MTL - Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith (Don't Mess with the Dark Princess)-Chapter 37 Evening Festival is not guaranteed
Sun Treasurer followed quickly.
A crowd of onlookers also rushed out the door.
Such a lively event is rare. Who doesn't want to witness it?
Little Phoenix stuck his head out of the cloak, and pinched the hair on the head of Huang Lili.
Alas, pitiful old man, who is not good enough to mess with the devil's head, is so old and tossed so much, and then he will be thrown to his house!
Evening is not guaranteed!
awful! awful! !! awful! !! !!
Feng Huangli slammed her little head back and followed the crowd unhurriedly.
At the entrance of Qianzhen Pavilion, the driver had removed all the boxes brought by Huang Yanli.
Originally, there was a small space inside Tianhuangya to store these things, but the space mystery is a rare high-end mystery. She didn't want to be noticeable, so she still hired a car and brought the mystery.
Seven or eight large boxes with locks stacked together looked quite eye-catching.
"Wow, there really are so many boxes! There ... aren't they all third-order mysteries?"
"What a joke? It's all three-tier? How much is that worth? Unless this kid steals the royal treasure, otherwise it's impossible!"
"That is, I think it's good to have one or two boxes with mystery. The others are probably ordinary antiques and the like. Want to send them to Qianzhen Pavilion?"
Many passers-by also stopped curiously, and wanted to see what famous temples are doing now.
Master Yan stopped, hugged his chest with both hands, and hummed coldly, "Little devil, hurry out of the box! Let the old man also have insight and open your eyes!"
Feng Huang left the corner of his mouth and did not rush forward. Instead, he turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Sun shopkeeper, please ask for more high-level guards to guard you around. So many third-order mysteries appear on the street. I'm afraid someone will grab it ... "
Sun Treasurer was a little stunned.
More guards? Still afraid of being grabbed?
This is saying ... as if she really has so many mysteries!
Master Yan glanced at her and said, "Little devil, don't delay, you can rest assured that there is me here, no one dare to grab your mystery! Otherwise don't try to escape South Vietnam with your wings on! Right. "
"Well, since President Yan said so, I think it can be believed."
Before Huang Li came here, she went forward, took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole of the first box, and turned it slightly.
"Old man, I'm optimistic. Is it because you are short-sighted or am I lying?"
She lifted her hands and flipped the lid back.
There was a flower in front of everyone's eyes, and a cold cold light came out of the box.
When we got closer, there was a long and dazzling sword lying in the box.
The sword's body reflected the sun, like a stream of autumn water, streamering.
"This is ... This is the third-ranked top-ranking soldier-Qiushuijian!" Master Yan muttered.
Fenghuang Li laughed and said, "Old man, you know the goods!"
"The old man was fortunate enough to read the map of the mysterious soldiers written by Master Huang, the master of the ninth-order refiner, which recorded this weapon!"
When Master Yan saw Qiushui Jian, his eyes suddenly lighted up, and a lunge rushed to the front of the box, and he wanted to take it out for a closer look.
Who knows, his hand hasn't touched the blade yet.
With a slam, Huang Yan closed the lid of the box heavily.
If he hadn't retracted his hands fast enough, I'm afraid the whole arm would be severely pinched.
