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Chapter eight hundred and forty-eight, crape myrtle stealing treasure

Zhang Mingxuan shouted in surprise: "Really?"

Ao Bitong nodded and smiled and said, "Of course it's true. She often calls her dad these days, and I don't know what it means."

Zhang Mingxuan felt guilty and quickly took his feet out of the water, stood up and said, "I'll go and see!" A gust of wind flew outside.

Ao Bitong shouted loudly: "Yaya is riding Di Ting and playing on the east river now!"

Zhang Mingxuan's voice came from afar: "I understand!"

Ao Bitong's smile disappeared and she whispered: "Brother Mingxuan, I'm sorry!" She stood up slowly and walked towards the bookstore.

Bingli Xiaobai looked at Ao Bitong away in surprise.

Ao Bitong pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked directly through the bookstore to the backyard. There was no one in the backyard.

Ao Bitong walked through the path and came to Zhang Mingxuan's door. She pushed it lightly with her hand. The door was pushed open with a creaking sound. She walked in and gently closed the door.

At this time, the purple light of the jade pendant hanging on Ao Bitong's waist flashed, and the Ziwei Emperor appeared beside Ao Bitong.

Ao Bitong shouted in panic: "You...why are you here?"

Emperor Ziwei frowned and shouted: "Shut up!"

Ao Bitong immediately closed her mouth and looked at Ziwei Emperor with anxiety.

Ziwei didn't even look at her, and her majestic eyes looked around. The room was not visible at all. There was a bed, a table and a wardrobe. The walls were decorated with this gun and a sword.

Emperor Ziwei sneered and said, "Who would have thought that the Xiaoyao God, who is famous for his famous town, lives in such a simple place that he is not even as good as the mortals in the lower realm."

The God-killing Spear said in a voice transmission: "Qingping, who are they?"

Qingping replied in a voice transmission: "The female friend of the dragon girl Ao Bitong and Zhang Mingxuan, the other one is Ziwei Emperor Bo Yikao."

The God-killing Spear Transmission: "Tsk tsk~ It seems that something is wrong! Do I need to take action to keep them?"

Qingping sent a message: "No, just let them go, and Zhang Mingxuan will deal with it in the end."

God Slayer asked, "It seems they are going to steal things! What if they want to steal me?"

Qingping sent a message: "Then you go with them."

The God-killing voice transmitted a voice and shouted angrily: "Why? They are qualified to touch me?"

Qingping said in a faint voice transmission: "Only experience can we grow up. We just treat ourselves as dead objects. Everything is left to Zhang Mingxuan. You have mentioned too many things before."

The God Killer hummed and stopped talking.

Ao Bitong said uneasyly: "This is the God's room, and those two are the God's treasures. What exactly do you want to take?"

Emperor Ziwei swept his eyes on Qingping Sword and the God-killing Spear, and said sneered: "There is no spiritual energy, just two imitation decorations. How could a real treasure be placed in such a conspicuous place?"

Qingping: "..."

God Killing: "..."

Ao Bitong said nervously: "But these are the things in the room?"

Emperor Ziwei smiled confidently and said, "This is an illusion to confuse others. It is all a way for this emperor to play tricks. There must be hidden space in the room." His expression moved and he shouted in surprise: "I found it!"

With his hand stretched forward, a purple divine power surged out, and the space above the table immediately rippled, and a rotating vortex appeared in the air.

Emperor Ziwei laughed and said, "It's true that God Xiaoyao is still too young!"

He reached into the rotating vortex and took out a casserole from it. There was a skull printed on it with a few big words under it: Poisonous, dangerous.

Ao Bitong said nervously: "Emperor, this one is poisonous, so why don't you put it back?"

A trace of wisdom flashed in the eyes of Emperor Ziwei, and he said confidently: "This is definitely his most precious treasure. First, he placed two fake magic weapons in a conspicuous place to confuse people, and then placed this thing in a crack in the space. It also wrote poisonously on the surface to warn. Such various means to protect this pottery can show that the things inside are absolutely extraordinary, but you can't even think of cheating my eyes."

Qingping Sword:...

God Killer Gun: Your sister~

Listening to Emperor Ziwei, Ao Bitong believed it and felt very uneasy. It would be fine if she had a weapon, but she could find it in the end, but if she took it away and couldn't find it back, how sad would Brother Mingxuan be!!

Emperor Ziwei flashed into the jade pendant with a clay pot and said, "Go away!"

Ao Bitong stood still and said worriedly: "But the Emperor..."

Emperor Ziwei interrupted and said, "Don't you want to take revenge?"

Ao Bitong argued: "Emperor, what you are talking about is borrowing the enemy's treasure, this is not a magic weapon."

Emperor Ziwei said with a hint of excitement: "This is much more precious than a magic weapon. I promise you that I will definitely help you avenge you."

Ao Bitong shook her head and insisted: "No, this is very precious to him, we can't take it."

Emperor Ziwei said angrily: "Let's go!"

A purple light burst out from the jade pendant and immersed in Ao Bitong's body. Ao Bitong opened the door and flew out in difficulty, quickly flew out, crossed the gate of the hanging island and headed west, and flew thousands of miles away before stopping.

In a hidden corner of the forest, the figure of Ziwei Emperor flashed out of the jade pendant, stood in front of Ao Bitong, looked at Ao Bitong sarcastically and scolded: "Since you have chosen to betray, then do it more simply. What big thing can you do if you are indecisive and hypocritical?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Emperor Ziwei and said, "I don't want this to happen again, otherwise I won't blame me for being ruthless, hum!" A ripples appeared in the space to surround Emperor Ziwei and his figure disappeared.

Ao Bitong raised her head, her eyes turned red, she bit her pale lower lip, and turned her head to fly back.

A river in the eastern part of Tianmen Mountain winds, and a cute little baby is shaking on the water surface, not sinking when it comes to water.

Zhang Mingxuan stood not far from Yaya, squatted, spreading his arms and shouted in anticipation: "Come here~"

Yaya giggled and stumbled towards Zhang Mingxuan, rushed directly into Zhang Mingxuan's arms, and intimately rubbed her little face against Zhang Mingxuan's big face.

Zhang Mingxuan touched Yaya's little head and laughed: "So good!"

Zhang Mingxuan and Yaya played for a while, and Ao Bitong flew from a distance with a sad look and landed behind Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan turned his head and laughed and said, "Bitong, look, is Yaya very cute?"

Ao Bitong smiled forcibly nodded, and then stopped talking, "God, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Mingxuan was surprised and teased and said with a smile: "Why are you so polite? Did you always call me Brother Mingxuan before? Do you want to ask me to borrow money?"

Zhang Ming stood up and shouted: "Where is Diting dead?"

"Here is here~" Di Ting Sa Huan ran over from afar, splashing water, ran to Zhang Mingxuan's feet and rolled over and rolled, with his big eyes throwing his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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