He sent Ning Zui back to the house. Seeing his solemn expression, Xing Lian pulled a piece of paper casually and listed several jars of simpler brewing methods, and then turned back to the house.

Along the way, she was thinking about how to make and look and refine the tools.

The refining weapon is no more than an ordinary sword, and its damage to the human body is increased several times or even dozens of times as the user's ability is increased.

Of course, so is the beast.

If you could find that ferocious beast and use a few people with high mysterious spiritual power to attack him while he was sleeping, even if you can't kill her, you can still get rid of it?

However, Xing Lian didn’t know how ignorant this idea was when he really saw the so-called ferocious beast.

As soon as I walked back to my room, I had not stepped in, and saw a pair of deep eyes at the door, looking at her as deep as night.

Si Fengjingyan was wearing a mysterious suit, and there was another bitter breath all over her body. Standing in the darkness, it was easy to mix with the thick night color.

If these eyes weren't too attractive, Xinglian would hardly notice him.

She raised her hand and stroked her forehead. She rolled her eyes, "Your Highness King Jing, you are so good. The little woman is really nervous recently. She is standing at the door so suddenly. Are you planning to scare me to death?"

If it is in modern times, she may have already shot her gun.

Si Feng Jingyan seemed to have a bad expression, but when she saw her coming back, she walked into the room and sat at the table first.

Bad expression?

Xing Lian touched his nose suspiciously, really wondering how he could see that he looked bad.

After all, this guy's facial paralysis has already reached the level of gods, and it is really difficult for ordinary people to distinguish his joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

The four scenery scenery is swaying and sitting, with an elegant posture as always, and is born with aristocratic temperament that is eye-catching, as if just this sitting posture is born to be appreciated.

He provoked the wick in the oil lamp, and before Xinglian could ask him what he was doing, his thin lips had already been gently opened, "Qiao Xinglian, you seem to be very relieved of that senior."

As soon as he said this, Xing Lian immediately understood what he meant.

Yes, right?

When she allocated the room in the afternoon, she said that this copycat was so shabby that she couldn't even find a single family, but she was close to his house. With his ability, it was not easy to hear what she and Ning Zui said in the house?

Shi Shiran sat next to him, Xing Lian raised his legs carelessly and raised Erlang's feet, "Can you still suspect that he is the spy from the Blood Flame Palace?"

Si Feng Jingyan didn't speak, but just frowned slightly.

The woman had been hiding the existence of the ice python before, but she didn't want to tell an outsider so simply. Sometimes, he really didn't understand what the woman was thinking about.

In fact, Xing Lian was not really worried about the old man Ning Zui. He was just drunk and became much bolder in speaking. He blamed his winemaking skills for being so good. He had never drunk any wine before, but she started to be confused by just one bowl of wine she brewed.

However, if Xiaobai's identity was not revealed, how could Ning Zui take her words so easily and even tell her what she knew without reservation?
Chapter completed!