Sword guarding Chang'an

Chapter 407 The True Face of Zeng Yinjian

Everyone entered the city in different order.

The Shu family caravan finally entered the city after an hour's journey, and immediately found an inn.

In Kaiyang Kingdom, the capital, the main city, one must enter the city gate to truly enter the core bustling city.

Like the original Chang'an City, the city gates and walls are several feet high, and it is the core of a country, and it is actually the main city.

The business capital was sorted out, and after various tedious procedures and notifications, they could enter the gates of the capital city in large quantities.

Entering the main city, you will be greeted by blooming flowers like a brocade. This is the most prosperous place in Kaiyang Kingdom, and it is the core of a country.

An inn, the Shu family caravan settled down.

In Zeng Yinjian's heart, he had always been concerned about the Creation Grass, which was a panacea, more than ten times more precious than Wujingen, and the century-old vermilion fruit.

Good Fortune Grass, even Hualong Earth Immortal, will feel greedy, because Good Fortune Grass is the essential medicine for refining and making small Good Fortune Pills.

Little Good Fortune Pill, Good Fortune Pill, these are all elixir of Hualong level.

That night, Zeng Yinjian thought up all kinds of words.

In the hotel room.

Zeng Yinjian showed a look of love, and slowly stroked Shu Qian's exquisite body: "My Qian'er, today I specially visited a senior alchemist, he said that he could make a small alchemy pill, now As long as Qianer, you can give me the Creation Grass, and when the time comes to refine the legendary Creation Pill, then you and I will be able to change our physique, have the aptitude of cultivating immortals, and definitely be able to join the sect of Immortal Dao."

"Really? Brother Zeng, what you said is true. Can someone really refine a small fortune pill?" Shu Qian is not stupid. The fortune grass is the most secret and precious thing of the Shu family.Over the past few years, I don't know how many times I have secretly searched for high-level alchemists, hoping to refine a small fortune pill.

"Qian'er, I will still lie to you, of course it is true."

Zeng Yinjian, who had a face of sincerity and love, actually flashed streaks of disgust in his heart.

But on the surface, he still pretended to be very enthusiastic and generous, and put his arms around Shu Qian's slender waist, deliberately pinching Shuangfeng.

Shu Qian had a reaction.

"My Qian'er, where is the fortune grass? You can't get it from your sister, right? Or are you afraid of your sister? I knew that you were afraid of your sister." Zeng Yinjian deliberately provoked Shu Qian.

"Hmph, don't be afraid. My cousin is only two years older than me, so she will be valued by the family. I will definitely surpass her." Shu Qian looked unconvinced and unwilling to admit defeat.

Zeng Yinjian nodded secretly, with a sneer of disdain in the depths of his eyes.

"Then Qian'er, hurry up and get the Creation Grass, and then your Shu family can rise from now on, even surpassing the Chen family."

"Okay." Shu Qian nodded, and finally responded.

I was thinking about it in my heart, and finally made up my mind.

"Qian'er, Mo, could it be that you have already obtained the Creation Grass?" Zeng Yinjian couldn't help but his heart tightened, and his breathing was a little short.

"Brother Zeng, what do you think?" Shu Qian smiled wildly.

"I think? Hehe... Is it really in your hands?" Zeng Yinjian began to tell Shu Qian's words step by step, and hugged Shu Qian even tighter.

Shu Qian, on the other hand, enjoyed it with a "hmm" face, and continued: "Brother Zeng, take a guess."

"Let me guess? Hehe... I won't guess! Let me see, I'll fuck it! Hahaha!" At this moment, Zeng Yinjian already had the answer in his heart.

The answer is that the Creation Grass may already be in Shu Qian's hands. Thinking of this, Zeng Yinjian was short of breath in an instant, knowing in his heart that his goal was about to be achieved.

"What the fuck? It's the fortune grass, hehe..." Shu Qian didn't react at first, but she understood in an instant, and said with a flushed face, "Zeng, brother Zeng...you are good or bad..."

"Bad? Hehe...I still have, there are worse ones..."

In half an hour.

Zeng Yinjian got the Creation Grass as he wished, and Shu Qian was also full of joy, sticking it to Zeng Yinjian's chest.

After careful inspection, Zeng Yinjian knew that this was the talent he wanted, and he was very pleasantly surprised.

"It's really the innate good fortune grass, haha, hehe...Okay, okay!!"

"Hmph, it's really disgusting and degrading!" Zeng Yinjian got the Creation Grass, and immediately revealed his real face.

"Get lost!" Zeng Yin toppled Shu Qian with a single stroke of the sword.

But Shu Qian hadn't reacted yet, instead she hugged Zeng Yinjian fiercely with a trace of enjoying the abuse.

And Zeng Yinjian has long had enough of Shu Qian's lowliness and coquettishness, and now he no longer has to hide his heart, cursing: "You cheap bitch, get out of here!"

Shu Qian was a little confused: "What? Brother Zeng, what are you talking about? Are you overjoyed? Haha, we have the Fortune Herb and refine the Fortune Pill. Then we can transform our physique and join the sect together to become A pair of gods and heroes, for a lifetime..."

Zeng Yinjian tightly held the fortune grass in his hand, looked at Shu Qian with a sneer and cold smile, and sneered: "Huh...just you? You bastard? I will fly with you? A pair of heroes?? Vomit!! In that case, I might as well die!"

Done.

Zeng Yinjian directly put away the good fortune spirit grass with one hand, and then slapped Shu Qian's back fiercely with the other hand!

Shu Qian was crippled with a single blow.

"what?!!"

"No! Ah!, you, you... Zeng, Brother Zeng..."

Zeng Yinjian's fierce blow directly shattered half of Shu Qian's ribs, and even crippled one of her arms.

"You bastard, I think you have served me well in the past two nights. Today, I will leave you a whole body, hahaha... die for me..."

"No, you, you, Brother Zeng, you, what are you doing... We have agreed..." Shu Qian panicked.

"Hehe... What did I agree with you? For the rest of my life? Hmph... It's enough for me to stay with you for two nights. One more day will be uncomfortable. Go to hell!"

Shu Qian looked at her true son, her Prince Charming, and drew out a dark golden snake-shaped long sword.

A dark light of black gold emerged, and the Golden Snake Sword directly transformed into several sword shadows, which slashed down in a tricky and curved volley.

"No!" Shu Qian was extremely regretful and hated in her heart, but she had been seriously injured, her arm was crippled, and she didn't even have the ability to dodge and escape.

And right now.

Shu Xian broke in!

(End of this chapter)