Chapter 390 (2/2)

Yun fan didn't look at each other and smiled at Xia Shu Judo: ”all right, put it away. With your strength, it's better to take out less of this kind of thing.”

”Thank you. By the way, why are you here?”

Xia Shurou wouldn't think it was a coincidence. She didn't come to River City long. If she hadn't bought Tiangang Yunshi, she would have left directly. She didn't stay at all.

”Hehe, how to say this. A little girl said she knew a master of refining tools. I wanted to refine a mask, so I came here. I didn't expect to meet such a master.”

”Little girl? The weird one?”

Xia Shurou's eyes widened and she was surprised.

”Do you know?”

”How could I know her? She cheated me to spend a lot of spirit stones since she entered the city. I don't know where it came from. It's too ghost.”

Xia Shurou was embarrassed to think that she had been cheated by a little girl for so long. Just came to river city and didn't know anything. She never thought that a little girl would cheat her.

”It's really ghost enough. She cheated me a lot.”

Yunfan doesn't hide it. He never hides anything embarrassing. It's not that he has a thick skin, but that he thinks it can make him do less humiliating things.

”Unfortunately, I'm not free now, otherwise I can refine one for you. Although the level is a little low, it must be beautiful.”

Xia Shurou smiled and smiled very sunny.

”Now, as long as you can cover your face, my requirements are not high. Don't worry about other things.”

Hearing Yunfan say so, Xia Shurou didn't grind Ji and began refining directly on the roadside.

She doesn't have any worries about the people who can kill the fire sect elders.

Looking at them as if they were alone, Fang gasped.

The pale face shouted, ”boy, do you know who I am?”

If you cut people and don't run away, you're still refining some bullshit mask here.

Are you mentally ill or arrogant?

When the Fang family is a small family, can they pinch as much as they want?

Looking at Yunfan, Fang Gaishi just wanted to curse, he saw several figures rushing over quickly.

”Dad, second uncle, this bastard split my hand. I'm going to break him into pieces. PA......”

Before Fang Gaishi finished, a slap rang in the face. The powerful force not only left bright red fingerprints on his face, but also pulled him out.

A total of three people came. A middle-aged man in the middle looked dignified. Although he didn't say a word, he felt very calm.

”Dad, what are you doing? That bastard cut off your son's arm and you hit me?”

Fang Gaishi was stunned.

Don't mention an arm before. Even if a little skin is broken, Fang Jincan will erase each other.

This time not only did not do it, but it was a slap.

Are you still my father?

Is it too big to turn your elbows out?

If it wasn't for the burning pain on his face, Fang Gaishi really thought it was a dream.