The door is still closed, and the notice license that goes out has not been removed. It is just returning to the old man.
For a while, Mu Chen took a step forward, and finged lightly.
"who?"
It was very unexpected. It was not the hoarse and rough old man who responded, but a delicate mature woman containing a delicate.
Hearing this, Mu Chen took a step back with caution, but his feet fell, and a small sophisticated mental force suddenly spoke from the gap between the door. He didn't give him a chance to react.
His body! Mu Chen was shocked, but there was no half exclusion on the surface. After all, this is Kowloon City, and no one dares to mess around here. More importantly, he did not feel half hostile from this spiritual power.
"It's you, come in."
Inexplicably, the spiritual power entangled with his mental power quickly, Fangmen opened in the old squeak, and a cold woman in a long skirt in Bingyu clearly reflected in Mu Chen's eyes.
"Nine ... Old predecessors?"
The word "Jiufeng" almost took off from his mouth. Fortunately, he responded quickly, otherwise there would be a variable.
The figure is just carved in a mold with Jiufeng.
At this time, the Leng Yan woman was fatigue, and she didn't pay attention to Mu Chen's "Nine" details at all. She waved her door and closed the door of Muchen, and replied, "It's me, but you are quite on time."
After throwing this sentence, the woman turned to return to the inside of the long table, flexed her knees and sat on the side, while watching Mu Chen covered with the brim, poured two cups of tea, signaled, "sit down."
Knowing his true identity, Mu Chen did not dare to violate it. He walked quickly to the front of the table and sat opposite the woman.
"How? I'm afraid I lie to you?"
The woman snorted coldly, a finger, a storage ring condensed in ice crystal flew out, Mu Chen's eyes flashed, and the palm of his palm passed a residual shadow.
Then, then
I glanced at Mu Chen with a fixed one.
Mu Chen frowned, and his tone was a little displeased.
The woman smiled slightly and put down the cup. "It's not old, but her temper is not small. I don't hurry to check the number of magic crystals. After the number is enough, hurry up and go away.
Mu Chen heard the words a little bit, but turned helplessly. This thousand -year -old monster couldn't measure it with ordinary people's thinking. Since he was anxious to let him go, why did he pour a cup of tea and let him sit over. Is there a problem?
It can be tucked to vomit, Mu Chen still chose to give up entanglement and instead to pay attention to the ring in your hand.
The spiritual operation is sinking, only for a moment, the space in the ring has been presented in Mu Chen's mind. The ice blue space piled up in Xuanbing, 42 skull -sized strange crystals lying quietly and quietly
A ice pillar similar to a round table.
Among them, gold, wood, water, fire, soil, wind, ice, ice, and thunder each peak Saint Crystal, but when he checked the dark attribute Saint Crystal, he found that the same size, the number of black crystals of the same level, was actually
As many as thirty -four.
Wait! Thirty -four? !!!
"boom!"
It is like the Thunderbolt, and Mu Chen only feels tingling, and his mental force suddenly shrinks back from the ring. His dull eyes stared at the cold and beautiful woman in front of him, trembling, "Old, old, old, this pinnacle Saint Crystal
Is the number wrong? "
"Wrong? Where was wrong?" The woman said indifferently.
Mu Chen pointed out the ring, and said seriously, "I only need one peak dark attributes, and there are only thirty -four pieces here!"
"Thirty -four? That's right, it's all you." The woman was still indifferent.
"It's mine ...? This, why?" Mu Chen was embarrassed.
"Because the old lady is happy."
Nympho
(There are few words, continue tomorrow, or at night.)