"What kind of cultivation is that Miss Zhang who can comfort the third-level monster?" Xu Jintang asked in a flash of his eyes and pretended to be curious.

"This guest official, how can I know about this?" Li Xiumiao had a signature smile on her face.

"Oh..." I understood.

Seeing Xiao Si in the hotel starting to clean up the room where he was dining, Xu Jintang smiled slightly and immediately left the gate of the mutton restaurant. His figure flashed a few times and disappeared.

About half an hour later.

Zhang Wanru crawled out from the wild boar demon's belly, and she calmly dressed herself in clothes.

"Zhu Zishan! Do me a favor and clear out the divine thoughts here." Zhang Wanru took out the green-dial sword from the storage bag and threw it directly in front of the wild boar.

The wild boar bit the Qingdiao Jian and shook the pig's head slightly, then threw it back.

After doing this.

The third-level wild boar demon turned into a ray of escape light and left.

After taking the Qingdiao Sword, Zhang Wanru's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the sword, and there was no residual divine consciousness in the sword body, which meant that she could easily refine this top-quality flying sword.

"Hmph! I'm not fucking you for nothing!" Zhang Wanru spat, took out a handkerchief from the storage bag and wiped the corners of her mouth, and then returned to the Jianshilin Lamb Restaurant in silence.

"Miss Zhang, has that wild boar demon left?" Li Xiumiao asked worriedly.

"The light of the pig demon flying away is so conspicuous, can't you still see it?" Zhang Wanru asked strangely.

"I mean he will come back?"

"It should be possible." Zhang Wanru said in an uncertain tone.

"Miss Li, I'm leaving too." Zhang Wanru resigned directly.

"That boy Gou Xun fell asleep after drinking too much, so I'll wake him up." Li Xiumiao said enthusiastically.

"No! Let him sleep." Zhang Wanrutai refused.

"If Gou Xun wakes up, I, Zhang Wanru, will never come to the rocky desert again, let him forget me." Zhang Wanru turned around and left.

"Miss Zhang..." Li Xiumiao also planned to keep him, but Zhang Wanru had already taken a hundred steps away.

Suddenly.

A black flying sword penetrated obliquely.

clang!

A crisp sound.

Zhang Wanru took out the Qingyu Sword that had not yet been completely refined from the storage bag, and used secular martial arts to resist the blow of the flying sword.

The black flying sword sneaked into a sneak attack without any success. The flying sword's body dripped in half, and a spin came to kill again.

Zhang Wanru turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the nearest cover.

clang!

Another crisp sound.

Zhang Wanru calmly resisted the second attack of the Black Flying Sword.

She flashed back to the Jianshilin Lamb Restaurant, and her figure flashed and disappeared.

The black flying sword hovered over the Kinshilin Lamb Restaurant for two circles and suddenly pierced a hole, and then flew back with a wisp of blood.

A mutton restaurant, Xiao Si, was cut off his head with a sword, and blood splattered on the spot.

"Dongzi!" Li Xiumiao shouted loudly.

"Don't speak out." One hand grabbed Li Xiumiao's shoulder, covered her mouth, and pulled her into another stone room.

Just at this moment.

A dark flying sword broke through the roof, fell into the room and swept it hard, and flew out again.

The black flying sword dripped in the air.

The sword body was at least not stained with blood, which means that the sword had no achievements at all and no one was killed.

Whoosh!

The black flying sword swam on the roof like a swimming fish. As long as there is a slight sound, it will pierce the roof and go to the room to destroy it.

For a moment.

The entire mutton restaurant held its breath and did not dare to move at all.

A sting.

The black flying sword swept through Li Xiumiao at a very fast speed.

Li Xiumiao was so shocked that she was sweating profusely?

Another sting.

The black flying sword suddenly flew past Li Xiumiao at a distance of about half a meter to the right.

With a thud.

Wang Tuozi, hiding in the kitchen, looked at the blood hole in his chest and fell down in disbelief.

In front of the flying sword.

The stone house in Jianshilin Lamb Restaurant is like tofu built.

A flying sword can penetrate four or five stone walls with one sword, and pierce the people hiding behind the stone wall together with the stone wall.

In other words, even if the person hiding in the stone house does not make any sound, he will be stabbed by an inexplicable sword.

Zhang Wanru hid in the mutton restaurant and brought danger to everyone in the mutton restaurant.

"Miss Zhang." Li Xiumiao knelt in front of Zhang Wanru. She didn't say a word and kept kowtowing, begging Zhang Wanru to go out and face the danger herself and not bring disaster to them.

Faced with the begging that was so close, Zhang Wanru was unmoved. She held the flying sword in her hand with a calm expression, constantly injecting magic power into the top-quality flying sword in her hand.

She must refine this top-quality flying sword as soon as possible. Only in this way can she have the power to fight back.

The person who attacked her set up a hidden magic circle outside, hid in the magic circle, and remotely controlled the flying sword to attack him.

That guy is a veteran, and Zhang Wanru has not yet figured out the specific location of the hidden magic array.

Seeing that Zhang Wanru was unmoved at all, Li Xiumiao gave up the idea of ​​begging the woman to go out to face the challenge. She crawled on the ground and moved closely against the ground.

Li Xiumiao thought of a way to survive for the time being, which is to hide in the basement as soon as possible.

The others in the Jianshilin Lamb Restaurant were also like Li Xiumiao, lying on the ground, wishing to curl themselves into a dot and avoid the flying swords that were running around on their heads.

The thrilling sound of the black flying sword piercing through the stone house kept ringing in my ears.

Zhang Wanru stood still with a flying sword in her hand.

The house in Jianshilin Lamb Restaurant is indeed solid, and it has been pierced by the black flying sword dozens of times in a short period of time and it has not collapsed.

The purple Xuangang has almost soaked in the Qingdiao Sword. The Qingdiao Sword actively absorbs the surrounding spiritual energy. This top-quality flying sword that can swallow and suck inspiration by itself, and is even feeding back to Zhang Wanru's magic power.

The black flying sword hovered in the air, and the tip of the sword shook its fingers at the mutton restaurant.

Not far away.

Xu Jintang, who was sitting cross-legged in the hidden magic circle, suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt the pure wood Yi spiritual energy.

Found it!

The black flying sword wandered around and chose a tricky angle.

Whoosh!

The flying sword stabbed into the center of the house.

Zhang Wanru, who was located at the corner of the stone wall, suddenly took a step forward and then turned around and slashed back.

clang!

A crisp sound.

Almost half of the inspiration on the black sword was cut off.

Black Sword Escape.

Breaking through a hole, he flew back towards the hidden magic circle where Xu Jintang was.

Whoosh!

The green flying sword came first, and it actually surpassed the escaped black sword. It penetrated hundreds of meters away with one sword, and then hovered in the sky and flew back again.

Plop!

The black sword that flew halfway down to the ground.

Whoosh!

The green-carved sword fell from the sky, pierced the top of the stone house, and fell back into Zhang Wanru's hands.

Zhang Wanru held the green-carved sword in her hand and shook a sword flower.

She approached the stone wall, and through the gaps in the stone wall, she observed the falling black sword with a serious expression.

Is it over?

Shu Sanhe, who was huddled in the corner of the stone table, crawled up and took a photo of the dust on his body, carefully confirming the safety around him.
Chapter completed!