C485 It's All My Wishful Thinking

Article 485. It's all my wishful thinking.

A seven or eight year old little girl carrying a long spear was black and unsophisticated. Jian Ao even had the feeling that the spear would flatten her.

Jian Ao's eyes flashed with interest. He was curious about this little girl. He looked around and his expression became strange. It seemed like the people around him were not surprised by this little girl. Instead, they stared at him as if they were watching a show. "You are in trouble!"

Everyone was curious. They could not help but feel a strong curiosity in Jian Ao's heart towards this little girl carrying a gun.

Since he was fine now, he could take a look at what this girl with the spear was capable of. In any case, Lin Yong was a person who carried the spear. Yao Li. There was still a hundred miles to go, so there was no hurry.

"Which bastard dares to drink my Lu Family's Overlord's Drink!? Why don't you ask who I, Lu Wenwen, am!?"

The moment Lu Wenwen arrived, she stepped on the chair with her left foot and placed the spear on the side. She stood on the chair so that she did not have to look up to Jian Ao.

As Lu Wenwen stood on the chair, the domineering aura of a female hero permeated the air. It gave people the feeling of a female general's domineering aura. It was valiant and valiant. There was no better than this!

Jian Ao's eyes slightly narrowed. It seemed that Lu Wenwen had something special about her. This kind of domineering aura was like nature itself. It was not acquired. . . If that was really the case, then perhaps he would have picked up a treasure. Oh, no, he recognized an outstanding person!

To be able to give birth to a daughter with such extraordinary natural talent, his father was surely an expert that didn't expose himself. There was not a saying that said so. The saying went: A tiger father does not have a dog son! How could a father without a strong fighter have a daughter with extraordinary talent?

"Let me tell you, kid, don't think that you can rely on your face to eat just because you're tall and handsome! Hmph! I'll tell you there's no way! Hurry up and hand over the silver, or else I will let you have a taste of my Lu Wenwen's power! In a ten mile radius, I, Lu Wenwen, am known as Lu Baba. If you don't believe me, then let's give it a try!"

Lu Baba!

He was speechless. Such a domineering title! He actually used it on this little girl. He really didn't know what the person who gave her this title was thinking. If she wanted to be given this title, she would also be given this title - - - Sword Tyrant. . .

"This little sister. . . " Jian Ao looked at that pouting mouth. Even though it was emitting a strong heroic aura, that delicate and pretty childhood could not be concealed. It made people want to pinch her face. She was really too cute! Just like now. . .

"Pa!"

Who knew that someone as strong as Long Xing, who was at the peak of the pyramid in Chaotic Wind City, wouldn't be able to satisfy such a small wish.

Lu Wenwen reacted quickly. She raised her right hand and struck out a palm, leaving a red palm print on Jian Ao's hand.

"What? Do you want to attack?! Don't think that I am easy to bully just because I am a child! Let me tell you, I, Lu Wenwen, can knock down three people like you by myself!" Lu Wenwen snorted.

One person taking down three adults, the main point was that it was done by a seven or eight-year-old girl. In her previous life, it was absolutely shocking, but in this place, it was completely possible!

Jian Ao's eyes slightly narrowed. Lu Wenwen's reaction speed just now was already comparable to a true swordsman!

A seven or eight-year-old swordsman. . . Tsk tsk. . . Really awesome, really awesome! One had to know that among the direct descendants of Yun Feng's five great families, the youngest sword user was already thirteen or fourteen years old!

There was no way for them to compare, but once they did, the difference was immediately obvious. As such. . . It was best not to compare with others!

"That. . . " Jian Ao realized that he was at a loss for words. He could only scratch his head bitterly. It was his fault that he did not have the so-called "silver taels"!

"What about that? Quickly take it out. Otherwise, I, Lu Wenwen, will flip out!" Lu Wenwen shouted.

"- - -" Go crazy? A masculine woman!

Jian Ao smiled. This little girl must be tired of being mature, right? If it wasn't for the fact that you are so young, I would have killed you with a single palm! You don't have the right to speak!

Helpless, Jian Ao could only take out the Spirit Stone in his hand once again and said pitifully, "Sister, look at me. . . I really only have this on me!"

Lu Wenwen glared at Jian Ao and shouted, "Younger sister? Who is your younger sister! If you continue to call me relatives, I will beat you up!"

Jian Ao rubbed his nose and thought to himself, Beat me up? There are no more than one slap in the entire Chaotic Wind City for such experts to exist. Of course. If he let the "dragon powder" go, hmm. It was the fans of Planet Dragon who knew that their idol was being threatened by a seven or eight-year-old girl. She would definitely drown the girl carrying the gun with a mouthful of saliva!

When they saw White Clouthed Young Man in front of them, they could only laugh bitterly. Lu Wenwen smiled complacently. Hmph hmph, you're still a little short of fighting me! Looks like my Lu Wenwen's dominance still exists!

Following which, he looked at the "stone" that was taken out. At least he estimated it to be like this. But it was still alright if he did not look. He was shocked when he saw it and was stunned. . .

What, what, what was this!? It was golden! Spiritual Qi filled the air! Wasn't this the legendary Spirit Stone? How could a weak scholar like him have such a precious thing! Even if the old man who taught him how to carry the spear had reached the Sword Master Stage, he wouldn't have much chance to obtain the Spirit Stone. Furthermore, it looks like this Spirit Stone is even bigger than the old man's Spirit Stone! Doesn't that mean that it is mid-grade, mid-grade. . .

Lu Wenwen's eyes widened. Happiness had come too suddenly! Her body leaped and grabbed the spirit in her hand. She placed it in front of her eyes. She looked left and right. It was as if he had picked up a treasure!

Jian Ao kept it in his eyes and thought to himself, As expected of father and daughter! Even observing the Spirit Stone is so strange! But. . . Look at her surprised and curious eyes. It seems like I have never seen such a small Spirit Stone before! Sigh. . . The strong come out differently, even looking down on the middle grade! Looks like I have to find an opportunity to exchange for a high grade Spirit Stone from the Treasure Pavilion in the future. Not to mention other things, he could at least pretend to be cool! It wouldn't be like today. He didn't even have the money to drink a cup of tea!

"Yes, I only have Mid Grade Spirit Stones on me, but I don't have any high-grade Spirit Stone, and I don't have any silver taels that are more noble than high-grade Spirit Stone!" Jian Ao said. "However, I can pay for the tea according to the ratio of 1: 120!"

One high-grade Spirit Stone for 120 Mid Grade Spirit Stones, the ratio was already quite high.

Hearing that, Lu Wenwen was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly. She laughed until she bent forward and back, laughing until everyone did not know what was going on!

Jian Ao's face was full of doubt. What was wrong? Did she think that the ratio he gave her was too low? No. . .

"Idiot!" Before Jian Ao could ask anything, Lu Wenwen had already opened her mouth, but the first sentence made Jian Ao's face turn dark.

Damn! You can question my strength, but you can't blame me for questioning my looks, and you can't question my intelligence and talent!

However, very quickly, Jian Ao realized that he had really become an idiot!

"F * ck! Everything is my wishful thinking!"