Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 410 Junior Brother is using his waist to exchange for magic weapon again (57)

Hua Sanniang's expression was blank for a moment because she was so shocked.

After all, there was nothing ambiguous about Xing Chen and Xuan Luo's behavior before and after they entered the door.

They subconsciously thought that they were just ordinary brothers.

Until Xing Chen called out "husband" in a shocking voice.

After being shocked, Hua Sanniang subconsciously explained, her voice a little stuttering, "I, I didn't stop you from speaking."

Xing Chen glared at him in dissatisfaction, and his rebellious nature came out.

If you don't allow me to say it, I won't say it. I'll still touch it.

He walked straight towards the big bottle and reached out to touch the pattern on it. "You know what, this original pattern is quite beautiful."

"Don't touch it!" Before Xing Chen could touch the vase, the shop owner and Hua Sanniang walked up to him at the same time and stopped him.

"The vase is fragile and easy to break. It is also our ancestral heirloom, carrying the generations' thoughts on our elders. This vase is not sold in the store, so it is better not to touch it, little fairy." The store owner said expressionlessly.

Xing Chen pouted in dissatisfaction, turned his head again and looked at Xuan Luo pitifully, about to cry.

"Husband, they still despise me. I'm going to be angry."

Xuan Luo forced himself to hold back his laughter, put on a look of heartache on his face, and acted with Xing Chen.

"Don't pay attention to them, baby. This bottle doesn't look like a good thing. It's dirty. I also think it will dirty your hands. Besides, the pattern is not as pretty as the one your husband drew for you, right?"

Xing Chen blinked her big eyes and said sweetly, "My husband draws the most beautiful pictures."

"That's right, we should be good and not get angry. If we get angry, our stomachs will hurt." Xuan Luo coaxed her softly, while opening his arms and walking towards Xing Chen, "Xing'er, be good, your husband will hug you."

Xing Chen obediently opened his arms and let him hug him.

Xuan Luo bent down slightly, lifted up Xing Chen's round and plump body with his big hands, and hugged Xing Chen to his waist.

Xing Chen put his arms around his neck and rubbed his head against it, while Xuan Luo pecked him on the face a few times as if no one was around.

Hua Sanniang and the others acted in an absurd way, and at this moment they experienced what embarrassment was.

For the immortal sect disciples who enter the Xu Luo realm for assessment, regardless of their own conduct, all of them want to save face.

The short-sleeved shirt was cut so thoroughly and so blatantly that it was really unexpected.

Hua Sanniang and the shop owner looked at each other with some surprise in their eyes.

But their expressions didn't change much.

Just some minor episodes. No matter what the situation is, it will not affect their ultimate goal.

It doesn’t matter whether the sleeves are broken or not, as long as the head is intact.

Xuan Luo seemed to feel that the child had suffered a great injustice, so he held Xing Chen in his arms and patted his back gently to comfort him.

"Do you have any tea?" Xuan Luo asked the shop owner, "My baby just cried and must be thirsty. Can you pour me a cup of tea?"

Although the shop owner didn't know what the connection was between falling tears and thirst, he still responded.

"Yes, I'll go pour it."

He wanted to see what tricks these two were up to.

Seeing the shop owner walking away and there was no one on the side of the porcelain vase, Xuan Luo turned around suddenly while holding Xing Chen. Because he moved too quickly, Xing Chen's legs, which were held around his waist, were thrown away.

As he swung his legs, Xingchen's foot accidentally hooked on the huge bottle, and the bottle fell heavily to the ground.

Hua Sanniang screamed, and as she moved, dozens of branches suddenly stretched out from the corners of the wall and the ground, trying to hold up the bottle.

However, the branch had just emerged to a length of less than a finger when it suddenly shrank back in panic as if frightened.

When Hua Sanniang realized something was wrong and wanted to use her body to cushion the bottom of the bottle, it was too late.

The vase crashed and shattered heavily in front of her eyes.

Hua Sanniang rushed forward and was stunned when she saw the debris on the ground.

The shop owner who had just left also came back. Looking at the mess in front of him, the expression on his face gradually distorted.

"Who told you to touch this bottle? Who told you to touch this bottle?"

The shop owner had a ferocious look on his face. He suddenly turned around, waved his hands heavily, and moved towards Xuan Luo step by step.

Hua Sanniang looked at the crazy shop owner and rushed over to grab him.

"Boss, don't go over there, we are no match for him!"

They were careless.

The moment her willow branches emerged from the ground just now, she had already fought with Xuan Luo.

With such powerful spiritual power, how could he be just an ordinary disciple?

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Hua Sanniang grabbed the shop owner tightly to prevent him from taking any action.

"Who cares who they are?" the shop owner gritted his teeth and refused to listen to her advice. "Sanniang, you've waited so long for your head to be delivered to your door. Why are you still hesitating? It doesn't matter if the bottle is broken. If he doesn't want his soul to be suppressed, then let his soul fly away! I want to see where a broken soul can go to complain."

Xing Chen had already gotten off Xuan Luo. After the huge porcelain bottle shattered, a wisp of black smoke came out of it.

After the black smoke disappeared, the front, back, left and right of the counter were filled with ghostly shadows with their heads hanging in a daze.

Xing Chen couldn't see these before. He guessed that it might be because he was nourished by spiritual power after forming a contract with Da Huang. After all, he can see these shadows now.

Soon, a shadow standing in the corner that looked exactly like him attracted his attention.

Xing Chen looked at the other person blankly, feeling so familiar yet so strange.

It’s like looking in a mirror, and the person in the mirror looks exactly like you, but you know very well that it’s not you.

It is impossible for a person to have two souls.

"That...that is?"

Xingchen walked towards him subconsciously.

At this moment, the shop owner shook his arm, and a long knife that could cut through iron like mud appeared in his hand.

"Boss!" Hua Sanniang screamed, but she was unable to stop him and was pushed out by the shop owner.

Then the shop owner swung his long knife, and the air in the shop seemed to be cut in two by his sharp blade. The long knife, with an icy cold light, chopped heavily on Xing Chen's neck!

With a loud bang, the shop owner was thrown out with the knife and hit the wall with a heavy bang before he could react.

The whole shop shook.

The dust on the walls and beams fell down.

The shop owner fell from the wall to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

"How are you, the head of the family?"

Hua Sanniang rushed over and knelt on the ground, holding his head in her arms, and subconsciously put her hands close to his back to transfer spiritual power to him.

The shop owner pushed her hand away and said, "Don't do it, Sanniang. I'm fine."

He spit out blood and looked up at Xuan Luo, with fear and confusion in his eyes.

"who are you?"