On the fourth day, Lang Fei was leisurely listening to Xue Ya playing music by the pool when a discordant voice fell from the sky. "Uncle Lang Fei, Zifu is here to make trouble..."
After receiving the honor, Wang Zifu looked at Lang Fei's livid face as if unaware, bowed slightly and said: "I benefited a lot from my uncle yesterday. I wanted to come here to express my gratitude. How could I have thought that I got it from my master by chance today?"
It’s a magic weapon, but I don’t know how powerful it is, so I happened to let my uncle come and evaluate it.”
Lang Fei was not happy that his leisure time was interrupted by him, but when he heard his words, he felt that his lungs were about to explode. He couldn't help but secretly cursed in his heart that there were such shameless people in this world. It was just yesterday, why?
Today, I put my hot face against his cold ass.
As for reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Lang Fei suppressed the resentment in his heart and gritted his teeth to squeeze out a few words. "But I don't know how my nephew can compare?"
The prince was stunned for a moment. He had never thought that Lang Fei would be so straightforward, and he would not waste any time talking to him, but directly asked for a fight.
"Without him, today the master gave my nephew a green shield, nicknamed 'Fang', so I asked my uncle to take out the treasure and test its power, okay?"
After saying that, the guy took out a shield from his Xumi belt with his backhand, and a simple aura hit his face. Lang Fei looked carefully and saw that the bronze shield was engraved with a fierce look, with fangs protruding from his mouth.
Just looking at that human-loving face made Lang Fei feel his scalp numb, as if he was being stared at by evil spirits from hell.
After a shudder, the boy secretly exclaimed that he was awesome. He glanced at the proud prince and said, "Master nephew, I'm afraid your shield has some origins."
With a slight smile, the prince rubbed the fangs on the relief and said proudly: "Uncle, good teacher, I know that although this shield is not a magic weapon, it is also a fine piece of magic weapon. Ordinary magic weapons can not only hurt it, but also protect it."
It can't even be broken open." I don't know what he thought of, but the guy paused slightly, and then laughed. "Such a treasure, he is also my nephew. I have been begging for a long time. In addition, I got a pretty good ranking in this martial arts competition. Master, just now
Promised to me."
Lang Fei automatically ignored the smile on the prince's face and stared at the fang shield with fierce light. "Oh? I think my nephew wants me to test its power?"
"Exactly, my nephew has thought about it, and these are the only people who have that magic weapon. The one who can test its power. It turns out that only my uncle is the most suitable person."
Lang Fei couldn't help but curse in his heart, those elders and young men in the refinement realm all have a magic weapon for self-defense. Why did they come to see me? I'm afraid I don't think that I can't exert the power of the magic weapon and break through the defense of your shabby shield.
It just dampens my spirit.
"So, have you thought about it? If something unexpected happens, such as being injured, don't blame me for not being able to stop it in time." Lang Fei pondered for a long time, then an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly came up with a plan.
"Isn't it just for fun, young master? I'll let you steal the chicken but lose the rice. Tsk, tut, this shield... it's really a pity."
Pulling Xue Ya far away, the boy raised his hand and took out a dozen explosive charms from his Xumi belt, turned around and stared at the prince suit with a solemn expression.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Thinking about the power of the explosive talisman before, this one was naturally useless to the fang shield, but this little thief, Master Shu, hit him as soon as he made a move. He really had no bottom in his heart, so he hurriedly interrupted Lang.
Fei. "Uncle Master, please don't try it with this kind of talisman. This shield can't withstand it."
"My nephew told me to try it, but he didn't let me use such methods. Isn't it a bit forceful?"
Seeing Lang Fei's angry look, Wang Zifu hurriedly said in a warm voice: "Uncle Master, you can try it with the steel edge or the Kui Niu Jin. After all, the artifacts are somewhat comparable to the artifacts."
Lang Fei thought for a long time and said: "That's alright." He put the talisman back into his Xumi belt. The boy took out the steel blade and stabbed it in front of his eyes a few times. When he felt dissatisfied, he put it back in his bag and took out the Kui.
The cow's strength collapsed a few times, but it still felt inappropriate, so it was still put back into the Sumeru belt.
"Nephew, what do you think of it?" The boy pretended to act for a long time before taking out the thunder and fire blunderbuss.
Seeing him take out this object, the prince was obviously stunned. He recognized that it was the mustache. Although it was somewhat powerful when combined with the thunder pill, it was simply wishful thinking to break through the defense of the shield.
Seeing the prince's suit nodding, he had no objections. This thief boy's plot succeeded, and he secretly laughed in his heart. "Well, you prince's suit, you haven't fallen into the master's hard-to-get tactics."
"Get out of the way and stay away from the fang shield." Lang Fei waved the gun in his hand and motioned for the prince to stay away.
After hesitating for a long time, the prince took a few steps away from the fang shield, frowned and asked in confusion: "Uncle Master, why is this?"
Quietly putting away the slight smile at the corner of his mouth, the thief boy said with an upright face: "My nephew knows that when the object in my hand is shot out, thunder will be generated. If bronze conducts electricity, it will be bad if it hurts my nephew.
"
"Oh, thank you for the advice, uncle." The prince was convinced, and took a few steps back unconsciously, looking at Lang Fei with a grateful face.
"Master nephew, you are very polite. As an elder, you should be so polite."
He was pretending to be a master, but Xue Ya was the only one who could tell that this thief boy was full of bad ideas. She glanced at the prince's clothes faintly and sighed softly. The pretty girl shook her head and thought to herself: "Who can I choose?"
Well, if you choose to go against the young master, you will be blessed."
"Master Nephew, I'm going to take action." The prince nodded and the boy took out several thunderbolts from his Xumi belt and quickly stuffed them into three gun tubes.
"Bang bang bang..." After several muffled sounds, those thunder pills turned into streaks of yellow light and shot directly at the fang shield.
The prince was surprised when he looked at those yellow flashes, thinking that the thunder pill was originally cyan, but now it turned into such a yellow light. Lang Feixi moved quickly when he fired the thunder pill. He was far away and couldn't see it clearly, but now he can see it
Such a sight made Wang Zifu's heart pounding, secretly thinking that something had happened.
As if to confirm the ominous feeling in his heart, "Boom, boom, boom..." Several yellow rays hit the fang shield accurately, and a series of explosions were heard, followed by electric light flashing and sparks shooting out.
The word "earth falling and earth shattering" is a bit exaggerated to describe the scene at this time, but it is quite appropriate to describe the thoughts in the prince's mind.
The misty smoke was blown away by the mountain wind in the blink of an eye. Lang Fei took back the thunder and fire blunderbuss and blew on the blunderbuss without any smoke coming out. He looked happy that a great revenge had been avenged.
After a while, the prince took a deep breath, sighed, and ran to the fang shield in a few steps. He didn't care about the sparks on the shield extinguishing. He grabbed it and looked carefully. He saw that a hole had been blown in the center of the shield.
There was only one fang left in the pair, and it looked shy and lonely, and it no longer had its original ferocious aura.
"You, you, you, you..." Wang Zifu's chest rose and fell sharply, and the hand pointing at Lang Fei trembled slightly.
"Hey, good nephew, you agreed to this yourself, how can you blame me, uncle?" The thief boy spread his hands, and in a blink of an eye, his face changed to an aggrieved expression.
"You're cruel." He gritted his teeth and spit out three words. Prince Fu grabbed the damaged fang shield, turned around, stepped onto the jade platform, stepped on Yiyu Yufeng and left.
Flying higher and higher, Lang Fei was setting up an arbor with his hands and looking at the little black dot in the distance and laughing proudly. At this time, a voice came from the wind. "Uncle, please wait, I will come back."
"Uh" Lang Fei's smile stopped suddenly, the muscles on his face twitched, and he grinned bitterly and said: "How come this person has suffered such a big loss and still can't learn well, but he insists on hitting the south wall like that stubborn donkey?
Only when there is a hole will you be willing to rest."
"Pfft." Xue Ya couldn't help but laugh out loud. She stared at Lang Fei with her beautiful eyes and said, "Young master took advantage today and avenged yesterday's arrow."
Curling his lips, Lang Fei still said with a grimace: "What do you mean by taking advantage? Looking at his unwillingness to give up, I think it will be impossible to be clean in the future."
Shaking his head and sighing slightly, the boy glanced at the crested lyre in Xue Ya's hand, waved his hand and said: "Today I have wine to get drunk, and don't think about tomorrow. Xue Ya, please play the unfinished song."
Come."
"Yes, sir." Xue Ya nodded lightly, took a deep breath, walked to the wind pavilion and sat down cross-legged. Accompanied by the curling agarwood, she played the piano with her delicate hands and still played the song "White Snow".
Another day passed leisurely. On the fifth day, Lang Fei just got up. As soon as he pushed out the bedroom, a familiar voice came. "Uncle, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Lang Fei rubbed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.
"Where did my nephew come from?"
"Without him, let's learn from each other."
"How can we compare?"
"cultivation"
"..."
"..."
Lang Fei looked at the expressionless Wang Zifu who was sullenly walking away, and he couldn't help but cursed in his heart. "Young Master just got up and came here to cause trouble. What a disgusting guy."
Seeing that the sun was already high, the boy narrowed his eyes and went to look for Xue Ya.
"..."
On the sixth day, the prince server came again.
Still on the seventh day.
Still on the eighth day.
Lang Fei felt that he was going crazy. If he went out early, the prince's clothes would come back at night. If he went out late, the prince's clothes would block the door. He didn't dare to go to Yun Yuzi to sue the princes. The old guy was obviously a protector.
, and he also broke someone's fang shield, so he didn't dare to send it to his door.
Lang Fei was a little numb from his torture and spent the ninth day in a depressed mood.
On the morning of the tenth day, the boy opened the door, and rarely saw the prince's uniform. However, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhu Ganglie sitting at the table where Xue Ya had prepared the meal.
"Good brother, you're here, you really want to hurt me." The boy walked in quickly, held the idiot's hands, and his eyes sparkled.
The fool couldn't take it back after smoking for a long time. He looked at Lang Fei with a bitter face and said, "Brother Fei, I'm still hungry."
Lang Fei didn't let him go, turned around and dragged him out. "You can eat whatever you want. It's business to get on your way quickly."
The idiot was stunned and said: "Which way?"
"Of course we're going to the Yunyan Valley."
Zhu Ganglie opened his mouth as if he could fit an egg into it. He looked at Lang Fei infatuatedly and said: "Here, here, brother Fei, when I came here you still resisted me. It's only been a few days since I last saw you singing "For".
Like that?"
Lang Fei chuckled and said, "These days are different from the past. Don't talk nonsense. If it's too late, you'll run into that bastard again." After saying that, he dragged Zhu Ganglie, who was confused, toward the door.
"Hee hee" Xue Ya looked at the surprised Zhu Ganglie and the anxious Lang Fei and couldn't help but smile happily without saying a word.
"Why don't you have fun? Come on, come on, don't delay." The boy held Zhu Ganglie with his left hand, grabbed Xue Ya with his right hand, and walked out the door.