Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

At this time, no one remembered that there was also a demon elder of Nanshan cave, and no one noticed Li Rumei, the registered disciple of Nanshan cave who was unconscious so far.

Tongtong was taken away by the Yamen disciples.

Qingyu and qingmo also visited the people for a long time. At the moment, they also planned to meet the monarch, so they entered the palace with Jing Zhaoyin.

The officers and soldiers of the whole street walked cleanly. In a secret door at the corner of the street, a man breathed a sigh of relief and put his hand on a golden Phoebe brocade box in his arms.

"Are they all gone?"

Another voice sounded in the room.

The slanting sunlight hit his face and plated it with gold.

The light scattered and revealed a slightly fat face. It was Wei Baorong, the owner of the Wei family in Xuanyuan city!

The two little moustaches showed the merchant's true colors, and a pair of calculating eyes stared at the person in front.

"Go back to your master and go. It's not like a treasure."

The man in blue and grey with a golden nanmu brocade box in his arms handed the box in his hand and said.

Wei Baorong picked up the multi silk nanmu brocade box and said, "are you sure no one is following, and no one knows that this treasure has fallen into our hands?"

"Go back to the master and make sure there is no one. No one knows the whereabouts of this thing except the villain!" the man in blue and gray said respectfully.

"Ha ha, good!" Wei Baorong was so happy that he even said two good words and laughed wildly.

The man in blue also opened his mouth. He made such great achievements this time. Will the master agree to his marriage with Cui Gu?

Just about to open his mouth, Wei Baorong suddenly turned his back and a dagger inserted into his heart.

The man in blue and grey clothes unexpectedly had this accident. His eyes glared violently and said in amazement: "Lord... Man..."

"You know too much. Only dead people can keep secrets." Wei Baorong restrained his smile, a face full of the true colors of profiteers, and said expressionless.

The man was suddenly in general, his head hung down and died in peace.

The cunning rabbit is done, and the running dog is cooked; When birds are exhausted, good bows hide.

This treasure is the only one in the world. How many people died for it.

At this time, it fell into his hands. Only when he died can Wei Baorong feel at ease. He doesn't have to worry about the news of the treasure.

"Dad! How did you kill him?" Wei Zixuan came in from the secret door and asked in surprise.

Wei Baorong smiled and opened the golden nanmu brocade box. Instead of looking at the Tibetan man in green clothes who fell to the ground with a plop, he said happily: "good daughter, come and have a look. The treasure found for you by your father as a gift for your 16th birthday. How happy!"

Once the brocade box is opened, the room is full of fragrance.

A transparent jacket as thin as a cicada's wing, but emitting a faint charming fragrance, flutters in the room, just like a feather coat made of countless micrograms of thin to transparent gold wire, bright glass and dazzling.

"Snow cicada clothes! Dad, you gave your daughter such a precious thing!"

Wei Zixuan's attention was attracted by snow cicada clothes and couldn't help but be happy.

Snow cicada clothes, it's said that it's a magic weapon that can only be made by the top weapon refiner of the supreme level. It's made of 300 grams of gold thread and silk spitted by golden silkworms. It's warm in winter and cool in summer. It can resist all attacks below the supreme level. It also has other strange functions. For example, no matter what level of fighting spirit cultivator, the fighting spirit is golden! The color of fighting with the supreme level is a level!