Chapter 235

"Yes, I don't think she's nervous at all. It's just bluffing. It's exposed."

"Well, I'm tired of fighting with other people."

Immediately, the maids brought by the eighth Princess couldn't help pointing at Murong Fengqing and laughing. Together with the people around them, they all looked at Murong Fengqing with a look of ridicule, as if they had expected the final defeat of Murong Fengqing.

"Well, I'll fight with you as you wish. Don't cry for me to let you go." Eight Princess looking at this time in a daze Murong Fengqing, the heart of the interest is more thick, Murong Fengqing see you install, now can't install it.

Murong Fengqing is really scared. What's the matter? She can't even pick up a scrap iron?

But just that kind of feeling, it's not that it's too heavy to carry, but a kind of resistance. Yes, it's a kind of resistance. This scrap iron will resist itself.

"Xiaoqingqing, this is not ordinary scrap iron. Take it back." All of a sudden, the voice of Phoenix nine came, and the voice was still a little urgent.

Murong Feng rolled her eyes. If there were not so many people here, she would like to scold. She couldn't take it up. How could she take it back!

And this is not an ordinary thing, just Baili Shuyue can take up, is her ability is not enough, that Baili Shuyue is not she also fierce?

"There are many reasons why weapons can't be touched. Try to take them back with mental force. You must take them back."

It's easy to say. Murong Feng glances at the people around him. They all look at themselves, but they can't afford a weapon. Is it worth looking down on people?

However, any one of the shop assistants can afford it, but they can't move. It's really a bit of advice.

In particular, this weapon is really ordinary and not heavy.

"Murong waste, do you want us to take it back to the prime minister's residence for you? You don't want to carry the sword back? Ha ha ha A passer-by laughing at the opening, said, but also unbridled laughter.

"It seems that this scrap iron is not good. Do you have anything worse here, shopkeeper? Maybe people are too cheap, even swords look down on her." Eight princesses shallow smile, vermilion lip petal evokes a very beautiful radian.

Originally, she thought that Murong Fengqing had something special. Now it seems that it's just that most people will act and pretend to be arrogant and calm. Who can't.

Murong Fengqing this fake skin, she must tear it off, let feiran brother know, he was cheated by something.

"Eight princesses, this scrap iron is the worst. At the beginning, an old man wanted to sell it to us. We were really poor at his hands. Our weapon shop is at least the weapon of the warrior. No matter how bad it is, there are only wooden sticks."

For Murong Fengqing, the shopkeeper doesn't like it now, so he also takes the opportunity to get down the well.

"Stick! The princess will pay for it. You can give her a wooden sword, rubbish. You see, the princess is kind enough to you. She gives you a sword, and now she gives you a wooden sword. "

"Thank you, Princess eight. Please pay." Feeling the burning pain of his hands, Murong Feng tilted up his abandoned sword and said, "eight princesses, do you want to start now?"