Lost such a "fairy sword".

What can Shushan compensate Zhao Yang?

Seeing Elder Huang Helln's waist not as straight as before after the sword sounded just now.

Zhao Yang pursed his lips.

Tell him softly:

"Senior, Zhao Yang doesn't ask for the fairy sword, he just wants to give up the pair of bronze cranes in front of me?"

Copper crane?

The weasel turned his head and looked at a pair of "lanterns" that had been placed in the hall for many years. He looked at Zhao Yang with some curiosity and asked, "What do you want them for?"

"this..."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhao Yang's face.

Tell me to move back home to decorate a house?

The weasel in front of him has lived for countless years. What if it knows the tricks of these two copper cranes?

Or just say that you are a bodyguard for your parents?

"Forget it, just two lamps. If you can move it, you can pick it up by yourself."

While speaking, the elder weasel seemed to have been aged hundreds more years old. With some memories, he stroked the bronze crane beside him and said, "I remember back then, this was left by a generation of ancestors from Luofu Jiange.

At that time, we were not here and we didn't have this sword pool.

In this blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed.

There were not many old objects left back then..."

After saying that, Elder Huang Weasel nodded to Zhao Yang, turned around, and walked towards the path in Jiange.

The figure is a little bleak.

I don't know if it's talking about things...
Chapter completed!