Facing Wu Sheng's menacing grab, Huan Huan chuckled, stretched out her slender hand, and grasped Wu Sheng's big hand. With a gentle squeeze of her onion-like pink jade fingers, she crushed his five finger bones to pieces.
The young Wusheng screamed in pain, holding his deformed right hand, and roared in pain and anger: "Bitch, you dare to hurt me? Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know." Huan Huan smiled sweetly, and her jade hands turned into claws, grabbing at the young Wu Sheng's heart.
Her claw was absent-minded and seemingly powerless, but the young martial artist did not dare to let her touch it. He flew away and shouted: "I am Shen Xing Wu Ying Fen Peony Zhang Liang! My master is the Eight Finger Zen Master of Wutai Mountain. The common name is Multi-Armed Bear Hair Tai!"
"Multiple-armed bear hair? Never heard of it."
Huan Huan giggled and grabbed the young Wu Sheng who flew back to the stairs with her fingers. She didn't see anything strange. The figure of the young Wu Sheng stiffened suddenly, his facial features were twisted, and his mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to shout. I couldn’t shout again. He pressed his heart with trembling hands, and slowly collapsed to the ground. Soon his legs kicked off and he lost his breath.
This way of death is very much like a heart attack.
"Husband, you did a good job, didn't you?" Huanwan looked at Qin Ran with a smile and asked for credit: "There is no blood in the killing, so it doesn't affect the meal!"
Qin Ran said leisurely: "Well, there is no blood involved in killing people. But when it comes to not affecting eating... do you think we can still eat well now?"
Huanwan looked around and saw several tables of diners upstairs, all with earth-colored faces and shivering, and several of them had already hid under the tables.
The two waiters who were delivering food were huddled in the corner, covering their heads and faces with the trays holding the dishes, shaking as if they were having an epilepsy.
Downstairs, at the front door of the restaurant, the owner of the restaurant ran out crawling on the ground, shouting miserably: "Killing! Killing!" There were screams along the way.
Huanwan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and said sweetly: "I'm sorry, but that guy is really annoying!"
"I know." Qin Ran chuckled and recalled the plot of "The Legend of Shushan Heroes", "This man is a flower picker with evil intentions and deserves to die. His master, Multi-Armed Xiong Maotai, was originally a charlatan and good at picking flowers. Later, I became a disciple of Wutai, learned a few spells, practiced a flying sword, and had some monk skills. Since you have killed Tai Mao's disciples, Huer, I will leave it to you to deal with Tai Mao."
"No problem." Huanwen nodded happily and asked, "But where is Mrs. Mao now?"
"She should live in Ciyun Temple." Qin Ran said: "I went to Ciyun Temple yesterday to investigate, and only found five monks. This Mrs. Mao should be the Shu capital who just arrived today. He and Ciyun Temple They are all from the same lineage of Wutai, and they are both from the Se Dao. Now that they have come to the capital of Shu, they should stay at Ciyun Temple."
Hanhan smiled and said: "What a coincidence. We were originally going to trouble Ciyun Temple, and this time we just happened to catch them all."
"Let's change places first and eat before we talk." Qin Ran flicked his sleeves and transformed into a stream of light. In an instant, he disappeared without a trace along with Long Er, Huan Huan and A Zi.
After changing to a quiet place and having lunch, Qin Ran and the four of them left the capital city of Shu and walked leisurely towards Ciyun Temple.
"Brother-in-law, I don't have a good sword."
Ah Zi clasped her hands behind her back and followed Qin Ran step by step. She stared at Qin Ran and Long Er's Fire Lin Swords and said pitifully: "This time the enemy has flying swords, but they use ordinary swords. How can we defeat them?" Get over it!"
"Can't we fight without a sword?" Huanwan said with a smile: "Let alone flying swords, I don't even have a mouthful of ordinary swords. Fighting depends on one hand." As she spoke, she stretched out her hands. , spread his fingers and shook them in front of Ah Zi.
"You're so stupid! I'm talking to my brother-in-law, why do you want to interrupt?" Ah Zi glared at Han Han angrily, and then begged Qin Ran: "My good brother-in-law, can you also forge a good sword for me?"
Qin Ran smiled and said: "Although the enemies this time have flying swords, they are all ordinary items. In essence, they are no different from the ordinary swords you use."
The sword Ah Zi used was made by Qin Ran using less than seven kilograms of iron from a hundred kilograms of pig iron. Although they are just mortal weapons, they are far from being considered divine weapons. As for the many divine weapons in Fengyun World, half of them are not swords. Most of the rest have their own owners. For example, Qin Ran promised to return the unknown heroic sword, such as Dugu Dream's Peerless Sword and more.
The only Fire Lin Sword was given to Long Er by Qin Ran.
Similarly, in the world of Shushan, good swords are also hard to find. In fact, most ordinary monks use mortal weapons made of iron essence. There are even people who use bamboo to make swords.
Those swords, said to be flying swords, only have the function of flying through the air. Their power is as weak as slag. Qin Ran can crush it into scrap metal with his bare hands.
Only famous swords such as the Ziqing Dual Sword, the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and the Tianlong Demon-Conquering Sword are forged from the finest materials including but not limited to divine iron and fairy wood, and are astonishingly powerful.
Qin Ran explained the characteristics of the flying swords and magic weapons of the monks in this world. Seeing that Ah Zi still looked gloomy, he smiled and said: "Okay, little Ah Zi wants a good sword. When Ci Yun is leveled, Temple, I will find it for you."
"Really?" Ah Zi looked at Qin Ran with bright eyes.
"When did I ever say such big things?" Qin Ran flicked Ah Zi's forehead with his finger and said with a smile: "There are many unowned treasures in this world. If you want them, I will get them for you." yes."
Azi suddenly beamed with joy.
Huanwan also said with a smile: "Hey, my husband said that, do I have a share?"
Ah Zi rolled her eyes at her angrily: "Huh, what flying sword magic weapon do you want? Aren't you always fighting with only one pair of hands? Brother-in-law, don't look for treasures for her. She only needs one pair of hands anyway!"
"You girl, you are so petty." Qin Ran chuckled, touched Ah Zi's forehead, and said, "When I do things, I always treat them with a bowl of water. I found the treasure for you, how can I miss your share? ?”
Ah Zi pouted, glared at Han Han who was smiling proudly, and asked Qin Ran: "What about my sister?"
"Of course A'Zhu also has a share." Qin Ran laughed and said, "All your sisters, all of you have a share!"
Long Er calculated silently and found that if everyone had a share, the number would be quite astonishing, so he asked him: "But are there so many ownerless treasures in the world?"
"If there weren't so many ownerless treasures..." Qin Ran sneered, "Then I would have to look for monks who have treasures to beg for alms."
Ah Zi nodded solemnly: "I know this. Rob the rich and give to the poor. Rob other people's rich and give to our poor."
Qin Ran laughed: "Yes, that's exactly it!"
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