Chapter 181

Ji Yunting looks at a Zhao with his eyes open.

Ah Zhao didn't care. Once again, she was happy to touch the box. No surprise, she found seven pieces of Aurora plumes, plus a lot of gold coins and some small materials.

"All for you." A Zhao gave the box to Ji Yunting.

The enchantment copy is very difficult, and the quality of the things opened is also good.

If Ji Yunting takes out these things and puts them in the trading bank, he can also get a lot of income.

Holding the box, he suddenly gave birth to the illusion that he was taken care of by a rich woman.

He shook his head hard and threw the strange idea out of his mind.

When they came out of the magic copy, a Zhao suddenly thought of one thing: "ah, right! Come with me. "

She took Ji Yunting, two people are a blink, to the previous piece of plain.

Wushan and Yunyu are still there.

But at the moment the state is not very good, both residual blood.

Both had planned a truce.

Because they found out later that they were very tired.

Both sides are originally the game of love, not to what does not die endlessly.

What's more, it's really painful to play this game. It's really painful to have a stab on your body. In case you really die once, that feeling is also very bad.

But since ah Zhao has come, they don't want to die.

Just as Wushan and Yunyu had a tacit understanding, they were ready to put away their weapons and take a step back. Suddenly, Wushan's feet slipped. Subconsciously, he opened his hand to maintain his body balance, so "coincidentally", he stabbed Yunyu's body with a knife.

Yunyu said Wocao Wushan, your uncle is playing Yin! "

She watched her blood Shua Shua falling down, and was about to see the bottom. How could she swallow this breath in her heart?

Without saying a word, he tore up a blasting scroll: "mother NIMA is going to be the last one to die!"

"Bang!"

The fire splashed, standing on one side of Ji Yunting subconsciously reached out to block his eyes.

Now, the two people in it will never die again.

He turned his head and saw a Zhao's surprise exclamation: "as expected, nothing can provoke women. Blow up the scroll. How much pain do you have to explode?"

Ji Yunting:

He looked at the still smoking explosion, and thought without expression: I also think that we can't easily provoke women.

When the smoke and dust disappeared, there were only two clouds of white light left at the place where the two people were, which were just the things dropped randomly after their death.

A Zhao went over and picked up the things to have a look.

What Yunyu left behind was a gorgeous and colorful fashion, which Ji Yunting knew and was the only one of them. It took a lot of means for Yunyu's woman to get it.

However, a Zhao's face was disgusted: "what she treasures most is this thing?"

What Wushan left behind is a long knife.

This knife is to let a Zhao's eyes shine: "this is a good thing to see!"

She threw it to Ji Yunting.

Ji Yunting was helpless: "I am a swordsman."

Wushan is one of the most excellent swordsmen in this sword, but no matter how good he is, he can't use it as a swordsman.

"So..." A Zhao some dissatisfaction, "these two are really more than one waste, even a better thing can not fall down."

Ji Yunting:

He took a silent look at the two things in his hand that were enough to make female players and swordsmen crazy, and chose silence again.