Wang Qiong was a little confused. The expression and posture of the woman in black dress in front of him, the remembrance and tenderness in her eyes were very similar to Princess Youhuang that day.

Although the temperaments of these two women are completely different, they are both stunning and powerful, and they have an imaginative obsession and feelings for this black dragon sword, and they all think of others at the same time.

Wang Qiong could imagine it even with his toes.

"It's not that he is the old lady of Uncle Lame again!" Wang Qiong muttered, his face becoming more and more strange, and his proud and unruly figure appeared in his mind.

"The bed that I lingered is a scenery you have never seen before."

The past is still heard, and at this moment, Wang Qiong had to believe that the false statements he thought were indeed true.

"Uncle Lame is Uncle Lame, he is really a role model for us!"

Wang Qiong thought it was awesome. I have to say that whether it is Princess Youhuang or the mysterious woman in front of him, they are all born in the world in terms of temperament and each have their own charm, not to mention that they are extremely powerful and unfathomable.

Wang Qiong could not imagine how charming Uncle Lame was when he was young, and he actually conquered such a woman one after another. Even though the years were ruthless and years passed, he still missed her and devoted herself to her.

"Shopkeeper, stop kidding. This knife was given by the elders, and I dare not exchange it at will." Wang Qiong said with a dry smile.

The Black Dragon Sword is his lifeblood. Along the way, I don’t know how many difficulties he has overcome, and even saved his life many times, how could he be given away?

Not to mention three tadpole insects, even a tank of them... Wang Qiong has to consider it.

"Elder!?" The woman in black dress glanced sideways with beautiful eyes, and the sharp light looked up and down Wang Qiong, and asked vigilantly: "Who are you?"

"You were told... you are his species?" asked the woman in black dress, then shook her head again, denying her guess.

"No, if it was really his species, it wouldn't be so weak."

“…”

Wang Qiong curled his lips. He wanted to scold people very much, but when he thought of the strength of the woman in front of him, he swallowed it again when he said something.

This kind of words seem familiar, exactly the same as Princess Youhuang's words that day.

"It seems that he values ​​you very much. Since he created it back then... it has been a long time since he made it." The woman in black dress whispered, and her eyes did not move away from the Black Dragon Sword for a moment.

"Who said that the pig-killing swords in our butcher shop were all beaten by Uncle Lame..." Wang Qiong said subconsciously.

However, before he finished speaking, a sharp look passed, with a stern murderous intent.

Wang Qiong's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly shut up and stopped talking.

"If you are not the person he likes, just based on what you said just now, you are already a dead person." The woman in black dress said coldly.

I love the house and the Wuwu. Because Wang Qiong was the person I liked by Uncle Lame, she did not take action. Otherwise, with her former temperament, none of the three people here would survive.

Wang Qiong had no idea what kind of terrifying experience the woman in front of him had.

Su Qinghe is known as the Blood Witch, but in front of this woman, it is a joke.

"Don't mention that word in front of me in the future." The woman in black dress said coldly.

"You mean lame..." Wang Qiong couldn't help asking.

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura was crushing like a sea of ​​scattered. Wang Qiong's chest stagnated, his qi and blood were churning, and he was almost overturned.

"Damn it, it's too fierce." Wang Qiong immediately shut up and did not dare to say more.

The woman in front of her was beyond his imagination. She felt that she seemed to be stronger than Ling Xufeng.

"Prince...shopkeeper..."

"Since you are his junior, you can call me Aunt Luo." The woman in black dress whispered.

"Aunt Luo!?" Wang Qiong's expression was strange. It seemed that the other party was not much older than him.

However, Wang Qiong also knew that this woman had the ability to keep her face and her actual age was probably about the same as that of Uncle Lame.

"Are he doing well over the years?" asked the woman in black dress.

"It's great. Every day I miss the iron and drink. From time to time, I will send two taels of meat to accompany him to drink two glasses. Life is very comfortable." Wang Qiong whispered.

To be honest, the years in Sanyang Town were also his most comfortable days.

There is no struggle or grudges there. Although life is as dull as water, it feels a bit like a touch, but it feels different.

Every day, except for the business of the Black Blade Butcher Shop, when he is free, he is either trained by his boss almost like a squeeze, or he mingles with the old blind man, listens to his nonsense, or steals some minced meat from the butcher shop, sneaks to Uncle Lame, stir-fry a side dish, and drinks a few cups.

"A person like him is used to seeing the colorful flowers and rivers and mountains, and he can even make things happen day and night, taste ordinary..." The woman in black dress murmured to herself, looking at the black dragon in her hand, brushing the scales on the blade.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Luo Xinghe's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Wang Qiong, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"This knife...who else have you seen it with [Baidu Novel www.tomtxt.com]?"

Wang Qiong was stunned for a moment and subconsciously shook his head.

Buzz...

Suddenly, the Black Dragon Sword trembled suddenly, and a ray of black flame light soared into the sky, like a divine phoenix spreading its wings, showing its power, and its terrible power almost burst out the entire shop.

"Hmph, it's you." The woman in black dress said coldly as if her face was frosty.

"Luo Xinghe, it turns out that you are not dead yet, and you are still thinking about Ahen..."

A cold sound came from the flames soaring into the sky, and it was Princess Youhuang.

"Damn..." Wang Qiong's eyes widened, his face a little ugly.

It turned out that Princess Youhuang had already left a mark on it with the help of looking at the knife that day.

"I would have killed you if I hadn't been for Xiaojiu's sake." Luo Xinghe said coldly.

"If you have such ability, do you have to hide in the wasteland?"

The two women talked from a distance, every word was heartbroken and they didn't give in.

"You are still as good as you used to be, even a little guy was planning." Luo Xinghe sneered.

"When it comes to unswerving methods, we are all right, otherwise how could Ahen fall in love with you back then?"

The two forces continued to rise, and the entire shop seemed to be a compressed balloon.

Wang Qiong, Su Qinghe and Yang Qi were severely oppressed by this force, and they were extremely miserable. The blood and energy in their bodies almost rioted and frantically left.

For them, this is a fight between gods and immortals, which affects the fish in the pond.

This is still under Luo Xinghe's control. If Princess Youhuang really came here in person, even the ruins of Doomsday would be blown up.

"Ahen is the only one in his heart, otherwise why would someone ask me to protect him?" Suddenly, the flame locked Wang Qiong.

"It's nonsense, you say, who would he like with his personality?"

"Tell him, who is the person Ahen likes?"

The two women stared at Wang Qiong at the same time.

Wang Qiong was stunned, his mouth opened, and his face was confused.

"Damn, this...what does this have to do with me!"
Chapter completed!