Rebirth Transformation: This female player is too fierce

The landlord's dead old man is not a good bird, if it were not for the rent paid, she would have moved away long ago if she could not return it for half a year.

"I said can you stop following me!"

"Cui Ying! I really like you! It's true! It's truer than pearls, just promise me!

Sun Bin actually plopped down on the ground, tears and snot flowing, and shouted at Cuiying.

It couldn't help but attract everyone around to stop and look sideways, and then even more knees fell towards Cui Ying.

Frightened, Cui Ying couldn't help but retreat one after another, but in the next second, she saw Sun Bin being picked up like a chicken.

It turned out to be Yin Jie, so when I saw Yin Jie, I threw it away.

Just listening to the two bangs, Sun Bin was thrown into the trash can and faced the sky on all fours.

"Miss, for this kind of person, of course, it is necessary to call the police, if it is useless to call the police, then teach him a hard lesson."

Yin Jie clapped his hands and glanced at Sun Bin, who was thrown into the trash and wailed, with great disgust.

Even Xu Qian, who was about to make a move on the side, couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Sun is powerful, you can arrest him with your bare hands?"

"Wherever, it's only one hundred and sixty pounds, but I exercised often before I got a career."

After speaking, he smiled and raised his hand, while Cui Ying on the side was stunned.

No matter how strong a person is, it is impossible to throw her in the trash like a chicken cub.

But after all, the other party solved the siege for himself, and also cast a kind gaze.

"Thank you uncle."

As soon as Cui Ying's words fell, he saw Yin Jie's face pulled down, and Cui Ying was stunned when he saw it, and thought that he had said the wrong thing.

"I'm only twenty years old!"

"Okay, uncle, you are here to watch the house, I'll go out."

After Xu Qian finished saying with a smile, Zhang Fang's husband pushed open the door at this time, and saw that he immediately retracted again.

Xu Qian naturally didn't care, but left with a word.

And along the way, she did not wander around, but took the villa as the center and recorded all the streets in her heart.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly saw an antique shop across the street.

Anyway, it was boring, so I pushed the door and walked in.

The antique shop is very deserted and lightly smoked.

Xu Qian didn't greet the store manager, but looked around, and suddenly saw a Han sword on the counter, but it was not an antique, but more like a simulated eight-faced Han sword.

Among them, the texture carvings follow the ancient method, and the blade of the sword exudes a cold glow.

"Little girl, do you like this sword?"

Suddenly, there was an extremely vicissitudes of sound behind him, which made Xu Qian, who was extremely fascinated, subconsciously turn around, step back slightly, put his hands on his chest, and see that it was an old lady, he immediately withdrew his fist.

"Sorry, I see that this sword is too engrossing, you are the owner of the store, I will go, I will go."

Xu Qian saw that the bosses were coming, so he was embarrassed to continue to stay, but he was stopped by the old lady just about to leave.

"I see that the girl is also a practitioner? Otherwise, if you try it with me, if you have a good fight, this imitation Han sword will belong to you?

Xu Qian was stunned when he heard this.

[Trigger the hidden mission: compete with Mrs. Wen and let Mrs. Wen have fun.]

Reward: Eight-faced Han Sword (can only be used in this copy)]

"Since the seniors have said so, then I will be respectful and obey, I don't know how the seniors are going to compete."

The old man did not hurry to speak, but walked to the counter and picked up the eight-faced Han sword and handed it to Xu Qian.

"Look at you little girl, you look so seriously, you must want to try your hand too, right? Old woman, I'll just take this weapon.

After speaking, he took out a cigarette stick from his waist with a smile, but Xu Qian's eyes were sharp.

"Shhhhhh

"Oh, you little girl still knows the unique weapon of our northern poke foot flipping fist, I thought no one knew about it."

The old woman looked surprised, but she didn't expect that there were still people in this small county who knew how to poke and flip in the north.

"I've heard the master talk about it before, so I paid attention to some."

Xu Qian is not telling a lie, he obtained boxer skills in his last life, and because he woke up a year late, he has not had a suitable martial arts body.

So I found an ancient martial arts gym and tried to learn martial arts.

But in the previous life, the bone meridians have been set, and they have learned some fur.

Naturally, many sects were learned in some ancient books.

Among them, there is the weapon in the old lady's hand, the blocker, which is a unique weapon of the northern poke and foot flipping fist, and the shape is roughly the same as a cigarette pole.

But don't underestimate this cigarette stick, there is a steel blade on the outside of the tobacco bag pot, both of which are made of pig iron, and the middle is mottled Xiangfei bamboo.

Looking at the batter on the Xiangfei bamboo, no matter how you think about it, this old lady is definitely a senior.

Xu Qian held the eight-faced Han sword in his hand and took a deep breath, although it was a simulation, it was still one meter three meters long and three fingers wide, and the materials used were forged from black gold, fine iron, and red gold.

The blade of the sword was cold, the blood trough was dark, and the sword body was engraved with eight big characters "Qi Sheng Wanjing Huan into Qu Long".

At this time, the old lady had already walked to the backyard behind the antique shop, holding a noodle bar, the rod was 90 centimeters long, the smoking pot was four fingers wide with a blade, the ends were wrapped in pig iron, and the middle was a rusty wooden pole, and the cigarette holder was like a bird pecking.

"Little girl, you don't have to be afraid, although this rare is an imitation, it is also a sharp blade that has seen blood, there is no problem."

The one-meter-three Han sword didn't sound much long, but Xu Qian could hold it, but he could clearly see that it was a little difficult.

On the backyard with quite bluestone slabs, the two stood facing each other.

However, the old woman did not rush to kill immediately, but gave up slightly.

"Zhizimen, Sun Xiang!"

Xu Qian also did the same, and said with his hands: "Haiqing Martial Arts Hall apprentice, Xu Qian." After

the two of them registered their numbers, they saw Sun Xiang, holding the cigarette stick with one hand and bending his legs slightly, obviously he was over the age of antiquity, and his speed was like thunder.

His feet rubbed against the floor and made a pop, and his figure stepped forward impulsively like an eagle falcon that swept across the ground.

Xu Qian immediately picked it upwards, only to hear a crisp sound, and the blade of his sword slashed into the cigarette holder, slicing through a flash of fire.

But. Sun Xiang did not dodge, but pressed down slightly.

The cigarette holder hooked the blade of Han Jian, pulled it back sharply, and then shook the cigarette bag, and the blade on the tobacco bag slashed towards Xu Qian's finger holding the sword.

Everything happened in an instant, and cutting Xu Qian's fingers seemed to have become a sure thing.

But what surprised the old woman was that Xu Qian very decisively released the hilt of the sword, leaned back, twisted his toes, rotated his left leg, and kicked the old woman's shoulder fiercely.

Sun Xiang was expressionless, leaned back, and dodged the kick to his left leg.

He only waited for Xu Qian's feet to pass him, but in the next second, a sword blade flashed in front of him.

The old man is worthy of being a family practitioner, and subconsciously backwards, he actually made a staggering iron plate bridge, but the broken hair in his ears fluttered in the wind and fell on Sun Xiang's clothes.