The Third Master of the Fairy is a Girl

Jin Buchang: "…"

Money Rich: "…"

Fat Xuehai: "..."

No, girl?

At such a terrifying juncture, you still want to learn how to deceive people without suspicion? !

In your eyes, the lives of our three old fellows are of little use? ! !

Ouch~, no, no, no-

The three grandfathers who subverted their cognition subconsciously covered the heart that was suffering from angina pectoris, and almost passed out in pain!

Piss off old people!

Pissed off old people!

Properly **** off the elderly ah ah ah! !

Ignoring the complex expressions of 'disappointment', 'sadness' and 'worrying' from the three grandfathers, the school flower adults frowned and looked puzzled.

"What's going on? Did I not speak well enough? Or did my inner monologue not analyze deeply enough? Or was my facial expression unsatisfactory as expected? Why is the effect so unsatisfactory?"

...girl? Are you serious?

The three grandpas not only suffered from angina pectoris, but even high blood pressure began to rush into their brains!

Even more dizzy blushing and thick neck, it can be seen that it is really stimulated!

It's just that the little girl who made up her mind to find out her own shortcomings in acting, once again ignored the increasingly distorted expressions of the three grandfathers and tilted her head.

"Well, no, the third one was stunned and startled, and completely believed it. It can be seen that the problem is not with me, but with the female ghost, um, that's right! That's how it should be!"

! !

Old, old three? !

Heartache beyond recognition, blood pressure soaring to the peak of life, seeing the three grandfathers who were about to have a stroke, they were stimulated by the blatant, carefree, and even more outspoken "old three".

Shaking her old claws, she grabbed the stinky girl who was talking to herself fiercely, and cursed through gnashing of teeth.

"Stinky girl!! You can shut up! If we go on, we're really going to be pissed! We weren't brutally killed by the enemy! Instead, we were **** off alive by you!"

Glancing at the anger of the three grandfathers, they stared at their own school flower adults with the fierce eyes of stealing their wives and children, and raised their chins with indifference.

"Blame me? Shouldn't you blame the enemy for being too strong, and you—"

what?

Old and disabled? ?

Abandoned and useless? ?

Although you didn't say it, but we are not blind, how can we not see your almost explicit suggestion? !

What about the knife!

What about the knives of the old men! !

It's like crazy, more like three grandfathers who have gone crazy, tearing open the bag regardless, grabbing the weapon and wanting to smash the dead girl in front of you! !

Mouth poisoned like this? As expected of someone who can live with Bai Wazi (Little Bai Bai) (Stinky Boy)!

However, after glancing at the very good way, Grandpa Jin and Grandpa Qian who had divided up the various weapons belonging to Grandpa Fatty, Shu Qianluoyu turned around.

"Then, what the **** is the twelve gadgets that makes others so envious?"

Anyway, I have been dealing with this girl for a long time, and I can still understand some of her hints. The three grandfathers who calm down and have more confidence in their hands, holding various weapons and various talismans, are hearing this. time, expression.

The fat grandpa was also curious and eccentric about the twelve weapons.

That's right, what the **** kind of **** is it that someone needs to spend a lot of time using him as a bait to lure old gold and old money into the bait?

Especially the ancient coins, where did they get them?

So sure that he will find Lao Jin and Lao Qian to dig treasure?

I always felt that the person who attracted them was very familiar with them, and even Lao Chuo might not know the three of them so well.

After such a reflection, Fat Xuehai broke out in cold sweat, and looked at Jin Buhuan and Qian Fu with horror and horror in his eyes.

"Lao Jin, Lao Qian, why is it that the more you think about this, the more uncomfortable it becomes?"

Jin Buhuan and Qian Fu looked at each other with a heavy look.

It really sucks.

Either there are ghosts around them, or someone is watching them from beginning to end, otherwise how could they know so much about the three of them?

The powerful Jin Buchang and Qian Fu, whose heart was falling, took a deep breath.

Thinking about how to use the twelve weapons as a guide, while delaying time, quickly find a way to escape.

Previously, Luo girl seemed to be irritating and irritating, but she analyzed the cause and effect, and even the relationship between pros and cons. They were not stupid enough to feel it, but—

The two of them looked at the saint in a veiled look.

This saint is quite tricky, and it is impossible to leave this ghost town if you want to dump her easily.

But, it is even more difficult to destroy her!

Oh shit! It's really a no-brainer! There is no possibility of escape!

Jin Buhuan and Qian Fu are irritable, but they look at them calmly and seem not to care. What are they doing, they are just swaying the pool water and looking at them with eyes that are as hard as stones the saint.

She seemed to regard them as jumping clowns, watching them with contempt, and no matter how they struggled and fought to the death, in her eyes, they were hitting the stone with an egg, and they did no harm to her.

How could the four people present not feel this cognition?

But it's one thing to feel it, it's another thing to catch it!

"- Twelve-"

After thinking about it, Jin Buhuan gave Qian Fu a wink, Qian Fu narrowed his eyes, clenched the small peach wood sword in his hand, and waited.

"Can I know, where did you know about the twelve weapons and what do you want them for?"

Of course, the girl sitting by the pool did not answer his question, but looked at Jin Buhuan and asked after a while:

"Qi Xinglu, who wrote it?"

The three words Qi Xinglu changed the expressions of Jin Buhuan and Qian Fu.

It is hard to believe that the money is not exchanged, but the richness of money is a real shock!

"Why do you know Qixinglu?!"

He tightened his body, and while frying his hair, he blurted out a question.

Let the fat Xuehai on the side be stunned.

What the heck is this?

Ouch I'm going!

After all, the three of them were old friends who had known each other for most of their lives, but in the end he realized that both Lao Jin and Lao Qian were hiding a lot of things from him!

Like the damned twelve weapons, and then to this even more hellish bizarre record, what are these things! ?

Instead, Shu Qianluo narrowed his eyes.

This saint, she knows the record of strange acts, but she doesn't know who wrote the record of strange acts?

Obviously before, when she mentioned the twelve weapons, although Grandpa Jin and Grandpa Qian were shocked, they didn't seem to be too surprised. Instead, there was a sigh of 'it really came' and 'still came'.

As if I had a hunch, I knew that such a day would come, but I didn't expect it to be so fast, so suddenly—