In a small courtyard deep in the Wei Mansion

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Zhang Xuan carved three peach wood swords in a row, and also used his ancestral heavenly master seal to make marks on these three swords respectively.

Looking at the three swords in front of him, Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

But just these three peach wood swords, maybe a little thin!

Zhang Xuan attached great importance to these three warriors of the Zhen Qiushi, and it was not convenient to leak the affairs of the gods to them at present, but perhaps some magic weapons could be properly revealed first.

The mahogany sword is weird for killing, huh? ......

Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up, Zhenwei Tower!

Peach wood sword, with the Zhenwei Tower, one attack and one defense, one kill and one harvest, perfect match!

Thinking of doing it, Zhang Xuan picked up the peach wood and began to carve the Zhenwei Pagoda.

The backyard of Tianxiangju

was silent at this time, and suddenly only a "crunch..." was heard, and a small door in the corner was pushed open.

The small door did not completely open, but only opened a slit just enough for a person to enter and exit sideways.

Then I saw a blurry figure leaning in from outside the door, seemingly observing the situation in the backyard, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one in the courtyard.

The figure gently stepped into the small courtyard, and then turned around and slowly closed the small door, afraid to make a sound again.

After closing the small door, the figure first looked at the stone table in the courtyard, saw that the stone table was empty, and then turned his head to look at the statue discarded in the corner, and seemed to smile with satisfaction.

With the shadow leaving the courtyard wall, the moonlight shone on the figure, and I saw that the figure was wearing the clothes of the Qian Mansion, an ordinary face, and there was nothing strange.

This person's face was a little nervous at the moment, but also a little excited, a pair of small eyes flashed with essence, obviously also had martial arts, it seemed that it was not weak.

I saw him creeping in, gently moving his footsteps, the coarse cloth shoes on his feet almost fell silently, and he went straight to the bedroom of the eighth young master Qian Liwen.

It was only twenty or thirty meters away, so he soon came to the outside of Qian Liwen's bedroom, gently opened the window frame, looked into the house with the help of moonlight, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the two people sitting on the chair who were sleepy.

"Eighth Young Master, don't blame me! Only you are to blame for getting in the way of others. Hey...... How did the ceramic statue on the table break? This

person seemed to have strong eyesight, and clearly saw the broken porcelain pieces scattered on the table, but then he saw Xiaoliu's arm stretched out to the position of the statue, and suddenly realized.

"Hehe..., Eighth Young Master, it seems that you are destined for today! Don't blame me, don't blame me, blame you... Hmm..." As

if realizing something, the man immediately stopped talking.

Then he saw that as soon as this person reached out, he took out a long strip of something from his arms, and then stuffed it through the hole he had just opened.

I saw that the long strip-like thing, as soon as it fell into the bedroom, began to spew out a thick black fog, and a roar could be faintly heard.

"Eighth Young Master, there will be no end in the future, hehe..." Seeing

that things were going so smoothly, the man immediately turned around and was about to leave, and then he suddenly found that the moon was gone, and the entire backyard was plunged into darkness.

"What's going on?" He suddenly had a bad feeling, then turned his head and looked at the bedroom again, and then vaguely saw a golden light flashing in the room, and then heard a scream. This scream is not like a human voice, but like a strange cry when dying.

"Ahhhh

"What's going on?" He suddenly felt flustered.

"Do you want to explain here today?"

"Moo..." suddenly

a cow roared.

"Cow?! Qian Fu didn't buy cows today! Only the Eighth Young Master brought back a cow and then killed the Flame Beef! Yes? Thinking

of this, he suddenly shuddered, and then looked in a certain direction.

"Moo..." I

saw the black mist rolling, and then the strangeness of a minotaur gradually appeared in the black mist.

Feeling the sense of oppression coming from the strange body of the minotaur, he instantly felt like a sieve and trembled.

"Moo..."

"Red-clad ghost? Oh, my God? How so? I..." The

bull head looked strangely at his new body, and a complex color seemed to flash in the bull's eyes, and then he looked up at the man standing outside the enemy's door in front of him.

Doubts flashed in the bull's eyes, it seemed that he had never seen this person, but... Hatred flashed in the bull's eyes instantly, and the fierce light flourished.

"Lord Niu, your death has nothing to do with me! Your enemy is inside,......" He saw the strange eyes of the bull head and understood that it was going to be bad, and immediately "poof..."

"Humans deserve to die! Moo..." "

Ahh

"When ... When..." Suddenly

a melodious sound of copper bells came.

On the bell and drum tower near the ancestral hall of Fuping City, the small bronze bell facing the direction of Tianxiangju suddenly began to ring, and all the warriors on duty quickly looked in the direction of Tianxiangju.

"Swoosh... Swoosh..." Two warrior figures quickly jumped down from the bell and drum tower and began to look for strange traces.

The bull head who was about to enter the house suddenly looked back in the direction of the bell and drum tower, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, turned his head to look at Qian Liwen's bedroom again, a heavy hatred flashed in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up, turning into a black fog and flying into the shadows of the courtyard wall.

Hearing the bell ringing, several warriors in the front yard of Tianxiangju also quickly became vigilant, and immediately stood up, each occupying a favorable position, and had already drawn their weapons and held them in their hands.

"Qian Zhong, you go to the backyard to take a look, and call on the brothers to do a good job of protection and protect the Eighth Young Master. Today, the Eighth Young Master is here, so there can be no accidents. A warrior at the head suddenly ordered another warrior next to him.

"Yes, boss!" I saw a warrior named Qian Zhong, holding a peach wood sword, turned around and ran towards the backyard.

......

Moreover, the bull's head turned into a black mist and flew out of Tianxiangju, cautiously along the way, flying towards the outside of the city with the help of various shadows on the street.

"Bang... Bang..., two more heavens, each go home! "

Oh... Shut the door and window, be safe! "

Ahhh... Damn beaters, ah..." The

bullhead who was walking suddenly heard the sound of beating people in the distance, and suddenly felt a headache. It couldn't figure out why the sound of the hammer heard before was unnoticed, but this time it was so uncomfortable to hear the sound of the hammer in Fuping City.

Listening to the sound of the hammer getting closer and closer, the bullhead strangely endured the severe pain and flew directly into the mansion next to it.

Fifty meters away is the main entrance of the mansion, above which hangs a plaque with two large characters: "Wei Mansion."

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