Chapter 212 Warming the Wine:...Rogue!
Wenjiu subconsciously wanted to push the door open, but before his hand touched the door, he suddenly stopped.
"What happened to the Fourth Master?" I suddenly felt a little unsure.
Su Peisheng and Wenjiu exchanged glances, then knelt down: "Miss, please be kind and save us. I'm afraid only you can help us now..."
Warming wine: "......"
Just as she was about to help Su Peisheng up, she noticed the door was pushed open, and the next second, she was pushed in.
There was a bang and the door was closed again.
Grinding teeth with warm wine, wiping, this is heartless.
Su Peisheng outside the door was also confused.
"Ninth Master... Tenth Master!!" Su Peisheng stared with wide eyes: "Didn't you two leave?"
Jiu Ye glared at him and said, "Stop making noise!"
As he said this, he put his head against the door and listened carefully.
The Tenth Master also leaned over, a little worried: "Will Little Fourth Sister-in-law be in trouble? What if Fourth Brother really did something and we can't rescue him in time?"
Jiu Ye was also quite uncertain: "It shouldn't be that..."
Su Peisheng sensed something was wrong: "Second Master! How could you eavesdrop on the Master like this... woo woo..."
"Keep your voice down!" Master Shi covered Su Peisheng's mouth with his hands and said with wide eyes, "If you delay saving Little Fourth Sister-in-law, I'll twist your head off and kick it like a ball."
When he returned, the more he thought about it, the more he felt bad. Little Fourth Sister-in-law was a fellow soldier, so how could they let her face the storm like Fourth Brother's alone? It was truly disloyal.
So he discussed it with Master Jiu and decided to come back to rescue Sister Si.
Jiu Ye only said: "As soon as we hear the noise, we will rush in and rescue Xiao Sisao."
Jiu Ye thought that Fourth Sister-in-law had single-handedly saved him and Fourth Brother, and he couldn't be as ungrateful as Fourth Brother, he must repay the favor.
For a moment, the two of them, including Su Peisheng whose mouth was covered, pricked up their ears to listen to the movement inside.
Wenjiu, who was in the room, was also confused at this moment.
"What... happened?"
The room was a mess. Paperwork, pens, and ink were scattered all over the floor. The desk where the Fourth Master usually worked had been split in two, a horrible sight.
Her big boss, the Fourth Master, stood at the very top, clutching a strange, nearly five-foot-long sword. His expression was frighteningly cold, and he exuded an overwhelming malevolent aura from within.
When he saw Wen Jiu coming over, his expression froze, his lips moved several times, and finally he uttered a few words: "I didn't mean it."
As he spoke, he raised his broadsword and moved to another position.
Wen Jiu blinked and looked at the Fourth Master, but suddenly felt that he was no longer scary, and even looked a little pitiful...
"Don't come over here," the Fourth Master frowned when he saw Wen Jiu trying to walk in and told him, "Stand away."
Seeing Wen Jiu's puzzled look, the Fourth Master took a deep breath and said, "Don't be afraid. I will put this big knife away soon."
The Fourth Master himself didn't know what was wrong. When he heard that Jiu'er was coming, he felt a little embarrassed for a moment. He didn't want her to see his embarrassed look, so he wanted to hold the weapon in his hand tightly and put it away.
But the more anxious he was, the more problems he encountered. He didn't know how, but the weapon in his hand suddenly turned into that terrifying big knife.
He happened to be sitting at a table reading a document when the table itself was split in two. The Fourth Master was so angry that he was even bewildered.
Now, as Wen Jiu watched, the Fourth Master became inexplicably more nervous. He tried to retract his sword several times, but there was no reaction at all. For a moment, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Wen Jiu looked at the Fourth Master like this and felt inexplicably familiar.
He immediately pulled Xiao Jin out of the space: Could it be that this weapon is also like the Lingluo Fairy Skirt, which can change at most three times a day?
Xiao Jin smiled and said, "Master, you are so smart. You guessed it right! This spiritual weapon was already intermediate when I gave it to you. It can change its form three times a day."
Warming wine: "......"
I don’t know how many times the Fourth Master has changed. Is he going to sleep with a big knife tonight?
I suddenly remembered the last time I wore a bikini. It was so embarrassing for me, so embarrassing that I couldn't forget it even if I wanted to.
The Fourth Master remembered it so clearly that whenever he was passionate, he would always nibble on the back of her neck and tease her by saying, "Jiu'er, why don't you wear your little clothes to seduce me today? You are so naughty..."
Now looking at the Fourth Master's stiff face, Wenjiu felt inexplicably sympathetic and amused.
Haha, do you understand how she feels when she can’t change her clothes?
It seemed that there was no hope for him to move back to the city, but now, Wenjiu felt strangely more balanced.
He walked up to the Fourth Master and grabbed his hand: "Master, this weapon can be transformed three times a day. How many times have you transformed it?"
The Fourth Master was somewhat familiar with this weapon just now, and knew that it was extraordinary. But now, hearing Wen Jiu talk about the changes so easily, he still felt a little frightened.
"It must have changed twice?"
The fourth master's answer was a little uncertain. It should have only changed twice, right? One fist blade, and the other was this broadsword.
Wen Jiu looked at the strange big knife in the Fourth Master's hand and couldn't help but admire him for a moment. Forgive her for being so ignorant. She had never seen such a big knife before, and there was a ghost face on the blade. To be honest, it was really scary.
"It's okay, Master. Don't worry." Wen Jiu reached out and patted the Fourth Master on the chest, soothing him gently, "Master, please don't think about the appearance of other weapons right now. Close your eyes and think about something relaxing, something beautiful...
Then try to find a slight connection with the weapon in your hand...think about the shape of the bracelet..."
Wenjiu looked over subconsciously and saw that the big knife in the Fourth Master's hand was slowly disappearing, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
[Wow, Emperor Star is Emperor Star. This weapon is ten times harder to control than the Silk Fairy Skirt. I remember correctly, the master only gave it to him a couple of days ago, and now he can actually control its changes...]
Wenjiu felt something was wrong the more he looked. The big knife in the Fourth Master's hand was retracted, but it did not turn into a bracelet. Instead, it covered his arm like a wrist guard.
Looking closely, there is a figure carved on the weapon on the arm...
Wenjiu felt a little familiar, and when he saw it clearly, his face flushed instantly...
"Master...you...you..."
The Fourth Master opened his eyes somewhat confusedly, and seeing Wen Jiu's strange expression, he followed her gaze.
After seeing clearly, the Fourth Master couldn't help but cough lightly: "That... Jiu'er, Master... didn't mean to..."
Wen Jiu glared at him, staring for a long time before saying, "You... hooligan!"
Xiao Jin stared with wide eyes, watching with great interest, but found that his master was looking at him angrily. He immediately put his hands on his hips, imitated Wen Jiu's behavior just now, pointed at the fourth master's nose and cursed: "Rogue!"
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