Huaqian took a deep breath: "Angels, as the name suggests, are messengers from the sky. They are gods who came from another world and descended to the world to save all beings. I am a unique race among angels, guardian angels, which is what you mortals say. The patron saint of . Our people will only be connected with the fate of one mortal in their lives, and they will become a mortal body to guard him, never betray him until death. And the person who is destined for me is you."

This sentence made her feel extremely middle-class, but her face was firm.

She looked at Tang Jin, and saw that the expression of the person in front of her changed from a little surprise at first, to astonishment, confusion, disgust, and finally to ridicule, not even feigning basic courtesy.

"just you?"

A heart attack.

These two words express the contempt, contempt and disgust for Huaqian.

Seeing that Tang Jin had lost patience, Hua Qian quickly corroborated it.

"Wait, think about it, I crawled out of the grave. How can a normal person survive without breathing? The real Yuqian is actually dead, I just came to you through her body. around."

"And the dishes I make are specially prepared for you. Do you think they are more palatable than others? Those are the dishes of the world I live in.

Yuqian is the eldest young lady raised in a deep boudoir, not to mention the ten fingers do not touch the spring water, how can she know your taste and hobbies since she has never met you? How can you make dishes that are not available in this world? "

Tang Jin's eyes moved slightly when he heard this. When he saw Yu Qian, he was already in a coma with a high fever.

He died from heart palpitations, showing a timid and timid temperament.

That's why he wanted to take the opportunity to use the blood bat to scare Yu Qian to death, but the man in front of him was able to kill the blood bat and climbed the chain alone to escape.

Such a strong desire to survive, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a delicate young lady raised in a deep boudoir.

But it would be absurd to say that fate is connected.

Seeing Tang Jin meditating, Hua Qian was overjoyed, hesitating is a good thing.

She carefully avoided the blade against her throat, and said slowly, "Actually, it was my intention to fall into the dungeon today, in order to give you something."

Tang Jin narrowed his eyes and looked at it, "You know this dungeon?"

Hua Qian hurriedly nodded: "Of course, I am your patron saint, and naturally I know some things that ordinary people don't know. This dungeon was the death row where the felons were imprisoned in the country a hundred years ago.

The country of Yan is good at forging, and it is said that it can make magic weapons and weapons, which are indestructible. However, after the country was destroyed, the forging technology of the country was lost, and no one knew that there was a dark room on the bottom floor of the south corner of the dungeon of the country, where the last piece of black iron was hidden. "

Tang Jin looked at the look on her face.

Tang Jin didn't believe her words, but he had just wandered through the entire dungeon and didn't find the dark room. Since Hua Qian's words were conclusive, he was also interested in verifying it with her.

If Hua Qian dared to lie to him again, he would crush her bones one by one, and then throw her into the street as an adult.

At that time, it will be said that the magic sect did the tricks. After all, the magic sect has lost its conscience and can't do anything.

Tang Jin put away the folding fan and looked as gentle as jade again: "Please ask the girl to lead the way."

Seeing him give way, Hua Qian had to bite the bullet and walk ahead.

The story of Yan Guo was made up by her, but Xuan Tie was real.

In the original book, the male protagonist got this piece of black iron and forged a peerless weapon, which was like a tiger with wings, and no one in the rivers and lakes could match it for a while.

In fact, Hua Qian didn't want to tell Tang Jin at first, after all, if he got this piece of black iron, it wouldn't be good for the male protagonist, but at this time his life was at stake.

The two walked out of the narrow road one after the other. In front of them were all the traps that had been destroyed by Tang Jin, and the two walked smoothly.

When crossing the single bridge, Hua Qian glanced at the snake pit underneath, his scalp tingled, and his limbs stiffened as he walked forward.

There was a sudden numbness behind the ear: "Be careful, if you fall, those snakes will get into your ears, eyes, and mouth, and then bite into countless holes in your body, and then lay eggs and hatch in your body."

Hua Qian couldn't bear it any longer, covered her ears and screamed and ran to the other side of the bridge, retching.

Tang Jin's mischievous laughter came from behind him. He crossed his arms around his chest, and the fan handle in his hand tapped on his arm. He stretched his smile: "Ah, are your gods also afraid of snakes?"

Neuropathy, this person is a neurosis!

Hua Qian didn't want to talk to him, and walked into the southern cell with a green face.

This cell is particularly large, and she turned the wall lamps one by one.

In the original book, the male protagonist accidentally touched a wall lamp and opened the secret door.

But Hua Qian forgot that the male protagonist has the aura of the protagonist, but she is at most a cannon fodder living in the narration. What is even more desperate is that there are hundreds of wall lamps in this cell.

She twisted her hands sore and still couldn't find the right one. She swung her wrists and wanted to rest. She saw Tang Jin, who was waiting beside him, waving his fan lightly and said, "There is a limit to your patience."

"It's coming soon."

Hua Qian was about to cry without tears when he heard this, and hurriedly twisted the wall lamp with all his might, and finally heard a "click" when he turned the eighty-fifth.

The floor in the center of the cell slowly opened, revealing an underground passage.

Unlike other places in the dungeon, where you can't see your fingers, the mermaid lights on the walls on both sides of this passage are always on.

With such a high level of force, there must be rare treasures.

Hua Qian was so excited that she clapped her fingers to the tunnel and shouted, "I have it!"

Tang Jin glanced at her rare and strange appearance, closed the folding fan and walked down the tunnel, Hua Qian hurriedly followed him down.

Hua Qian originally thought that the tunnels were already so advanced, the room with the black iron must have a sense of ceremony, at least put a table in a box for offerings.

However, the underground room was smaller than she had imagined, so simple that there was no decoration, just a black and bald stone on the ground.

She looked around and couldn't see anything else, so she couldn't help squatting down, scratching her chin with her fingers, and looking suspiciously at the black stone in front of her.

Is this the Xuan Tie that makes the male protagonist even more powerful?

No matter how you look at it, it's just a big rock.

Even she doubted whether it was a fake or shoddy product, and wondered if Tang Jin could accept it.

Suddenly there was a chill on the top of the head, and the thin iron fan of the knife flew towards the stone, and the force was so fast that sparks were even created.

Hua Qian only felt a flash of fire in front of his eyes, and a piece of stone skin was peeled off from the stone, revealing a clear jet-black spar, which was shining brightly under the light of the mermaid lamp.

Tang Jin took the fan of the knife that was whirling, and the blade was completely smoothed, but the spar was as stubborn as ever, without the slightest damage.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he couldn't help but admire: "It's a peerless treasure to cut iron like mud."

Although Huaqian doesn't know the goods, but Tang Jin's praise is definitely not wrong.

She stood up abruptly, looked at Tang Jinhuan and shouted, "Look, I didn't lie to you, what I said is true!"

Her almond eyes were full of surprises, and her eyes were so bright that it seemed like a river of stars was flowing, three points more dazzling than the spar.

Tang Jin moved his fingers slightly, and suddenly had the urge to dig out these eyes and treasure them.

But he knew that if he just dug out this pair of tricks, it would be like a pearl out of water eventually turning into a dead fish's eye, and it would be tasteless.

Tang Jin rolled his eyes slightly, avoiding those too bright eyes, and circled around the spar.

"Since what Miss Yu said is true, let's leave everything behind for the time being. Sending the Buddha to the west, since Miss Yu wants to send this black iron spar, she will have to trouble her to move this spar back."

If you don't care about the past, you won't care about the past, and for the time being, don't you just scold you two words, cheapskate.

Yu Qian felt that she could do it again at this time, she patted her chest: "No problem, hug me."

The author says:

Years later, Hua Qian shyly asked Tang Jin: When did you start to be interested in me?

Tang Jin thought for a moment: Maybe it was the moment when he wanted to gouge out your eyes?

Huaqian: Perverted!!!