Chapter 145: close the door

"Hand over the sword and I will spare you." An Zijie walked into the Zhu Jianfang, the ghost spirit was filled with murderous intentions, and even the air seemed to become cold.
"You really can't talk, go away, let me come..." Zhao Sihai reached out and pushed away An Zijie, arched his hand toward Jiang Li and the paradigm: "Two, how about business?"
"what business?"
"I heard that the two of them have forged a sword, which is dedicated to breaking the ghost of the Netherworld Sect. The three of us happen to be interested. I don't know if the two are willing to cut love?" Here, Zhao Sihai smiled again: "Yes By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhao Sihai, one of the true stories of Qianshan Sect. He is Su Jin, the strongest inner disciple of the Shanjian School. As for the remaining one, the two have already dealt with each other. Zong’s An Zijie, unfortunately, happened to have raised the abyss restrained by this sword..."
Listening to Zhao Sihai's self-introduction, Jiang Li and the paradigm, you look at me, I look at you, they didn't speak...
"Hehe..." Zhao Sihai smiled with satisfaction, knowing that it was shocked by the heads of three people, and the disciples of the three major schools of Wuhai came forward at the same time, and could not shock the two repairs without the door and the school. What is Wuhai Sanmen School?
"Ordinarily, these two swords have been cast as enemies with Chi Ming, but the three of us are not unreasonable people. The sword is forbidden by eighteen items, and it has just entered the Yin Rune Column, in the market of Wanghai City, it looks like a thousand spirit stones. Let’s add some, one thousand and five hundred spirit stones. How do the two feel?"
"Oh..." Seeing Jiangli did not speak, Zhao Sihai said with a smile again: "Forgot to tell the two, this matter has alarmed Chi Ming Patriarch, if you can't take the sword back, This younger brother An Zijie is afraid that it will be difficult to explain. If it is not right, then you will have to meet with swordsmen and soldiers, why bother right?"
After talking, Zhao Sihai was not talking, but looked at the paradigm Jiang Li and the two. They should have said everything. Under the coercion and temptation, they should know how to choose.
While they were thinking about it, Zhao Sihai looked at this sword-making workshop, similar to those of the third-rate sword-making workshops that can be seen everywhere in Wanghai City. A huge furnace was placed there, as if fearing that others would not know that this is a sword-making workshop. Like the square, there is a black flame burning under the furnace, and dozens or hundreds of magic circles are running. Under the fluctuation of spiritual power, it emits bursts of light.
This is the routine that most third-rate casting sword workshops will use. If you ask them, they will tell you what kind of furnace this furnace is and what kind of flame it is. In short, it blows you up and down, and finally it’s just to tell you The sword cast from this sword workshop is either a magic weapon or a magic weapon. You bought something that you don’t eat, don’t lose, don’t be fooled...
"what?"
After sweeping his eyes in Zhu Jian Fang, Zhao Sihai suddenly found out that in addition to the paradigm Jiang Li and the apprentice, there was actually another person in the Zhu Jian Fang...
It's just that this man has been squatting under the furnace, it seems to be debugging the circle, focused and busy, even when the three came in, they didn't look up.
It seems that it should be the paradigm of Jiang Li’s two apprentices, who came from other places to maintain the magic circle for them. Zhao Sihai couldn’t help but smile. This person is pretty good. To maintain the magic circle for a furnace in the Jianjianfang, I would like to mention it to my brother to see if I would call him to the Qianshan Sect to protect the mountain protection team. Anyway, the Qianshan Sect's mountain protection team has always been hundreds. It is not a big deal for the refinish master to maintain together, and adding one more is not a big deal. In case of success in the future, it can be regarded as his own support.
Zhao Sihai thought of this and silently praised himself. It is indeed Zong Bole of Qianshan. In such a busy situation, he still did not forget to bring young people...
By the way, how does this person look familiar?
Zhao Sihai was stunned for a moment, but he bowed his head and thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. For a moment, Zhao Sihai couldn't help but smile. There are so many monks in Wuhai who have seen and forgotten by themselves What's so strange?
Thinking of this, Zhao Sihai left this matter behind his head and looked back at the paradigm and Jiang Li. When he was about to persuade him again, An Zijie on the side was a little impatient: "To tell you the truth, Today, I am determined to get the sword. If you hand it out honestly, everyone will be safe, but if you don’t, then you can close the sword workshop today."
With the export of An Zijie's sentence, the atmosphere in Zhu Jian Fang suddenly became somewhat cross-cut, and Zhao Sihai opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ease the atmosphere, but after glancing at Su Jin who said nothing, Zhao Sihai Shaking his head, he finally said nothing.
"Do you want Zhujianfang to close?" However, to everyone's surprise, what stood out at this time was not Jiang Li nor the paradigm, but the young man who had been busy under the furnace and devoted himself to the debugging circle. Monk.
The three looked at in amazement. The young monk came from under the furnace and took the dust off his hand while walking to An Zijie. He looked at An Zijie with a strange look: "No one told you, Is this sword-making workshop mine now?"
"Your?" An Zijie looked at each other and looked up and down. In his twenties, it was probably because he had been debugging the magic circle under the furnace. The cuffs were covered with dust and looked a little bit. Shabby, the real-element fluctuations exuded from the body are not so dramatic, but they seem to be one.
Thunder robbed life!
This is a sign to survive life and death!
An Zijie was a little surprised...
However, there are only some.
After all, it is the most proud descendant of Chi Ming's veins. After 20 years of following a master like Chi Ming's ancestor, what kind of masters have you seen before? What's more, An Zijie himself is a monk of the second robbery of the soul and soul, and when he uses Chiming, he can even challenge the monk of the four robbery of the soul and soul...
The realm of the other party's life is not enough to make An Zijie frightened.
So after only a moment's stun, An Zijie frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is Lin Fei and ask the disciples of Jianzong."
"Ask Jianzong?" The answer given by the other party was unexpected to An Zijie again. How did he ask Jianzong?
Ask Jianzong's foundation in the death knell world, Yunya, which is thousands of miles away. For many years, I have never asked Jianzong's disciples, they will come to Wuhai. This Lin Fei, shouldn't it be fake? ?