The atmosphere was as quiet as it was, both of them were waiting for the verdict

"You go," Xin'er said to herself

I don't know who said this to anyone, but both of them hoped that they would say it to themselves

Because Qin Jian couldn't see things, he was inevitably slow to move, but the fat man observed his words and looked at him without saying a word, turned around and left.

"I'm asking him to leave, you stay." Xin'er almost made a fat man who met by chance amusement. Her heart was laughing, but she refused to show it.

I don’t know if the fat man is a loach. Don’t be a little fat, even if it’s a small hole, he can cleverly slip away.

"I'll stay?" Wang Hao pointed his finger at his nose, his expression was extremely innocent. Logically, he and Xin'er had never been accused of the past, and they had no grudges in the past. If Xin'er helped Qin Jian kill him, he would have barely told him, but it would be incredible to keep him.

"Fatty stays" Xin'er expresses her meaning concisely

It seems that I am not very fat either. I will lose weight immediately when I go back. Can it be done? Wang Hao secretly repented in his heart, but he dared not try again.

If the sword spirit had not lie and fell into the hands of this woman, there would be no chance to escape. He began to believe that the sword spirit's advice was wise, but unfortunately it was too late

Qin Jian couldn't wait for his vision to recover and was fumbled to escape. The strange smile made the fat man grit his teeth before leaving, which seemed to be gloating. Perhaps he also knew that there was nothing good about the people who stayed.

"Cough, cough, the fairy and I don't seem to know each other." Stay calm, Stay calm, the fat man kept silently reciting his own spell.

"We have seen each other in the afternoon, why do you say you don't know each other? Your Buddhist principles are impressive." Xin'er put her eyes on the fat man's face. This was the first time he looked at people when he spoke. Her eyes made the fat man creepy.

"It's just a chance meeting, no one can talk about acquaintance, haha." If it's not for the wrong occasion, the fat man must slap himself twice in the face, drink as soon as he drinks. What kind of Buddhist principles are you talking about? You're stupid enough to chat with him. This is what you're tired of living

"Don't go around in circles, do you use dragon balls when dealing with Qin Jian?" Xin'er stared at the fat man with a burning look on her eyes.

"Yes." Wang Hao knew that he had no way to deny it, so he had to admit it. At the same time, he secretly guessed that Xin'er had a high level of cultivation and was weak by nature. He should not be coveting Dragon Ball, so what exactly did she want?

"I heard that there are five dragon balls that can open the door to the demon world. I wonder if the rumors are true?" Seeing that he admitted, Xin'er withdrew her gaze and began to talk to herself again.

"There is no such thing as a false story" Wang Hao denied it

Xin'er did not continue to ask and said calmly: "You are very strange. You are obviously a cultivator but you are wearing civilian clothes. If you say you are wearing a pair of dragon-skin boots to hide your identity, it is more conspicuous than anything else. You say you are rich, you don't even have a flying sword. No matter how poor a cultivator is, you will not be poor. You say you are poor, the two dragon balls in your hand are priceless treasures and your dragon-skin boots. Although it is not precious, it is also a rare thing. I believe that few people are willing to use it to make boots."

Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a cold sweat. This woman not only has a high cultivation level, but she seems not stupid.

"Don't worry, I have no malice and will not force your dragon ball. I just ask you for help. I know that if you collect five dragon balls, you can open the door of the Demon Realm. You already have two in your hand. If you find another three, you will be accomplished. Maybe you don't know what the dragon ball means in the Demon Realm. All the guardians are eager for the dragon ball. You just let Qin Jian go, and he will definitely spread the fact that you have the dragon ball. With your ability, you can't protect yourself. So, I have a small suggestion. Before finding five dragon balls, you might as well walk with me. With me, I guarantee that no one will dare to touch you."

"Hey, Qin Jian, it seems you are putting the ground." Wang Hao suddenly felt that he was very naive. Even the demon guardian knew the secret of the Dragon Ball. This woman was a confidant in the land. How could she not know? Maybe she even knew what materials needed to refine the dragon ball, and who could refine it. Maybe, this was not a secret in the demon. She just asked deliberately, which was obviously a kind of temptation. The result of the temptation was that she had a ghost in her heart. Also, she deliberately let Qin Jian go to threaten herself with this.

"This is not the point" Xin'er casually distorted the topic

"The important thing is that Qin Jian was let go. He knew that I had a dragon ball, and he held a grudge against me, so he must be spread everywhere. So now my life is hanging on a thread. In order to save my life, I can only rely on your help as a reward for asking for your help. I also want to help you. Why don't you just tell me to eliminate wealth and avoid disasters and give you the dragon ball?" Wang Hao said her trap in one breath. Although it has the ingredients of venting, the more it is helpless. This woman knows her skills and tricks well. The result of resistance is to bring shame to herself.

Xin'er ignored his anger and said to herself: "That's exactly what it means, but I'm not coveting the dragon ball, I just borrowed it and there's no need to rob it."

The implication is that if it is necessary, she does not rule out the possibility of forced robbery. Wang Hao was discouraged. No matter where he was, his fist was the hard truth. Xin'er was the biggest person in the demon clan's fist, but he just got into it. What else can I say

The fat man is determined not to expose the other three dragon balls. Whether he can find all the remaining three depends on her ability. If he can find them, he will be able to send away the plague god soon. If he can't find them, he will die. No matter what, he has hope of getting out. Why not? Besides, he can leave a good impression when he agrees, and prepares for escape. So what if he has high cultivation? Tigers are always napping, in comparison, it is wise to go against her.

In less than a moment, Wang Hao made a decision. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. When they walk together, he issued Fengli to inform Zhuo Yue that he was not in danger and told her not to come to find him. When the right time, they would meet again and act separately.

Xin'er couldn't help feeling ridiculous when she saw the fat man's frowning expression. Is it so painful to walk with her? What if someone else asks for it?

"It's good to figure it out. The Buddha sat hard under the Bodhi tree for forty-nine days before he could figure it out. From then on, the merits were fulfilled. You only realized in a short while that your future achievements were limitless. So, should you call your companions?"

Xin'er has seen Zhuo Yue, so she knows that the fat man does have a companion. Although she has no other meaning to remind her at this moment, it can at least show that she is not afraid of Wang Hao's rescue.

The fat man couldn't hear her meaning of teasing, but now it's not the time for an attack. When he runs away, one person is always more convenient than two people. Wang Hao wisely refused.

"Stupid, see who will laugh to the end"

"By the way, I still have an extra flying sword to give it to you." Wuxin was unwilling to ride with a strange man, and he didn't want to walk, so he had to make some blood. On the surface, it should be a low-quality flying sword and the fat man's flying sword in the thatched cottage to help the poor. She was very embarrassed to give this kind of person to the fat man, but she could do it.

"Trump" Wang Hao and Jian Ling cursed at the same time, and they were both like this in their hearts. They even took up space in their bracelets and were so embarrassed to fly out to show off. That would be embarrassing to turn around and turn around.

After all, he is the biggest person in the Demon World, or is the confidant of the Demon Lord not so shabby?

After the Demon Lord lost the game, all his wealth should fall into the hands of this woman, which means that this woman should be the biggest rich woman in the Demon World.

Wang Hao unwillingly held the flying sword in his hand, bounced his fingers, put it in his ear and listened carefully, with a dull buzzing sound, the material was just like that, the fat man grabbed the tip of the sword and bent the sword body hard until he was stuck with the hilt of the sword before he suddenly let go. The strong buzzing sound of the formation was restored. Unfortunately, the sword was too stiff when it was bounced, and there was no agile feeling, which shows that the tension was insufficient and the purification was not thorough enough. Failure was to go downwards, which was simple.

Jie and generous, it is clear at a glance. In addition to being able to fly, it has no extra functions, and it must be unfast. With the knowledge of the Fatty Earth Formation, you can see it at a glance. The formation is easy to imagine. After experimenting with all the identification methods of Professor Yun Yi, the Fatty had to admit that this seemingly ordinary flying sword is indeed useless. In despair, he bit the sword body and wanted to verify whether this broken sword was made of ordinary silver? And there has not been any mention of pure

"Oh, just make do with it." Jian Ling kindly comforted the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord is indeed the leader of the Demon Realm, but that does not mean that he is rich. In fact, Sai Duo has no more than one sword and one shield. Even if he keeps it, he should be inherited by the next generation of Demon Lord.

The Demon World and the Xuanmen are similar. Experts are usually not rich. Even the seven guardians are more luxurious than others in life. There are not necessarily a few decent magic weapons. They are really good at using the flying sword. They either keep them for themselves or collect them. They are willing to give them to others.

Having said that, although the fat man's cultivation is not high, he is a top rich man in Xuanmen. Using such a flying sword really made him feel aggrieved.

"You won't use a flying sword?" Seeing that he was reluctant to control the sword, Xin'er made strange moves, and couldn't help but ask. You know, when the fat man and Qin Jian fought, they didn't use the flying sword at the critical moment. Except for him, there seemed to be no good explanation. A person who had never used a flying sword did not understand what it was strange to control the sword. Except for him, he did not have a flying sword.

In order to prove that he knew how to control the sword and to prove that he was not a local bun, Wang Hao finally raised his foot. When the dragon leather boots touched the thin sword body, his feet obviously sank, and the flying sword bent overwhelmed.

The expected situation made Wang Hao smile bitterly. The experiment he had done before was the purpose. Now, he at least knew that the flying sword would not be broken. Of course, unless it was a battle, the chance of falling off the flying sword was almost slim. However, Wang Hao was used to using a broad sword like the Strike of the Sky, and suddenly replaced it with a flying sword as thick as two fingers, and it was a bad quality. The gap in his heart was too big, and he was really not used to it for a while.

The flying sword slowly rose. Even if the materials were rotten and the craftsmanship was poor, there was no need to worry about the power. Wang Hao was just worried about the balance. The flying sword was too thin and could barely be placed on the toes. Most of the feet were hanging in the air. This was his first time trying to stand on the flying sword with one foot. In order to be more handsome, he put his hands behind his back. If there was a slip, it would be no joke.

The sword spirit noticed the fat man's nervous embarrassment, and looked like you couldn't do without me, and gloated: "Do you really want to do something like before, and show your sword-controlling skills to Xin'er once?"

"It's all right, I'm just moving now, I just want to change my feet." For fat people, being independent of the golden rooster has never been a happy thing.
Chapter completed!