The pot of tea that Zhu Yan ran out to make was sent here, and Mo Di personally brought it over. called the heart eye and the snake to come and guard, and Mo Di turned to the front hall to open a shop.
The market was still lively, and as soon as the Demon Hidden Pavilion opened, it immediately caused a small commotion.
The sleepy-eyed Fuyao was forcibly thrown over to greet the guests, because he didn't sleep well, so his temper was not good.
As soon as the door opened, the two guests were scared away, and Modi couldn't help but go over and lecture him earnestly.
However, he was almost thrown to the street by a beautiful over-the-shoulder fall.
If it weren't for Zhu Yan and his bats catching Mo Di back to his original form in time, he would have been run over by the wheels of the carriage that gurgled outside.
The Demon Treasure Pavilion began to do business with chickens and dogs.
Unlike the hustle and bustle of the front hall and the middle hall, the room on the side of the backyard is so quiet that it seems to be suffocating!
Mi Ji sat on his knees with a sweaty head, his face pale and blue.
She can't fix these things!
Contrary to expectations, even if the debris could be separated, the particles and dust were very troublesome.
What's even worse is that when splicing and gluing, they actually repel her demonic power- I have to admit that these utensils are all utensils with their own ideas.
Mi Ji thought that there was something wrong with his demon power, and he took a teacup and broke it to try.
As a result, the pieces of the teacup quickly came together seamlessly.
She tried again and again, but the truth was always frustrating.
Wiping her sweat, Mi Ke glanced at the eyes of the heart and the snake who were guarding the room.
These two don't seem to be easy to deal with, especially the guy like the Jun monk named Teng Snake, whose face is getting darker and darker.
If you can't fight it yourself, I'm afraid it's really over!
"Whew—don't rush, take your time.
Use the power of the demon yuan and do it again......"
Mi Ke, who had already begun to be visibly flustered, forced himself to calm down.
She poured another large sip of tea, but she still couldn't soften the pale color of her face.
Mi Kei closed his eyes and calmed down.
Then he raised his hands, and the demonic power snaked like a snake towards the third basin, and the last handful of dust foam that was left was smoothly separated.
On the ground, there were seven piles of debris and fragments of various sizes, as well as dust droplets.
She gathered up her power slightly, and threw it all at the first pile of shards.
The fragments on the ground seemed to be held up by a gust of wind, and gently swirled into a split wine urn.
The azure pattern is distributed on the body of the urn as white as jade, and with the evenly distributed original cracks, it is as beautiful as a painting.
However, the girl who used all her demonic power was unable to stitch together this "painting".
Not to mention the original appearance of the wine urn.
In the end, she had to sort out the pieces.
No wonder that Mo Di was so angry, and the shopkeeper also had cold eyes.
Even if these things are not possessed, they are not mortal.
She couldn't fight back, even if the power of the demon yuan was consumed a lot, she still couldn't even connect the two fragments.
These things are one, but each has its own special features.
Once they are separated by external forces, they have their own "personality", which is extremely difficult to recover!
Mi Kei hugged the empty teapot and fell to the ground dizzy.
"It's so unfair, it's so hard to put together.
How is it so easy to break?
Pit her?!
” Teng Snake already knew the result, he gave Xinyan a gesture, and immediately opened the door and went out.
As soon as Mi Ji heard this figure, his body, which was already extremely tired, suddenly sat up.
The male demon with eyes like a sword must have gone to report the news.
What to do?
I want to escape!
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But what's even weirder is that she had a splitting headache as soon as she had this idea.
Mi Ji let go of the teapot and hugged his head, and the pale cyan veins on his forehead bulged.
There was a sad muffled sound in his mouth, and Mi Kei didn't even have the strength to stand up.
In this way, it is even more impossible to escape.
The hope in her heart was shattered, but almost at the same time, the headache disappeared.
It seems like a nightmare, still haunting my mind.
What's wrong with you?
Mi Ji fell to the ground completely this time, and he couldn't get up.
In a daze, she heard a "bang".
The stinging chill is coming!
It was as if she saw a stream of water "burst" in from outside the door, and then stood beside her like an icicle.
It's a pity that she can only vaguely see a blue shadow.
"You are the culprit who broke the artifact?!"
It's a nice sound, but the words sound like ice beads in Miji.
And the sound was still from far and near, and Mi Ji felt himself being entangled in the ice-like vines.
The instant coldness made her vision much clearer.
Only then did Mi Ji realize that it was not an illusion, she was just being held by a crooked ice bar.
On the ground beneath him is an icicle, and the ice flower stretches on the ground, connecting the bottom of the icicle to the foot of the person speaking.
She sneered, the Demon Hidden Pavilion was indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
"Say!"
The person in front of him is handsome, but unfortunately he looks like a son standing on an iceberg and not eating fireworks in the world.
His voice was not loud, but it still made Miji's heart tremble.
She was about to speak, when Moddy came in through the door: "Mr.
Hanchuan, she said she would repair those utensils. ” "Just her?"
Hankawa disdained.
"The shopkeeper has agreed, if she can't fix it, I'll leave it to you to dispose of."
Modi was followed by Teng Snake, and he glanced at the seven piles of debris on the ground, "It seems that today can only be sorted out." ” It was only at this time that Hankawa paid attention to the debris piled up in the room.
Mi Kei raised his eyes, just in time to see the anger in his eyes.
She suddenly understood why White Frost would say that she was a thief and handed over to Hanchuan.
With his means, even if he doesn't live or die, he will be tortured to madness!
What kind of monsters have you offended?
Bendu is also a demon, so why kill each other?
Mi Kee wanted to say that, but she didn't dare.
Who has put themselves at fault?
"Little you, you'd better fix all those things intact.
Otherwise, I'll freeze you into popsicles and then break them, and the cycle repeats.
Until I'm relieved. ” Han Chuan stretched out his finger and tapped on the ice bar, and cracks appeared on the ice bar instantly, and then it shattered.
She fell heavily to the ground, and all her internal organs seemed to be smashed into tofu flowers.
Mi Ji covered his heart, his face was distorted in pain, and he didn't expect that he would be unlucky like this......
Mi Ji nodded with a bitter face, but in the sea of knowledge, he surfaced the utensils that he had broken because he was unhappy when he was rummaging through other people's warehouses at will.
She thought that no one could catch herself, but she didn't think that she would have to pay it back when she came out!
Han Chuan brushed his sleeves and left, and when he left, he called Modi: "I'm not in the mood today, I don't possess the spirit."
I'll wait until this matter is taken care of before I start work.
By the way, you tell the shopkeeper. ” Mo Di froze, he didn't expect that Hanchuan, who has always regarded spirit possession as the most important thing in his life, would also have a time when he didn't want to work!