Xiao Tian, seeing the expression of Solanum nigrum, could probably guess her idea, and could not help shaking his head and laughing: "OK, next I'll take you to see your brother."

The black sunflower hears the speech to stare big eyes, the surprise way: "thank you master!"

Xiao Tian can't help shaking his head. A little under his feet, he flies to Yongan, Yuzhou City with Solanum nigrum.

At the same time, Yuzhou, Yong'an Dang.

Suddenly a touch of scarlet appeared in the dark sky, and then a bloody thunder fell from the sky and fell in front of the gate of Yong'an.

Then the figure of the double tower emerged from the smoke and dust and clapped on the gate of Yong'an.

"Boom

When the gate of Yong'an is slapped by the double tower, it immediately separates from the door frame, and the two door panels hit the ground with a dull sound.

"Can't you knock? Is it free to build the gate? "

Suddenly, there was a roar of rage from Yong'an dangnei. Then a young man in an olive colored robe with many copper coins on his body appeared in the sight of the tower.

"General Feipeng..." Chonglou eyes flashed a complex color, murmured in a low voice.

"What do you say?" The young man frowned and looked at the second floor with no good breath.

"Be a sword!" Paris will be a magic sword clapped on the counter, the tone is flat way.

The young man looked at the magic sword on the counter, and a touch of essence flashed in his eyes. He roared in his heart: "the words on the sword are the words of the ancient Jiang kingdom. This sword must be taken down!"

However, although the heart has been in a state of turmoil, the young man still has a little anger on his face, and he has no good way: "be a sword when you are a sword. Why do you damage my door? Well, how much do you intend to pay for this sword

"A penny," said Chonglou, looking at the young man.

"A cent? Are you not making fun of me Hearing the words of Chonglou, Jingtian just felt angry and roared.

"You go to the city of Yuzhou to inquire about my Jingtian's name, and then inquire about the name of Yong'an Dang. When did Jingtian ever do business for a Wen?"

"I'll only take it for a penny," said Chonglou, looking at Jingtian with a heavy tone. "And this sword is only for you. If you dare to sell it to others..."

While speaking, there was a flash of fierce light in the eyes of Chonglou, and the terrible pressure came from his body, which was like a mountain and a sea, pressing towards the sky.

Faced with the terrible pressure of Chonglou, Jingtian can't help shrinking his neck. At the same time, he is helpless. He grew up in Yongan when he was young, and saw many customers coming to pawn. There are all kinds of people in all kinds of ways, but he is the first one like Chonglou.

"OK, OK, I'll take this sword," Jingtian looked at the tower and said helplessly.

While talking, Jingtian takes a Wen from his pocket and puts it on the counter and pushes it to Chonglou.

Although Jingtian didn't want to have anything to do with the red haired weirdo in his heart, now the situation is better than others, so he can only recognize it with his nose.

Seeing this, a faint smile appeared on his face. He held the money in his hand and disappeared in his place.

Only his overbearing voice still reverberates in the hall of Yong'an --

"general Feipeng, I'm waiting for you in the demon world!"

"I'm sick. General Feipeng, general Feixu. My name is Jingtian." Hearing the words of Chonglou, Jingtian can't help but curl his mouth, and has no good airway.

With that, Jingtian put away the magic sword on the counter, looked at the two door panels on the ground, and sighed: "well, it seems that I can't sleep tonight."