Chapter 838 (1/2)
”Yan Chuan, you are a bunch of nonsense!” Yang Zhijiu cried angrily.
”Nonsense? Well, I have proof! ” Yan Chuan's eyes were cold.
Evidence? All around, all the strong people were surprised. Including the Dragon chair on the jingku, all show a trace of curiosity.
”Feather, take it out! Yesterday, Yang Zhijiu came to give you the bride price. ” Yan Chuan looks at Mo Yu.
”Betrothal gifts? I only gave thirty-six fairy stones. You can't use them to arrange me! ” Yang Zhi Jiu Nu shouts.
Mo Yu Xi nodded and quickly took out the huge box of betrothal gifts from the storage magic weapon.
”Bang!”
Take some flurried, ink feather Xi hands a shake, box almost spread, a fire red fairy stone, suddenly rolled to the ground.
”Ah
Mo Yu Xi quickly stabilizes the remaining immortal stone and does not let it pour out.
”Are you all right?” Yan Chuan worries and comforts Mo Yu Xi.
And that rolling out of the immortal stone, but in a twinkling of an eye rolled to the feet of the ancient moon son.
”Hoo!”
The fire is on the immortal stone, surrounded by dense gas, you can clearly see that the shadow of a fire phoenix is struggling and suffering. That look, there is a tear heart crack lung unwilling!
”The fairy stone has fallen Mo Yu Xi said.
”I'll do it!” Yan Chuan went to take it.
But Gu Yue's face suddenly changed. The moment Yan Chuan caught the immortal stone, he grabbed it first.
”Holy Son of the ancient moon, give this to me!” Yan Chuan asked for it.
”Where did this come from?” The Holy Son of the ancient moon roared furiously.
”This is the betrothal gift from Yang Zhijiu to Mo Yuxi. What's the matter?” Yan Chuan was puzzled.
”Yes, it's a betrothal gift from me!” Yang Zhijiu cried at the moment.
”Third brother's breath, this is the third brother's breath! I can sense it. It's the connection of blood and blood! ” Ancient moon son Na Na road.
”What's the smell of the third brother? The smell of old three? How can it be! ” Yang Zhijiu shows a trace of disdain.
”Son of a bitch, this is the original flavor of the third brother. Moreover, it is connected with me, has my breath, and is connected with my origin. It is the third brother, the third brother! The spirit of the third brother His eyes burst into tears.
”What?” Yang Zhijiu didn't understand.
”Did you use the spirit of the third brother to refine the weapon? You have lost the spirit of the third brother The Holy Son of the ancient moon roared.
If at ordinary times, Guyue Shengzi may suppress the shock in his heart and analyze it carefully. But at this moment, his mood has been completely disturbed by Yan Chuan. He is guilty of his younger sister-in-law and incompetent. He has been repressed for a long time.
Suddenly found that his third brother spirit was lost consciousness, has been refined into a magic weapon, at the moment in the heart of resentment, can no longer restrain.
”You killed the third brother. How can the spirit of the third brother be here, how can it be?” The Holy Son of the ancient moon roared.