Chapter 737

Late at night.

Li Wanqing woke up from her lethargy and found herself in a strange room. Not far away, there was a man sitting upright. She was immediately flustered.

"Don't panic, Miss Li. Nothing has happened since you were unconscious."

Zhao Yun sat with his back to Li Wanqing and his voice was incomparably magnanimous.

At this time, it reflects the importance of character. If Zheng Feiyue said this, Li Wanqing must not believe it in his heart, but this came from Zhao Yun, and the credibility is very high.

Li Wanqing took a breath and reached out to touch the scarf on his face: "did Zilong ever see my face?"

Zhao Yun shook his head: "no, someone wanted to see it, but I stopped it."

It goes without saying who someone refers to.

Li Wanqing whispered, "thank you. For some reason, I can't be seen."

Zhao Yun still turned his back to her, and his voice was calm: "Miss Li, let's rest for the moment and wait until dawn tomorrow, but just leave. No one will touch you with me."

Li Wanqing gave a slight "um".

Outside the door.

Zheng Feiyue, Chang Yuchun and others listen to the movement of the room like thieves.

"Is Zilong a piece of wood? With such a good opportunity, he still plays the trick of treating people with no disrespect. If he goes on like this, he will be single all his life!" Zheng Feiyue hates iron and steel.

Chang Yuchun scratched his head and said, "I think it's very good. Not everyone likes hooligans."

Zheng Feiyue looked at Chang Yuchun and looked sharp: "who do you say is a hooligan?"

Chang Yuchun: "(￣ ー)"

After listening for a while, there was no movement in it, only two even and calm breathing sounds.

"Rotten wood can't be carved. It's gone."

Zheng Feiyue thought it was boring and went back to bed.

The crowd also dispersed.

The next morning.

Li Wanqing pushes away Zhao Yun's room and just sees Zheng Feiyue coming out of the room. He is stretching his arms and legs in the early morning sun. His actions are strange and incomprehensible.

"Good morning."

Zheng Feiyue greeted with a smile.

Li Wanqing thought of what happened yesterday and said angrily, "shopkeeper Zheng, it's better not to joke. It hurt everyone's peace in vain."

Zheng Feiyue pretended to be a fool and said, "are you kidding? Aren't you and Zilong good friends? I heard you two talking very happily last night. Why do you blame me again?"

Li Wanqing took a deep breath and once again learned Zheng Feiyue's shamelessness. She really had nothing to say and set off a fragrance and went away.

"Come and play often."

Zheng Feiyue said with a smile. Looking back, he saw Zhao Yun come out and said angrily, "you're an unlucky guy. You've got a chance to put it on the bed. Why don't you try hard?"

Zhao Yun blushed with shame: "boss, don't worry about me and Wanqing in the future. I... I have my own opinion."

"You think I want to take care of it. With your little means of picking up girls, I'm afraid you have to lick dogs all your life. The times are changing, and the set of modest gentlemen is no longer popular." Zheng Feiyue said.

Zhao Yun said blankly, "what's popular?"

"You have to be overbearing, overbearing, you know? Girls eat this now." Zheng Feiyue has a good reason.

Zhao Yun was even more at a loss.

Han Shizhong walked into the distance and said with a smile, "Zilong, don't listen to him. I think Li Wanqing appreciates your gentleman style. Just keep it up."

Zheng Feiyue picked his eyebrows and said, "you old bachelor, dare you question my brother's means of picking up girls?"

Han Shizhong waved his hand, didn't want to argue with him, and went away.

Zhao Yun followed.

Zheng Feiyue was idle and hurt. He lingered in the yard for a while. He went out with a stick to practice the house word formula.

……

Thirteen kilometers northwest of the evil god sect, there is a mountain peak called fairy peak.

There is a palace on the mountain, called the fairy hall.

The owner of the hall is bald and loves women. There are many harem.

Especially after this guy got a peerless good knife, his combat effectiveness increased and became more and more arrogant, and the number of harem doubled.

This day.

Wang Xiaohua woke up from several pairs of white lotus root arms and got bad news.

Zheng Feiyue, his "good brother", made another big move. He not only beat the representatives of the six major doors, but also said frankly that he wanted to create a magic weapon of innate merit and virtue.

Innate merit magic weapon

Wang Xiaohua was stunned for a long time before he realized what it was.

At the bottom of his heart, he thought that "although it is absurd, it is really possible if Zheng Feiyue did it".

This mood has nothing to do with trust, just because it is a natural reaction to suffer a lot from a person.

Wang Xiaohua pushed away the beautiful concubine, took out the good knife from the childhood world, and gently stroked it, as if she were stroking her favorite lover.

To be exact, this Dao is his best lover, better than many beauties in the harem.

"He must be jealous of my knife and want to create a shit congenital merit magic weapon to compete with me!" Wang Xiaohua narrowed her eyes and showed a disdainful expression.

"The frog at the bottom of the well doesn't know the power contained in this knife at all. What if it is a congenital merit magic weapon? Under my knife, I still have to bow down and be a minister!"

"I want to see what you can do with your merit and magic weapon?"

Time passed in a hurry.

After the big doors waited anxiously, the magic weapon sect finally heard something.

The congenital magic weapon is coming.

On this day, there was a red cloud above the magic weapon sect.

A strange wave spread far and far through the protectorate array.

There are many people outside the magic ware sect. In addition to the representatives of the six major gates, there are also many casual practitioners who come from hearing the news.

The birth of a magic weapon is a great thing, let alone a magic weapon of innate merit.

Even if you can't get it, it's good to see it.

The red clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and more and more people are gathering.

At this time, there was a noise from the crowd.

It turned out that Wang Xiaohua arrived with her beautiful concubines, carrying the knife with peerless ferocity in her hand. Along the way, others forced her back one after another.

The representative of the evil god sect frowned and said, "little Lord, what are you doing here?"

Wang Xiaohua stood with a knife in her arms and sneered: "I heard that someone is talking big and wants to create a magic weapon of innate merit and virtue. Today, someone has a special look."

Everyone was silent.

The contradiction between Zheng Feiyue and Wang Xiaohua is well known.

Wang Xiaohua came here today. She won't look so simple. She obviously came to make trouble.

Several religious representatives looked at each other and quickly reached a consensus.

Today's early bird has been found!

Qian wangsun stood up and said with a smile, "brother Xiaohua, it's rumored that the treasure knife you got from your childhood is unparalleled in the world. Even that LV Jian is no longer your opponent. It's the first person in the world. It's well deserved."

Wang Xiaohua said with a smile, "my knife is really very handy."

"I just don't know how to compare Zheng Feiyue's innate merit and virtue magic weapon?" Qian wangsun showed a smile. "I think brother Xiaohua also wants to know the result?"

Wang Xiaohua hummed, "yes, I'm here today to see if this magic weapon blowing heaven can match the treasure knife in my hand."