Chapter 147 (1/2)

Purple Xu rolled a white eye son, have so good?

You can pick out the hard and blue jewelry of Weimin

Zixu can't see anything with what, the skin is almost the same.

”There are veins here. Bailihan said that he would send someone to dig. I can't do it alone.”

Baili Weimin nodded: ”it's OK. You can't dig a girl.”

He paused and complained: ”you see, I didn't let me take a bag. I couldn't take the selected one.”

Purple Xu helpless, from the backpack pulled out a bag: ”you see the dress, I give you back.”

”Yes, put more white ones. The rest are useless for the time being. They can't be sold in troubled times.

By the way, I promise to make a set of carving supplies for the old witch. ”

Zixu didn't care about him. She was only responsible for carrying it back. Of course, she also chose her own white corundum.

When they got home, it was dark, Zixu went to make something, and they were busy after eating.

Zixu made many gears, including the trigger.

When the shell arrives, it can be assembled.

At dawn the next day, Tian Tian woke her up: ”it's dawn, get up quickly!”

Zixu mumbled: ”why?”

”Find my parts!”

Zixu opened his eyes and went to wash and gargle. After breakfast, he went out with a few cloth bags.

It's easy for her to cross the river secretly without disturbing the people sent by the valley master.

According to Mr. Mingjing, Zixu is looking for some parts in the uncultivated area there.

If it had not been for exploratory surgery, she would not have found a hair.

Those parts are either turned into stone or buried in the ground, without exploration, they don't know what they are.

In fact, the wasteland here is much more fertile than her side, and there are many herbs.

She collects what she sees, but she can't go empty anyway.

I didn't expect there was Polygonum multiflorum, which she had never found.

Digging a few, ready to look for the next time, a strong wind hit.

Zixu side jump to avoid, looking up to see a man wearing a black tights, face wearing a white mask.

His whole body is full of murderous spirit, and a soft sword in his hand is as black as ink, but it gives people a cold feeling.

”Who are you? Why kill me

Man does not speak, as if in his eyes killing is language!

Zixu is a little flustered. Up to now, she has not met such a despicable person.

The ink sword is like a snake running straight to Zixu's front door.

Zixu takes out a short knife with her backpack as a cover. She can't use any martial arts moves. She can only save her life by fighting in her previous life.

When the black sword cuts her cheek and brings out a string of blood beads, Zixu is frightened to find that the man is playing the game of cat and mouse.

He played with himself like a mouse, if not, he would have died by his sword.

When Dangfei Mo sword wants to cut off her nose, Zixu grits her teeth and blocks with her arm.

She could feel the skin crack on her arm, but it wasn't deep.

Without that dress, her arm would have landed by now.

”Eh?” The man made a voice of surprise.

Zixu a Zheng, what flashed in the mind did not grasp.

His voice is too soft.

She asked, ”who are you? Why do I feel so familiar with your voice! ”

The man stood upright, like a sword, but he said nothing.

Ink sword slowly raised, obviously is so slow, but in Zixu's eyes, it set off a storm.

She will die, she will die under this sword.

At the next moment, the ink sword stabbed Zixu's heart like electricity straight, and the red blood soaked into the clothes.