The next moment, he felt a pain in his face and he staggered and took several steps back.

When he came to his senses, he couldn't believe it when he touched his face.

Being beaten?

He was actually slapped in the face?

Li Weiran looked at Mu Yan with a confused expression: "You hit me?"

Mu Yan felt a little faint.

After all, Li Weiran is much stronger than her.

But when I think of the scene where Xiao Qi was almost strangled to death by this little pervert just now.

Mu Yan wanted to strangle him to death.

Pinching the Void Spirit Ring on his fingertips, Mu Yan said calmly: "If you want me to help you pick things from Tianguangxu, don't step on my bottom line."

Li Weiran smiled softly, all his expressions were hidden under the slightly drooping hair and the dazzling red silk: "Jun Muyan, what you think I care about is really bullshit..."

"What did you say?"

The voices of the people opposite were getting lighter and lighter until they could no longer hear them clearly.

Mu Yan couldn't help asking.

"Nothing." Li Weiran's thin lips curled gently, showing a pure and harmless smile, "I said I was wrong and I will not touch this weak guy again in the future. Mu Yan, forgive me!"

Go away your little chicken!

Luoyu was about to go wild: "You are a weak boy! Your whole family is a weak boy!!"

Mu Yan grabbed Luoyu and looked at the man opposite him with a headache, who was not invading the oil and salt and was not invading the water and fire, and sighed: "Okay, you just had to break in. What's the point?"

Li Weiran took out a Qiankun bag from his arms and threw it to Mu Yan.

This Qiankun bag is ragged and has a lint at the seal. It is the most basic type, and there are very few things that can be stored.

Mu Yan was full of doubt when he took it.

What is this guy doing to give himself a broken bag?

What can be stored in this?

However, when his spiritual sense penetrated, Mu Yan suddenly widened his eyes.

"[Purple Scale Python]'s Neck Scale! [Black Wood Scorpion] Scorpion Tail! Hundreds of [Suxin Silk]!!"

She looked at Li Weiran in disbelief: "Where did you get these?"

Li Weiran said proudly: "Don't worry about where I got it. Just say whether you like it or not, do you need it?"

This tone of both sage and expectation seemed to be saying, "Come and praise me, come and praise me."

It really doesn't match Li Weiran's usual little perverted image.

Mu Yan almost couldn't recover.

After a while, she said, "How do you know I need these?"

Li Weiran smiled and said, "You have copied a copy of Zhou Zishun's list."

Mu Yan frowned: "But why did you do these for me?"

Li Weiran did not hesitate: "I do whatever I like, and where do I need reasons? You just say whether you need it or not."

Need, naturally, it is necessary!

These are the most important core materials for her refining her natal sword in addition to [Cloud Bone].

However, there is no free lunch in the world.

And this lunch was delivered to Weiran.

This made her unable to eat happily!

"Qihuang, what do you say?"

Qihuang, who has always urged Mu Yan to collect the materials of natal swords, is just like the one who urges his life, doesn't speak anymore this time.

Of course he didn't want Mu Yan to accept the gift from the little white face.

However, these materials are really hard to find.

Damn it!

If he could go out of the Heavenly Demon Qin Space, where would this young man turn to show his attention?

Wait, he is a dignified and eternal weapon spirit, why should he show his gratitude to Jun Muyan, a stupid woman?

"Seeing" Qihuang was furious with himself in the space.
Chapter completed!