Fairyland, Big Problem

"Wow, absolutely beautiful!"

"As expected of the sword of Captain Feipeng, it is extraordinary!"

There were many people in the dark, and even from a few meters away, they could still feel that the quality of the treasured sword was good, and it was the best spiritual equipment of the lunar rank.

The specific beauty is that you don't really understand it, you have to get started to know it.

Wen Jiu was first shocked by the beauty of the treasured sword. It is indeed a remarkable historical object, and the quality looks great.

But it is far from the real war sword "Million Miles".

The first is the length, just one meter long...

You must know that the war knife on Wen Jiu's back is about to mop the floor if it is placed diagonally.

The second is embellishment. How could the sword of Fei Peng be used for so many gems, jade, and broken silver embellishments.

This is not to blame for the clumsy eyes of the Tianmu family. They have never really fought against Commander Feipeng. It is estimated that they have checked some historical documents, and there are few descriptions of the battle against the sword.

In addition, the treasure sword in front of him is indeed not a common thing, and it is also exclusive to Marshal Feipeng.

Mu Chutian brought the Tianmu family's dark-suppressor into the commander's mansion to move things. The treasured saber was obtained from the most noble independent shelf in the residence of Commander Feipeng, which showed its status even more.

Guessing wrong is really not wrong.

If you look at the guests present, it is estimated that they are at the VIP level in the inner hall, and only some of them can see the doorway.

Especially the old owner, whose expression was obviously stunned, turned back and exchanged glances with the distinguished guests, and smiled meaningfully.

At this point, Wen Jiu felt that this was the case.

Mu Chutian was still talking like a clown jumping on the beam, but in fact, the core staff in the banquet hall had a clear mind, and they were just cheering for the show and selling the Tianmu family's face.

This is far more humiliating than exposing it on the spot.

When Mu Yuandong went home and told his son, Mu Chutian was so ashamed that he committed suicide.

"Young master is amazing!"

After all, there are a small number of people who have the highest vision in the world. Many young talents in the outer hall who have a good relationship with Mu Chutian began to tout them, and there were also celebrities who secretly made good news.

This made Mu Chutian, who was in the dark, fluttered.

"Hahaha, I didn't praise you so much. In fact, I wasted a lot of time with the cooperation of the two seniors."

"Oh, tell everyone, that's the evil spirit on the wanted list!"

Mu Fengshuang stared at the treasured sword with fiery eyes, and Phoenix Flower also focused on Mu Chutian, surrounded by the head of the Mu family and the distinguished guests.

Mu Chutian deeply felt that as a leader among the elites of his generation, he must show his style.

"Commander Feipeng is powerful, but he is not invincible. I let an old senior lurking by the side, and first tried my best to block the attack of the commander."

It must be praised that Mu Chutian's storytelling skills are very good, and he can tell that he has experienced the battlefield himself. Although he has the strength of his family's predecessors, he is also brave and incomparable.

"However, evil things are always evil things, how much is the deceit of beasts? Just increase the laughing ears!"

Speaking of refreshment, Mu Chutian even used the scriptures to make a judgment in the ancient style.

"Hey!"

Wen Jiu, who planned to ignore the clown, really couldn't bear it anymore.

Ai can take credit for whatever it is, but he actually uses the name of a beast to describe the handsome Feipeng!

Perhaps the behavior of evil things is not as good as that of beasts, but Captain Feipeng still retains his humanity.

Taking a ten thousand steps back, Mu Chutian despised Xie Sha's intelligence, which was equivalent to insulting the dark-slayers who attacked the "source of evil" in history.

By the way, Wen Jiu was scolded in.

It can be tolerated! ?

Glancing at the clock leader and them.

I'm sorry, I can't bear it, I'm not pretending to be X, I'm a real X.

Leader Zhong and the others nodded again and again: You are a bullshit, you speak first.

In fact, they are also angry. Mu Chutian described Feipengguan as easily broken. Are all the dark-slayers in the Tianma city group all idiots?

"Why?" Mu Chutian, who was in a hurry, was interrupted to speak, quite upset.

Considering that it is not easy for the guests to come to Mu's house to participate in the banquet, he still observes Wen Jiu patiently.

Strange work uniform, behind a big knife that doesn't match the system is tightly bandaged.

If there is no trace of family emblem, family emblem, etc., first exclude members of the big family;

Unofficial Dark Slayer outfit, exclusion strategy department and members of the three groups.

"Who are you?"

"This year's new students of the Institute of Strategy."

"Pfft." Mu Chutian sneered, but he also knew that he couldn't laugh at the entire Strategy Academy, "This little classmate, what advice do you have?"

"I want you to see the sword of Captain Feipeng, Wanli."

The hall was stagnant again, and everyone's attention shifted from Mu Chutian to Wen Jiu.

Full of suspicion and pity, I felt that this student was about to finish, and the treasured sword just now was obviously genuine.

Looking behind the students, it is the sealing tape that encapsulates the 'turbid device', the top-end upgraded version of the sealing talisman.

This person can't come to the banquet with the "turbid device" version of the commander's sword...

"Hahaha, you are so funny!"

Mu Chutian and the people around him were happy.

Mu Chenzhou silently covered his face in the corner: It's over, Wen Jiu really showed off the stall goods, although Mu Chutian's is obviously not a war knife, but it's better than the stall goods...

Do you want to knock Wen Jiu out first?

Mu Chenzhou felt bitter in his heart, and with the strength of this student, it seemed that it would not be so easy to stun him.

"Come on, let everyone see!"

"Brighten your knife!"

The crowd booed, ridiculed a lot, and had real expectations.

Xu Bafang and the others really wanted to see the imperial sword given by Captain Fei Peng, and their necks were so long.

The little secretary got close to Wen Jiu, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. In case of collapse, she just wanted to grab Wen Jiu with a mask and run quickly. She was already mentally prepared to be banned by the young lady for two years.

"Look good."

Returning to Linglong Ancient Town from Feipengguan with the Battle Sword on his back, at that time the three seal talismans could not suppress the domineering evil-type psionic energy. Wen Jiu knew very well that the courage of the Battle Sword Wanli was by no means superficial jewels.

The three sealing talismans were removed, and the sealing cloth had just peeled off the hilt to the gauntlet, and it was already unable to suppress the evil spirit energy accumulated in it.

bang——

With Wen Jiu as the center, the yin wind blows, and the deep cold touch is accompanied by a restlessness and heat.

Contradictory, but not contradictory.

The battlefield is like this, crazy, bloody, and cold and realistic.

Before the head of the Mu family moved, a female figure jumped up to Wen Jiu within two steps~www.NovelMTL.com~ Phoenix took out her feather and fan and waved it gently. influence.

It's just the evil-type psionic energy on the 'turbid device' that has the momentum to drag the weaker into the illusion of despair!

The sound of the sword was like the neighing of a golden-winged roc, the eagle struck the sky, traveled thousands of miles, and took everyone back to the cruel battlefield without urban agglomerations and advanced equipment more than 300 years ago.

The proudly built border, the ancient city of Xuehe Town.

Commander Feipeng brought soldiers and soldiers to fight against the evil creatures for years, stabilize the border and expand the territory.

There have been many such heroes in history. They have shouldered the heavy responsibility of salvation with their flesh and blood, and only have today's local peace.

The war sword Wanli was sheathed, and the restless evil spirit energy was faintly warm in the end rhyme.

Master Fei Peng's own three styles are deeply integrated into the knife.

Breeze, bright moon, homecoming...