Don't Love Me, It'll End in Heartbreak! Minghe's Hand-Waving Dance: The World Is a Bewitching Place!

"Iron Fan, come out to meet the guests!"

With a call from Ancestor Minghe.

A woman wearing a Rakshasa red dress, with beautiful appearance but a bit of heroic spirit, walked out somewhat uneasily.

It was Princess Iron Fan. As soon as she looked up, she saw Bull Demon King standing there.

Their eyes met, Tie Fan's face instantly turned red, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

She thought that the matter was exposed and the ancestor was going to accuse Bull Demon King.

He quickly took a step forward, stood in front of Bull Demon King, and explained eagerly.

"Ancestor, don't be angry!"

"Bull Demon King and I... are actually wishful thinking on my part!"

"If you want to punish me, punish me. It has nothing to do with him!"

Looking at my little cabbage's elbows turned outwards, she looks like she's not in the right position.

Ancestor Minghe felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

"What a sin..."

"I have grown flowers for so many years, and even the pots are taken away."

However, when he glanced at the pile of Yellow Middle Plum and Three Lights Divine Water on the table.

And when Zhao Gongming promised Conceptual Level Magic Treasure.

Minghe's heartache disappeared instantly.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to put on a kind and kind smile.

He walked over and patted Tie Fan on the shoulder.

"Silly boy, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Ancestor, am I the kind of unreasonable person?"

"Bull Demon King is a disciple of the Interception Sect. He has extraordinary feet and a dignified appearance. He and you are a match made in heaven!"

"It's okay, it's okay. I agree that you two are together. This is a happy event!"

When Tie Fan and Bull Demon King heard this, they were immediately overjoyed.

"Thank you, ancestor, for your help!"

Then, Bull Demon King, the stupid cow, stopped caring about Zhao Gongming and took the iron fan's hand.

The two of them chatted sweetly to each other and talked to each other.

Minghe looked at the pair of back figures, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Out of sight, out of mind!"

He pulled Zhao Gongming a little further.

A warm smile instantly filled his face, and he rubbed his hands and asked.

"Martial Nephew, look, I have agreed to this marriage, it can be said to be a done deal."

"As for the magic weapon... can we refine it now?"

"Ancestor, my heart is... itchy!"

Zhao Gongming said cheerfully.

"Of course you can. Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. It's a no-brainer."

"As long as there are natural resources and treasures, start the furnace immediately!"

Without saying anything, Minghe directly took out a piece of Nine Nether Whirlwind Bone that had given birth to countless yuanhui in the vortex of the Blood Sea.

[Ding! High-level refining material detected: Nine Nether Whirlwind Bone]

[Rating: Excellent]

[Matching plan: Can refine rotation/storm/control concept magic weapons]

Zhao Gongming sacrificed Nine Dragon Cauldron and refined it on the spot.

A fancy-looking oil-paper umbrella with various villain patterns painted on the umbrella is freshly released.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successful refining!]

[Magic weapon name: Hand-Waving Flying Umbrella]

[Grade: Houtian Spirit Treasure(Conceptual Grade)]

[Conceptual attribute: Spiral Storm·Powerful drying!]

[Effect: The umbrella surface rotates, condensing an irresistible regular storm!]

[Forcibly suck the enemy into it and perform a high-speed rotation of three thousand revolutions per second!]

[That feeling is comparable to being thrown into a drum washing machine and being dried like crazy, it can shake a person's brains out!]

[Side Effect: Flower Hand Swing·Spiritual Quotes]

[Restrictions: The user must raise his hands above his head, turn his wrists flexibly, and wave his hands wildly!]

[Lines: While shaking, you must shout out classic spiritual quotes!]

"The colorful world is charming, but if you don't have the strength, don't show off!"

"Don't love me without results, unless you shake me with your hand!!"

At the same time, the system's critical hit reward made Zhao Gongming's heart skip a beat.

[Ding! Trigger the supreme critical strike reward!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining magical power: Five-Colored Divine Light!]

"Five-Colored Divine Light?!"

Zhao Gongming was shocked, this is Innate Divine Ability of Kong Xuan!

He is said to be the first person among saints to brush aside everything!

"Good guy, you really dare to give this to the system!"

"You actually gathered all Kong Xuan's special skills?"

"With this magical power and the eight magical skills, my Daluo Golden Immortal... I'm afraid I can make Quasi-Saint lose his temper!"

Zhao Gongming suppressed the excitement in his heart, handed the Hand-Waving Flying Umbrella to Minghe, and explained in detail how to use it.

Minghe After listening to it, not only did I not think there was a problem with the side effects, but I was ecstatic and laughed to the sky.

"Hahahaha, okay, great!"

"This power of rotation and these spiritual quotes are so domineering!"

"With this treasure, ancestor, I can finally take revenge on that scoundrel Di Jiang!"

Zhao Gongming was suddenly confused.

"What's wrong? Martial Uncle, you also have a grudge against Di Jiang?"

"Crack!"

Minghe clapped his hands suddenly and said through gritted teeth.

"This is also a good use of words!"

"Martial Nephew, you are still too young."

"Let me ask among all Primordial Era, who has no grudge against Di Jiang?"

"Ever since he got that old stretcher, he's been blackmailing people!"

"And he doesn't want much, so every time he extorts some spiritual fruits, materials, etc., it's just to disgust people!"

"Ancestor, he blackmailed me into taking away a three-grade red lotus last time. I've been holding back this feeling for a long time!"

"Without further ado, I'm going to take revenge. I'm going to make him a fool!"

Minghe held an umbrella and was about to go out with murderous intent.

However, before Minghe could leave, a burst of cursing sounds suddenly came from outside the underworld.

"Damn...Kunpeng This guy is really hateful!"

"That crappy rickshaw has made me lose face!"

I saw Di Jiang holding his head and staggering over with a look of displeasure on his face.

"I still feel like my father's father's name is grandpa echoing in my mind."

"My brain is shaking, I feel really uncomfortable!"

"No, I have a fire in my heart!"

"I have to find someone to blackmail me and vent my feelings!"

Di Jiang glanced around, then suddenly looked in the direction of Asura Path, his eyes lit up.

"Hey? Minghe Is this old otaku at home?"

"He is a pure honest man. Foolish people have a lot of money!"

"Why don't you go find him and ask him to compensate me for some mental damage, which will make me feel better!"

Having made up his mind, Di Jiang carried the stretcher and rushed over in a swaggering manner.

"Minghe, get out of here!"

A very unbridled roar echoed through the underworld.

Zhao Gongming suddenly raised his head and saw Ancestor Minghe standing at the door.

His shoulders shook violently and he let out a giggle.

"Finally... there is a way to heaven, but if you don't take it, there is no door to hell, so you have to throw yourself into it!"

"I finally have my revenge!"

Di Jiang had no idea what was going on inside and was still screaming there.

"Minghe, get out of here and give me the magic weapon!"

"Otherwise I would lie down at your door. When I lie down..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Ancestor Minghe rushed out suddenly, and the flower umbrella in his hand opened instantly.

He raised his hands above his head, turned his wrists wildly, and the umbrella surface rotated rapidly like a helicopter propeller.

At the same time, Minghe was so angry that he shouted in a socially spirited voice.

"The world of flowers is charming!"

"Don't show off your face if you don't have the strength!"

"Come in, you!"

A terrifying storm formed instantly, directly covering Di Jiang before he could even lie down.

"What the hell?!"

Di Jiang felt like the world was spinning and his body was being sucked in uncontrollably.

It begins to rotate at a high speed of three thousand revolutions per second in the air.

"Ugh!"

"What... what is this?!"

"Minghe, you also have a new magic weapon?!"

Di Jiang screamed repeatedly in the storm, feeling like his internal organs were about to be thrown out.

Minghe laughed wildly while waving her hands.

"Hahahaha, it's so cool, so cool!"

"Don't love me without results, unless you shake me with your hand!!"

Watching this scene, Zhao Gongming silently took out Recording Stone and found a perfect angle.

"Wonderful, Martial Uncle Di Jiang, this is the end of greed."