He hurried to run, but for a moment he was swept up by Gangfeng, and I didn’t know where he was blown. In the blink of an eye, he lost his shadow pool. Then he patted his hand and said, "I scold the old man behind my back and treat you to the northwest wind."
Bo Songyang had a cold sweat on his forehead. "Teacher … is well."
Chi Martyr waved, "Stop kissing up and get some barbecue for the old man. I’m in a terrible mood today. By the way, I’m blind. By the way, I’ll buy more wine to drink at home."
"It’s a disciple. I’m going." Bo Songyang disappeared without saying anything, and when he took it away, he left Li Yan a look you should be careful with.
"Met Master" saw the horror of the two brothers, and Li Yanke didn’t want to make the same mistake.
Chi martyrdom nodded his head, and his eyes suddenly looked at a blood-weeping stone and a diamond face with a different color. "Hey, who put this good thing here?"
Li Yan was embarrassed. "I asked my brother to help me forge a sword material. My brother said he was afraid of refining and asked the master."
"Oh, I always said that he wouldn’t dare to spoil such a precious material for blind people. Well, since you have a long sword, I’ll practice this diamond for you. In addition, you have to become a refiner, and there is no such thing as a tripod. This tears of blood is just to give you a new one." Chi Yan sighed here and his face was a little nai
Chapter sixty-five Heart growing
I can’t feel sad at the thought of being killed by Yong Du.
Half ring
Bo Songyang and Blind came back. They brought a lot of food and wine according to Chi Martyr’s instructions, but before Bo Songyang roasted the meat, Chi Martyr couldn’t wait to pick up an altar of wine, uncover the mud and pour it into his mouth. Almost all of them got wet. There is quite a taste of drowning their sorrows by drinking.
"The master will drink when he is depressed and when he is angry, he will also drink when he is angry, but this time the master’s mood is even the worst in years, even worse than being defeated by Yong Du. Although the master is in a bad mood, he won’t do anything to us, but his mouth is very poisonous. If the master says something difficult, don’t take it to heart," Bo Songyang’s novel says.
Li Yan nodded deeply. Although he contacted this cheap master soon, he had a deep understanding of his poisonous mouth, but he also saw that Chi Martyr was a bit heavy-hearted and just a little smelly-tempered. Of course, it is natural to be a master in everything, otherwise how can you teach his disciples?
"By the way, I saw you drinking with a bronze wine bottle this time. I found another one in the ancient tomb and gave it to the master with nothing to do with me." Li Yan took out an ancient bronze wine bottle from her arms.
"poof! ！” Chi Yan almost choked to death when he spit out a mouthful of wine. He threw the jar and rushed over. He grabbed Li Yan’s hand and rubbed it like touching a girl’s face. He also had any special hobbies.
"Good baby, good baby, incredibly, all of them are Millennium-immortal bronze. I don’t know how much copper it will cost if this glass is refined." Chi Martyr repeatedly played with the shock in his eyes, as if he had found a rare baby.
Blind curiosity asked, "Did this thing come from an ancient tomb?"
Li Yan nodded. "Well, when I looked at a lot of pots and pans in the ancient tomb, I touched one conveniently. Although I was almost discovered by the elders later, I finally saved a few pieces."
"A few pieces! ！”
Bo Songyang’s eyes are about to burst into flames. He grabbed Li Yan’s shoulders and shook them, crying and crying. "Little brother, my little brother, how good is your life? Do you know how miserable brother was when he got there? The huge ancient tomb was dug up abruptly by a group of old deathlessly, and even the fast slate was not left. Not only was I, but even the master rushed there and was not assigned to any benefit department. Otherwise, the master would not be so angry now. "
Blind deep but nodded his head.
Chi martyr’s face is not red. Which disciple scolded the master in front of his face? He didn’t know that he had nothing to do with this master himself.
Li Yan was dizzy and almost broke his bones. "Brother, stop and stop, and my head will fall off."
"Ha ha ha brother excited excited" Bo Songyang embarrassed to take back your hand.
Chi martyrdom immediately said, "It’s very rare that you have the heart to collect this wine bottle, but the old one doesn’t mistreat you. The tripod will help you practice the refining device today, and the Pharaoh will teach you to give you something else." Then he took out a twisted iron lump.
Li Yan barely recognized that it was Qianchi who died drinking wine bottles.
Chi Martyr coughed and said, "What are you looking at? I accidentally broke the old time and the bitch Yong Du tried hard, but the most precious inscription in it can be refined into another thing to feed Songyang. What’s your look? Being a master always has to take advantage of something. Besides, this is my disciple’s filial piety to the old veteran."
Bo Songyang withdrew his eyes and whined, "Little brother, master, he’s just a robber. He wants to exchange this treasure for you with a pile of junk. It’s not worth it for you."
"By the way, what’s this bronze wine bottle? You said as if it were a rare baby. "Li Yan scratched his head.
Blind face calmly said, "Nothing. This bronze wine bottle is engraved with three inscriptions. It is an inscription. Although I don’t know the effect, an inscription alone can buy more than a dozen important mountains in the Amen. Didn’t you feed the beast with Qiqiao Qingxin Dan?" If you change it into seven Qiao Qing Xin Dan words, probably. "
Seeing a jar next to it "can probably fill several jars."
"What … what?" Li Yan almost bit his tongue. This thing that looks rusty is so valuable.
Blindly nodded, "It must be so valuable, because you can forge an inscription refining device. You can’t find anyone who can get it from some unearthed tombs or sects in Wan Li. Of course, you are very lucky to pick up the weapon when the former strong man fights. In addition, there is no other way to get the master. The wine bottle is an inscription device, which is valuable but it is broken. Otherwise, the senior brother won’t cry and scold the master as a robber."
"Fart is not a robber." Chi Martyr Avenue "When did you ever let your disciples suffer? You rabbits have worked so hard to raise you. You treated the master like this. You decided how to give half of your heart to your little teacher younger brother. It didn’t treat him badly."
Bo Songyang stopped crying and making trouble at once, and shut up and stop talking.
Li Yan didn’t react this way. The feelings of the two brothers were that they wanted some benefits again. Suddenly, the two brothers became tall and powerful.
"Well, it’s a matter of quality to ignite the little younger brother, but it will take a long time for the teacher to send a snack fire to the little younger brother. It’s best that we are honored to have such a teacher," Bo Songyang vowed
Chi martyrdom stared his one eye. "You all stare at the slightest benefit of a group of old wives with hindsight. Today, I am in a long mood and I won’t care about you, but I have to ask you the value of this bronze wine bottle here. You know that if you don’t want to give it to the teacher, it’s rare to give it back to you."
Although generously handed out the bronze wine bottle, it was impossible for Li Yan to feel that the veins stood out suddenly and violently raised his palm and killed him.
Li Yan immediately said, "Since I gave it to the master, it is naturally the master. Besides, I also know the truth of Huai Bi’s crime. If I am seen with this thing, I will be hunted by a large group of masters. Where is life still to be given to the master? Besides, didn’t the master promise so many benefits? ACTS son satisfied "
This sentence is from the bottom of my heart. Li Yan doesn’t regret sending it out at all. If she keeps it and accidentally leaks it out, it may lead to a sword and a sword disaster.
"Well, in this case, I’m welcome to accept it." Chi Martyr nodded with satisfaction and quickly put the wine bottle into his sleeve. Although his face was calm, his mouth was sobbing.
Li Yan secretly regretted that if I had known that the contents were so valuable, I would have taken a few more.
It’s a pity that chance is lost if it’s missed.