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Chapter 133 Difficult to speak(1/2)

Su Lang was still there, holding three melons of different sizes and strange shapes in his hand.

"What a hell, why did you suddenly disappear."

"You are right, you are indeed hell, they are here."

"Mountain ghost? Ah! Is this true or false?"

Su Lang did not answer directly, but threw the three melons to Sikong Baisui.

The melon is dead and hard, like three balls of iron lumps.

"This? It's not melon, it's iron!"

"It's iron, three pounds of spiritual iron."

"Previous-Ancient-God-Arts-God-Essence-Iron?!"

Sikong Baisui finished speaking with a trembling voice, his hands and feet were cold, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He had a premonition that something big was about to happen, and it was very unfavorable to him.

"Then, just now, that melon, too..."

"Yes, that piece of iron is at least one pound."

Sikong is now dying. The spirit of the spirit is an ancient artifact. It is said that the founding master god in this domain is a great resource for the essence of heaven and earth, and is melted with boundless mental power. On the first day of Hongmeng, he once fought with the founding master god in all directions and wanted a sword.

If you get a sword, you need armor. What you do is change for no reason and have infinite magical powers. It is still unattainable for ordinary people to meet you. Who would have thought that someone would give it to him today, but he would even refuse it!

"Su Lang! I'm useless to think you are a brother. How could you not know about such a big deal? You, you, me, if I could beat you, I really want to strangle you to death! Ouch, I

Why is this life so miserable..."

"You must always have it in your destiny, and don't force it in your destiny. Some blessings are not something that everyone can enjoy."

Su Langyun said lightly, reaching out to get back the three "melons" that belonged to him.

Sikong Baisui held the "melon" tightly and took three steps back: "Oh, I remembered that you suddenly came here today and wandered around for most of the day to find those two mountain ghosts. What's the fate of you?

Nothing is in your fate, bullshit! You are clearly colluding with each other, and then delivering the goods after getting hooked up." Su Lang said: "Yes, not, whatever you think. But 'melon' is mine,

You give me the melon."

Sikong Baisui knew that he could not keep the three "melons" in his arms no matter what, so he changed into a new face and squeezed his eyebrows: "Alang, this is your wrong thing, there is such a good thing

, Why don’t we brothers tell me in advance?”

"Do, so I'll take you with me. I gave you a chance and gave you a reminder, but you weren't sure."

"I just ask why you don't say it clearly. Don't you know if you say it?"

"It's really a rude thing. The mountain ghost was ordered to protect these three kilograms of spiritual iron, and those who are destined to get it. Yes, I walked through the back door and got the news in advance. However, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed. What kind of punishment will be punished if the opportunity to leak is not necessary.

You should know too. How much risk I take to support you, from beginning to end, have I ever felt sorry for you?"

“…No, that’s not.”

"She saw my thoughts and wanted to give you a pound. If you don't want it, who can you blame?"

Sikong Baisui was silent for a long time and sighed: "I am not lucky and I can't blame others. But since you have this treasure, you can't use that dragon scale, right? Give it to me, and at least comfort me."

"Yes." Su Lang agreed readily.

Sikong Baisui looked at the three iron lumps in his arms, and suddenly he was out of breath and threw them into the stinky ditch beside the road. The magic iron was still in the air and suddenly turned into three red iron lumps.

, emitted a hundred feet of light, a thousand parts of heat. The next moment, three pieces of iron lumps rotated rapidly around Sikong Baisui, and the hot energy made Sikong Baisui breathless.

"Save me, save me...I..."

Sikong Baisui grabbed Su Lang's throat and asked for help, with a hideous face and a very painful feeling.

Su Lang shook his head helplessly. The three kilograms of spiritual iron were given to him by Yan Zhenzhao, and others were destined to be unlucky to endure it.

He just waved his hand, and the three spiritual irons forgive this rash ghost who was ignorant of the sky and the earth. They automatically merged and emitted a dazzling golden light. In an instant, the golden light dissipated, and the iron melted into a piece and turned into a dull

Blue-white, suspended in front of Su Lang in the shape of an iron discus.

"Well, look, a tinsea pancake, ahem, it's enough for you to eat for a lifetime."

"I can't bear it all in three lives." Su Lang respectfully bowed to the discus.

The light dissipated, and the discus became empty. He slowly turned around Su Lang, slowly approached his chest, and then became transparent. When it was only a little bit left, Su Lang stretched out his hands and said.

Voice: "Become a sword."

The iron discus that was about to be completely transparent suddenly emitted a ray of light, and then an ancient long sword fell on Su Lang's hands. Su Lang looked carefully, held the sword high above his head, knelt on his knees, and worshiped the east.

Seeing that he was so serious, Sikong Baisui didn't dare to make fun of him anymore.

After Su Lang finished his courtesy, he hung his sword under his ribs.

Sikong Baisui was full of envy and rubbed his hands to touch it. Unexpectedly, the sword suddenly roared like a tiger roar, and at the same time it was so dazzling that Sikong Baisui quickly retracted his hand.

"He is a magical weapon, and his sanity is still above human beings. If you have offended him, he will hold your grudge. I suggest that you should not be blasphemous until he completely forgives you."

"I——, that's nature, that's nature. I can't admire such a magic weapon. Brother Tie, Brother Tie, I was wrong, I'm reckless. You have a lot of them, so don't be as knowledgeable as me.

Ha ha ha ha."

"Also, you have to keep his identity confidential."

“That’s nature, that’s nature.”

Back at Tianmen Pass, Cui Yin was surprised why the two of them had not returned yet. Sikong Baisui smiled and said, "Alang went to the blacksmith shop to make a sword, used three kilograms of iron, and gave them a hanging of money. They thought the money was too small.

I had a fight and wanted to beat him. I helped him make up for the difference, which took some time to delay."

Cui Yin looked at the iron sword under Su Lang's ribs. He was simple and unfamiliar. He thought to himself: "After all, I am a poor family, I can't get rid of the word "poverty". What's the best thing about this wilderness.

iron.

Suddenly he was shocked again and asked, "Is there any particularity in this sword made by Brother Su?"

Su Lang Jie Jianpang showed Cui Yin and smiled and said, "It's not very particular, I just don't want to be too arrogant."

Cui Yin carefully weighed the sword and felt that the materials were very average and the skills were even more crude. At best, it was worth a lot of money. It was thought that the troublemakers in the mountains and wild bullied him as foreigners and cheated him.

After thinking about it again, he felt relieved: Yes, he is going out to do something secretly, so it is indeed not appropriate to reveal his identity.

After worshiping the Primitive Venerable, everyone continued to go west. On this day, they arrived at Xizhou City. They saw a puddle on the left and a puddle on the street. There were many collapsed buildings on both sides of the street. The whole city looked wet.

, It's a mess. There is an altar in front of each office and there is a special population guarding. After inquiring, I found out that Fang Gongxin, the former head of Xizhou, passed away on a stormy night three days ago. Xizhou is dry and rainy, and this season

It was even more dry and cold. The night when Fang Gongxin died was stormy and stormy, which made people think a lot.

Fang Gongxin died suddenly, and the new chief general manager has not yet taken office. The chief general manager's military affairs are temporarily presided over by the governor's military consultant Ling Zhengtian. However, those who are familiar with the power operation in Xizhou know that the military consultant Ling Zhengtian is just a hand in the hands of the Fang brothers.

/ When Fang Gongxin died, the real military and political power in Xizhou fell into the hands of his half-brother Fang Qin.

Xizhou is the western gate of Central China, and its geographical location is very important. Su Lang and Cui Yin both wanted to take the opportunity of mourning Fang Gongxin to explore the reality of Xizhou. The two hit it off and handed in the post.

However, in order to keep it a secret, Su Lang did not reveal his true identity, but appeared in the mourning hall of the Xizhou General Administration as Cui Yin's friend.

Fang Gongxin has died one day, and everyone who should come has come, so there are not many people in the mourning hall. After the Fang family greeted the two of them and sang incense, Fang Qin asked them to go to the living room to serve tea, but they met a few on the way.

Su Lang knew all these guests: Su Jian, Qing Shigong, Wu Tianyou, Feng's brothers, Yun Zhongyue and Qing Xiaoke.

Fang Gongxin is Su Jian's uncle. He came to pay his respects on his father's orders, and the rest of his children came here on behalf of their respective families: Fang Gongxin is dead, and his eldest son Fang Lai will soon inherit his mantle.

It is also good to open a new page and let these young people come here in advance to adapt to the atmosphere, so their names were added to the mourning missions of each family.

As for Qing Xiaoke, she and Fang, the second son of the Fang family, had a marriage contract in the past, and the engagement ceremony was scheduled for the second half of this year. Unexpectedly, the chief manager suddenly died of illness. In order to dispel the Fang family's concerns, the Qing family specially brought the person.

come over.

The man should get married when he is old, and the woman should get married when he is old. Qing Xiaoke and Fang are not talented and beautiful, and they are a perfect match. This is a pair that has been created by heaven and earth. When Su Lang heard that Qing Xiaoke had already belonged, he felt mixed feelings and had a kind of feeling.

Unspeakable loss.

Seeing that everyone knew each other, Fang Qin did not delay everyone's reminiscing, so he left with Cui Yin. Su Lang met with everyone in Jiangnan. Qing Shigong represented the Jiangnan family and said: "In the past, Xiao Qian and Luo Zhenghai were in power, so he asked the Lord to do so.

After suffering grievances and even leaving Jiangnan with hatred, the truth is revealed. Will the Lord still recognize Jiangnan's old friend?"

Su Lang said: "A villain is trying to get power and distort right and wrong. If it is gone, it is better not to mention it. In life, it is enough to get a good friend. How can so many good friends be abandoned?"

Wu Tianyou smiled and said, "The misunderstanding between us is easy to say, but some people..."

He winked and wanted to urge Qing Xiaoke out, but he was glared fiercely. Qing Shigong felt that it was inappropriate to find out the old accounts in this situation, so he stopped Wu Tianyou with his eyes - the status of the heir of the Qing family.

It has been established that he is the longest among the people, and in addition to his calm behavior, he is obviously the leader of everyone.

Wu Tianyou stuck out his tongue, scratched the back of his head, and smiled awkwardly: "It's all the past. I'll let it go after it's said it, unless some people have knots that cannot be untied. Haha, okay, it's mine.

Wrong, I'll shut up."

He repeatedly apologized to Su Lang and Qing Xiaoke. This time, he pushed Qing Xiaoke to the front desk, and the latter blushed and turned away. The careful person noticed that she had come to this meeting.

I never looked at Su Lang at all.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and everyone dispersed.

Wu Tianyou kept it and didn't leave. Seeing that everyone had dispersed, he pushed Su Lang and said, "I'm just standing there, go."

Su Lang smiled sadly: "What can I do if I go?"

Wu Tianyou said: "You can untie your heart when you go, and it will be troublesome if you don't go."
To be continued...
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