Ordinary soul bones are enough to kill each other, and father and son will kill each other! What's more, such a treasure?!

Blade looked at Zhu Zhuqing and grabbed her hand and said softly: "Zhuqing, can you leave this soul bone to me to deal with?"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't hesitate much and nodded slightly: "Yes."

Her decisiveness made Ning Rongrong silent.

This is the soul bone, the ten thousand-year-old soul bone, not the bone stick used to stew soup!

Zhao Wuji looked at Daofeng and Zhu Zhuqing with a little sadness, envy, and more of blessings.

If a woman is like this, what else can the husband ask for?

"Thank you." Blade said softly.

He threw his right leg bone at Ma Hongjun casually: "Remember, you owe Zhuqing a 20,000-year soul bone."

Ma Hongjun was in a hurry and was afraid of breaking it.

He grabbed the soul bone. It was obviously not very important, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds in his hand.

Looking at Daofeng and Zhu Zhuqing's nose was a little sour, and he didn't know what to say.

The conditions seem fair, but he doesn’t know how precious the soul bone is!

Only a fool would lend a real ten thousand-year soul bone!

Ma Hongjun's eyes were a little blurred, and she was really afraid that she would cry accidentally.

This trust and friendship are more valuable than this soul bone...

"Thank you, Brother Dao, thank you sister-in-law!!" Ma Hongjun bowed to Daofeng and Zhu Zhuqing ninety degrees.

Blade smiled: "This is lent to you, remember to pay it back in the future."

"Don't worry, Brother Dao and sister-in-law. I, Ma Hongjun, will never break my promise with my life!"

Looking at Ma Hongjun, who was slapped his chest, the blade nodded.

Zhu Zhuqing held his hand tightly, lowered her head, and her face turned scary.

He didn't even refute that sister-in-law...

Ning Rongrong wanted to beat the fat man opposite to him to death. Did Xiao Zhuqing and Dao Feng get married? What's his blind name?

If you want to call her, you should call her!! It’s so annoying!

The most annoying thing is that this flower-hearted radish and stinky bamboo clears did not refute it!!

She glared at the bastard Blade fiercely.

The little hand fell on the waist of the blade and twisted it hard, but this time he showed no mercy!

The blade smiled bitterly, alas!

Just pretending that he didn't know, he picked up another soul bone.

This is the left leg bone of 30,000 years.

Blade Feng smiled and said to Tang San: "Miss San, this is a speed-type soul bone of 30,000 years. It is produced from the Speed ​​Leopard. It is one of the most difficult soul beasts to hunt and is quite suitable for you."

Tang San hesitated for a moment and spoke: "This soul bone is more suitable for Zhu Qing."

Xiao Wu pushed Tang San with her elbow. The stupid Tang San is so angry that he is so angry! This is the soul bone for 30,000 years!

The master sighed a little. Sometimes this child really doesn’t know whether he should be smart or stupid.

The others stared at Tang San blankly. How courage would it take to say this?

A soul bone for 30,000 years!!

This is one of the reasons why Blade admires Tang San. Although Tang San seems to have many shortcomings in his opinion, such as losing his mind for Xiao Wu, or being pretentious, hesitating when doing things, thin-skinned, etc.

But as a member of the team, as a friend and comrade-in-arms, he is very reliable.

"Take it, mistress, I have been certified and considered. In fact, this one is the one that suits you the most." Blade pointed to the last soul bone on the head placed in the ice marrow jade box.

This is the most precious 50,000-year-old head soul bone among the three soul bones!

It was originally prepared for Hu Liena, the saint of the Spirit Hall.

Blade Feng smiled and shook his head: "But I have great use of this soul bone and I can't give it to you."

Looking at the soul bone on the head lying quietly in the ice marrow jade box, not only Tang San, everyone was silent.

The 50,000-year-old soul bone is still the most precious head soul bone among the soul bones. Whoever dares to say that he is not moved is definitely a lie!

The blade gently covered the box, then threw the left leg bone of 30,000 years old in his hand to Tang San, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about it, I will find a way here in Zhuqing."

Zhu Zhuqing held his hand tightly, and she believed him.

Tang San nodded and put away the soul bone in his hand.

Xiao Wu and the master breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that the stupid Tang San would withdraw such a precious soul bone!

In that case, Xiao Wu chose to bite this idiot who kept saying she wanted to protect her.

The blade put away the soul bone and ice marrow jade box on the head.

He smiled and said, "The sharing of the spoils is over here. Don't be depressed if you don't get it. When I become rich in the future, we will use soul bones to stew soup and drink it!"

Puchi-

Liu Erlong held the master's hand and couldn't help laughing: "You silly child! If someone knew you were going to stew the soul bone soup, you would be beaten to death!"

As he said that, Wuxin listened to intentionality, Zhao Wuji stared at Daofeng: "You kid aren't planning to use that head soul bone to stew the soup, right?"

The originally dull atmosphere is now even more silent.

Jiangzhu, Huang Yuan and others were disappointed, but they guessed that it was not their turn. They just heard Zhao Wuji's words and felt that it was really something that a blade could do.

Tang San Xiaowu hugged her, and Ma Hongjun, who was holding her right leg tightly, wanted to lick her mouth twice, clenched her fists, Dai Mubai, Master, and Flander, all stared at the blade with strange eyes.

As if asking, aren't you really going to do this?

...

The blade released Zhu Zhuqing's little hand, then gently patted Ning Rongrong's little claw that was still twisting around his waist and got up.

He smiled.

"Teacher Zhao, there is an open square not far from this hotel. Where can we play with it?"

Zhao Wuji's muscles twitched on his face, and then he laughed awkwardly.

"Ah hahahaha! You kid are serious. I'm not seeing the atmosphere dull, just make a joke to liven up the atmosphere!"

The blade tilted his head and looked at Zhao Wuji, murmured, "Teacher Zhao, you don't look like you're joking."

"Oh, you kid don't understand my old Zhao's humor after all, it's so sad!"

Blade slapped his head and suddenly realized: "So that's it! Teacher Zhao is so humorous!"

"Ah hahaha, do you understand now?"

"Understood."

"Then you guys don't put away your martial soul?! Do you want to practice with me, Lao Zhao? Come on, there is an open square not far from this hotel, where can we gesture."

"Teacher Zhao, you really like to joke. I feel that the light in this room is dimmer, so I can increase the brightness of the martial soul."

...

After the farce, the atmosphere became much more lively.

Everyone talked about what plans they had after graduation.

Oscar woke up with a slap and drank less than a glass of beer, Ma Hongjun lying on the table with his soul bone in his arms.

"Jianren, how dare you hit me?! It's really a rebellious thing! Today I see Fat Master doesn't deal with you well!"

"Huh?" Flander pushed his glasses, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the stupid disciple who was inexpensive.

It was so embarrassing that he threw it onto Flander's head. The previous second was a heroic look of not getting drunk, but you kid actually lay down with a glass of wine?!

Then you might as well drink juice with Blade Fen, a bastard!!

Ma Hongjun suddenly felt sad and hurriedly sat upright.

My head hurts a little, and my face is spicy.

I glared at Oscar fiercely and dealt with you later!

Oscar is helpless. It was the dean who asked me to wake you up. If you have the ability, please go to the dean!

But this is a very serious topic. Tang San said: "After graduation, I will develop and grow the Tang Sect I founded."

"Where will I go, mistress!" Facing everyone's eyes, the rabbit spirit hugged Tang San's arm and said with a smile.

Tang San's face turned slightly red and wanted to break free, but Xiao Wu just refused to let go.

Everyone booed, Tang San's face was even more unnatural, and the struggle increased a little. Xiao Wu twisted his waist and then nodded heavily. Tang San was honest now.

The master's stiff face couldn't help but smile, it was great.
To be continued...