Chapter 91 Ghost-Faced Shura, Han Chuijun!

Han Chuijun? !

Inside the house, Li Yuan's heart was shocked. At the corner of the table, the little mouse squeaked and stood up straight, as if frozen in place.

The ghost-faced Prajna was cruel and merciless. He would kill people at will. His methods were cruel and terrifying...

The information about Han Chuijun came to his mind, and Li Yuan felt even more nervous. Even when Fang Yunxiu mentioned him, she was terrified.

Huh!

The wind and rain became more intense, and the window paper rustled.

Li Yuan took a few steps back, and the door was blown open by the strong wind. The ghost-faced man wearing a bamboo hat came slowly from the heavy rain and walked under the eaves.

The wind and rain were strong, and the water vapor was steaming in the yard, but he didn't get a drop of water on his body!

Master!

Great master!

Li Yuan's heartbeat accelerated, and he felt his scalp tingling. The hairs on his body stood up, and he felt a threat he had never felt before.

It was countless times stronger than when he faced Qin Xiong before he learned martial arts.

Li Yuan clasped his fists and performed the ceremony with great respect.

If the man in front of him had not called himself Han Chuijun, he would have almost run away with the Liuhe boots.

Under the eaves, Han Chuijun took off his bamboo hat and looked at the young man in the house who seemed respectful but was actually ready to run away at any time:

Li Yuan was slightly startled and picked up the training hammer leaning against the corner of the table:

Han Chuijun shook his head, smiling:

Exposed? !

Li Yuan was startled and pretended to be confused, thinking quickly:

Han Chuijun walked into the house slowly, glanced at the room with nothing else, and took out a fire starter to light the oil lamp:

Under the flickering candlelight, the ghost mask was even more terrifying.

Li Yuan was stunned, as if he couldn't accept the news. It took him a long time to wake up from a dream, and he was filled with righteous indignation:

Li Yuan's shock was not false.

When Han Chuijun passed by, a large area of ​​light suddenly burst out in front of his eyes, and the colors intertwined, almost making him lose his composure.

The Xunying Envoy of the Divine Weapon Valley was covered with precious light.

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Really, he was covered with treasures!

This kid's shock seemed real, and Han Chuijun was speechless:

Li Yuan was a little uneasy, lowered his head and smiled bitterly, but his eyes could not help but sweep to Han Chuijun's right sleeve.

'Eight palm control effects!

Li Yuan was greatly frightened.

This person in front of him was not a person, but a treasure mountain!

It was fine that he had a body of top-grade sharp blade-level treasures, but also a fifth-level jade pestle!

Li Yuan felt his teeth sour and his eyes hot. Gaoliu County had not produced even one weapon of this level for more than two hundred years...

Looking at the kid in front of him who was full of lies, Han Chuijun was somewhat appreciative.

Some things can be done but not said. He also learned the lesson after suffering a few losses. This kid seemed to have learned it by himself.

Just based on this point, he was better than Sha Pingying, the stupid kid.

Dare to take risks to fight against strong warriors, but more decisive than Fang Yunxiu...

Li Yuan only felt his shoulders sink slightly, and a big hand pinched his shoulder blade, so fast that he couldn't react.

Crack~

It was like the joints were rubbing,

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched wildly, and he shook his hands and feet uncontrollably, and his muscles and bones were 'crackling', as if there was an electric current running through his body.

Li Yuan was horrified.

The old man just pressed his shoulder, and he could mobilize the joints of his whole body, making him like a puppet under his control!

Most of his foundation was shaken out!

Under the ghost face, his eyes were like ghost fire, and Han Chuijun let go of his hand:

Li Yuan took a few steps back and shook his arms. The previous excessive injury seemed to have improved.

This martial arts is so high that it makes people tremble.

Han Chuijun smiled:

Li Yuan rubbed his shoulders. Based on his years of experience in serving the old man, how could he not know what to do?

He stepped back a few steps and saw the old man raised his eyebrows and bowed:

Han Chuijun was stunned at first, then laughed:

Daoye Li didn't stumble at all. He knew the purpose of this person's visit. His fear disappeared, and he bowed and bowed respectfully:

Just from this body of precious light, this master is worthy of worship!

Han Chuijun was very happy, but raised his hand to stop him and didn't accept this worship:

Han Chuijun was more satisfied than before.

He has many disciples with good talent in hammering, but there are really few with good brains. This one looks good now.

At least not stupid.

Daoye Li felt that his ability to climb up the pole had improved, and he had regarded himself as a disciple all the time.

Han Chuijun was a little speechless, but he didn't correct him.

Besides, in the Divine Weapon Valley, when it comes to hammering, he is the leader, and it is impossible for anyone to compete with him.

It's done!

The big stone in Li Yuan's heart just fell to the ground at this time, and the hidden dangers brought by the broken shoe were all eliminated.

Han Chuijun said in a firm tone:

This time, Li Yuan did not deny it.

Before becoming a disciple, stealing martial arts may be a taboo in the martial arts world, but after becoming a disciple, it is no longer a problem.

Han Chuijun is very satisfied.

Over the years, he has released at least 80 copies of the Bingdao Doushachui, but few people can master it.

After all, among the three parts of Bingdao Doushachui, the Bingdao accounted for 70%.

Without the core 'Bingdao secret book, there are only one in ten thousand people who can master it!

Li Yuan tasted something:

Han Chuijun didn't hide anything.

Sure enough...

Li Yuan understood it now.

Given the importance of Bingdao Doushachui, the reward for the theft should not be only the initial fifty taels.

Li Yuan rubbed his hands.

The reward for Nianjiu now has reached 400 taels of silver, not counting the elixirs and weapons that were added later.

Han Chuijun picked up the little mouse at his feet and pinched it, smiling:

Li Yuan smiled bitterly, but did not give up.

This reward, ‘Li Yuan can’t take it, ‘can’t Li Yuanba take it?

Han Chuijun didn’t care.

At this time, the night rain gradually subsided. After accepting the disciples, Han Chuijun felt that this trip was complete. He walked out of the house slowly, put on his hat and left:

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Hu~

In the heavy rain, the shouting and killing became more intense.

In the inner city, the outer city, every gang, and even on the street, there were sounds of weapons colliding.

In the rainy night, countless people were awakened, but they all locked their doors, hid in the quilt, shivered, and prayed.

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Han Chuijun walked slowly on the street. He did not take action, but just calmly watched the gang stations that were on fire.

From a distance, Han Chuijun saw dozens of people fleeing frantically at the gate of the inner city. Fang Yunxiu moved with a sword, moving and shuttling, killing them one by one.

Fang Yunxiu was full of murderous aura, and sheathed the sword:

Han Chuijun nodded slightly, expressing his approval:

Fang Yunxiu realized that what Old Han praised was not the Yuan family, but Li Yuan?

Han Chuijun paused slightly:

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After closing the door, Li Yuan felt a little cold on his back. Han Chuijun brought him too much pressure.

After closing the door, Li Yuan felt a little tight in his heart.

There seems to be a huge gap between internal strength and shape change. This cheap master is many times stronger than Cao Yan.

No, they can't be compared at all!

Looking at the little mouse standing on the table, who was more stressed than him, Li Yuan was exhausted and forced himself not to fall asleep directly.

Buzz!

Li Yuan lay down with his clothes on, entered the military space, and prepared to count the harvest.

Even though he had some guesses, Li Yuan was still shocked by the count.

Cao Yan's wealth is not comparable to Yu Zhen and Qin Xiong.

In his snakeskin waist bag, there were as many as eleven hundred-liang silver notes, not to mention the small change, and there were actually three bottles of top-grade replenishing Yuan Dan!

He had three bottles of pills worth fifty liang each, eighteen in total!

He also had one bottle each of blood-enhancing pills and one bottle each of leopard fetus muscle-strengthening pills...

Li Yuan felt his teeth ache.

Going out on a rainy night, Cao Yan couldn't take everything with him, but this part was more than all the windfalls he had made combined!

Li Yuan's state of mind was a little unstable.

He got eight liang of silver for making a top-grade sharp blade, and the silver note Cao Yan casually put in his pocket was the wages for making more than one hundred and forty blades!

Without eating, drinking, or spending, working day and night, it would take forty-six months to save up, and that's not counting the pills!

Li Yuan was very satisfied, and counted them several times before looking at other gains.

Cao Yan couldn't compare to Han Chuijun, but he had a lot of good things on him.

The second-level Tiger Roaring Blade was nothing, the broken second-level inner armor and the Tiger Roaring Blade's fundamental map were the real good things.

The second inner armor!

When counting the harvest, Li Yuan relaxed a little, but he also kept an eye on the outside. He tied the little mouse to the door, so that if someone broke in, it could also give an alarm.

Li Yuan continued to count.

The second-level fundamental map!

Li Yuan's mind became active.