingers turned over, and a bright silver dagger appeared in its hand. No, this one
The dagger grew up! It eventually turned into a long halberd, which is the three-pointed, two-edged sword of Yang Jian in the Legend of the Gods.
Immediately afterwards, its skin squirmed. After turning around, its long black hair turned into a black mist. The black mist sat back on the sofa again and punched the three-pointed two-edged knife hard.
On the ground, several bolts of lightning flashed from the black mist above the head, and there was a faint sound of thunder but it was not loud. On the ground, blood gurgled out, gradually turning into a blood pool. Drops of sticky blood came from the black mist.
The drops fell into the pool of blood, making a tinkling tinkling echo.
I was extremely fed up. A black light flashed in my hand. I held up an umbrella and crossed my legs on the sofa. "What are you doing? Are you kidding me?"
It shook its head slowly and let out a long sigh, "Every detail of my contact with you is a reminder for you in the future. Now let's get back to the subject. Regarding the Lama Divination Cauldron, it is made of Gu bronze.
OK, I want to tell you a story about Han Ba, the messenger of hell."
