Shui Miaomiao raised her head and stared at the azure blue in the sky, as if the spilled paint on the canvas outshone the original painting. No matter how the dark and gloomy clouds rolled around, they could not swallow up the blue.
"You are awesome." Shui Miaomiao gave Master Jun a thumbs up and pouted. So, Master Jun was equipped with an arsenal?
It's really hard to tell just by looking at it.
The combination is quite suitable, and I don't see any lethality.
He is well-proportioned without being complicated and bloated, and his every move is natural and unrestrained. If he could match the original appearance of the weapon master Jun, and reveal his unruly and unruly true self that would be displeasing to everyone, he would be a noble young man who is arrogant and unrestrained based on his talent.
But now, Master Jun accepted Shui Miaomiao's compliment unceremoniously as if he was in need of a slap, "Of course, you don't have to say it."
Then, he pointed his hand up and down at Shui Miaomiao's dress, "So, what's going on with you? Did you come to the Demon Realm for a beauty pageant?"
Master Jun was very troubled. He had prepared a black dress for Shui Miaomiao, but he still couldn't hide her beauty. Under the cover of this dim and dusty place, her pink makeup and jade designs were even more highlighted, making her look even more petite. .
Her hair accessories were obedient and simple, with only one thick black braid hanging down her chest. Such simplicity clearly highlighted her big and energetic eyes, which were lively and clear, and sparkled as if they could speak.
Fortunately, the thorn-like mask and the breath of blood forced back some of the quiet atmosphere belonging to the demonic realm, but the red blood-like earrings on the right ear added a bit of ghostly feeling to the atmosphere.
A flower budding behind a thorn bush?
The eyes that were estranged by the mask were pulled back by the earrings, tempting people to want to pry through the thorns and see the true appearance of the flower.
Master Jun looked away silently, quickly found a point to scold, pointed at Lazy Thread Ball and frowned, "You fragrant ball?"
"This is my external cultivation." Shui Miaomiao replied frankly.
Jun Weapon Master was stunned for a moment, then continued to investigate and then raised his eyebrows and said clearly, "It's exquisite and rare, just take it with you first. Who said you are too weak? You should cover it up, but you?" Then Juan, The weapon master's eyes naturally locked on the lustrous and delicate pearl waist chain, and said hurriedly, "You are showing off your wealth to the devil's realm. You are really not afraid of being robbed."
"Alas." Shui Miaomiao sighed and looked at the weapon master Jun with pity, "How do you have the nerve to say that you are the best at refining weapons? Is this a waist chain?"
Squinting his eyes and taking a closer look, Master Jun's face twitched and his smile was no longer scary at all. He folded his arms and pointed his fingers anxiously, "Well, I'll suffer a loss and I can make a private order for you cheaply." Make a special weapon and throw this away."
Before she finished speaking, Master Jun had already taken off the waist chain, but Shui Miaomiao opened it. She took a step back and covered the waist chain with both hands, and asked in confusion, "Why are you so crazy all of a sudden?"
"This is not good, and it wouldn't be a pity to throw it away. Do you know how many people have asked me to build it for them with tens of thousands of dollars. Now, on my whim, your ancestral graves will be filled with smoke."
Shui Miaomiao shrugged her shoulders. She really had no idea about Master Jun's weapon refining ability. She curled her lips and said, "No, I like this sword very much. I wasted it in order to take it out of the Blade Raising Studio." It strengthens my old nose, and it looks good, beautiful, and can also be used as a waist ornament."
"Superficial woman." Master Jun snorted disdainfully, "Whatever good things there are in the Ancient Immortal Sect Yangbianzhai belong to the dead owner. A weapon is no longer up to standard after the dead owner, let alone someone like you. Bundle!"
Seeing Master Jun's teeth gnashing even more as he hesitated to speak, Shui Miaomiao made a fan to fan Master Jun and said, "Calm down, calm down. I, the holder, don't think it's anything, so I'm talking to you guys Do those who make weapons care about the auspiciousness of the tools?"
"Heh." Master Jun twitched his lips perfunctorily, "From what you said, do you know the story of this thing? I don't mind. I think something like this that claims to have a story shouldn't exist in the first place."
"Isn't it too radical?" Shui Miaomiao hugged her waist and returned home. "This is just a weapon, a dead object. The point is the person who uses it. How do you know that the injured person is me and not the other party? ? Bah!" Shui Miaomiao spat on the ground, as if he had been cursed with ninefold revenge.
"It seems that you not only know that these swords are a pair, but also know who holds the other one? You seem to say that you came to the Demon Realm to save people? Is it the other one? Those who can't be saved, isn't this a foreshadowing."
"Say something nice! Don't be too yin and yang." Shui Miaomiao said weakly, sighing for Master Jun, clasping his hands in blind worship.
Jun Weapon Master didn't look at it and snorted, "I originally liked what you said before, it's a dead thing, but you don't believe it now."
Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes at Master Jun and said angrily, "You don't have to believe in ghosts and gods, but you can't be disrespectful."
"Then you offer it up and I'll make a new one for you. Don't use this thing anymore."
"You're so nervous, I'm afraid you believe in those bad legends and curses more than I do." Shui Miaomiao was nonchalant and tried to coax, "I still have a lot of things to deal with. It's urgent. Can we discuss it after we get out of the Demon Realm? ?”
No matter what, Shui Miaomiao will not replace Huai Guiri at this moment. Thanks to the Nine-fold Chou she caught in the Yangbianzhai when Huai Gui-ri and Broken Heart, now the only connection between her and Nine-fold Chou is these two swords.
"Sanshui!"
"No, you should call me seven o'clock water now. Did you forget what you just got?" Shui Miaomiao shivered, but found that Master Jun's face was as dark as water, and his eyes were like a large black swamp, staring at him with anger. Hold yourself.
"Are you serious, do you believe this stuff?"
"It's not a question of whether you believe it or not, it's a question of whether it exists or not."
Master Jun said what he said surprisingly seriously. Shui Miaomiao was obviously stunned, with a puzzled look on his face, "Existence?"
"There are many people in the world who don't believe in evil like you. I can see that you are more straightforward than them because you really don't believe in it. They mostly want to conquer, for fame, and for the so-called disbelief of evil. But this was wrong from the beginning. ! And it’s so wrong!”
Suspecting that Master Jun was just scaring herself, Shui Miaomiao touched the pearl waist chain, frowned, and asked tentatively, "How do you say it?"
"What should I say?" Master Jun sighed, rubbed his face, sat down on the floor, and said slowly and thoughtfully, "You know I have never been recognized by the mainstream."
Shui Miaomiao nodded and shook her head. In fact, she didn't care much about these things. She would only take the initiative to care about her friends about the things in the world of gods and demons. At other times, it could be said that she was just waiting to die.
"The most powerful weapon that the mainstream considers is, for example, the sword." Master Jun pointed at Huai Guiri at Shui Miaomiao's waist, "If you want the sword to be integrated into one, and to inject soul into the sword, I would say that is just A piece of iron, a broken ore, whatever I shape it into, it should be what it is, what does it mean to inject souls and what does it mean to give thoughts? It’s all heresy, and it’s an excuse for not being able to refine a weapon!”
"Ah." Shui Miaomiao opened her mouth in confusion. At first glance, it seemed that she was on the side of the mainstream. Isn't that what the storybooks say?
