Crazy Chen

"Yao Yue thanks this fellow Taoist for helping me, but..." Qin Yaoyue's face was solemn, and she stared at the people slowly surrounding her with sharp eyes. And the magic weapon in her hand seemed to feel the owner's thoughts, and it also trembled slightly. "I think there may be some misunderstandings between you. Maybe you can try right-clicking to ease the conflict." As Chen Pi spoke, he lifted the spiritual sword lightly in his hand and watched the reflection of the sword carefully. The tip of the sword pointed at the three people opposite him intentionally or unintentionally. "What?" Qin Yaoyue was still confused, but she saw Chen Pi beside her suddenly ducking and rushing over. "Right click to aim! Several sword shadows flashed in front of them, and the three of them were caught off guard. After a while... Chen Pi stood on the bright red ground and continued to admire the sword body, as if the sword was some kind of work of art that one could never tire of seeing. "It's good if your cultivation level is low, just fall asleep. " Qin Yaoyue had just fought hard and was currently healing her injuries with her legs crossed. After hearing this, he frowned and looked at Chen Pi's back quietly. Chen Pi turned around and looked at Qin Yaoyue who was also looking at him, making her look a little creepy.