Just wait!

When Lao Xuan Dao reaches his peak, this small garden will be very lively.

For example, find a fat old man to practice.

I still remember that day when the fat old man hung Lao Xuan Dao on the tree. At this moment, the purple-haired child was fluttering in the wind, and his old face was completely lost.

Don't tell me, that's what Zhuge Xuandao thought.

If it wasn't for my low cultivation level, I'd probably have fought with the fat old man. Why are you still drinking? Drink your sister's wine! Do you even remember that you stuffed smelly socks into my mouth?

Zhao Yun didn't see the little money fan and the little fat man.

Those two had probably gone out to hang out, maybe they were in the casino opposite.

Really, the two of them are really in there.

Along with her, there was Chi Yan, and the winning banker's face turned dark.

"Your master!"

Zhuge Xuandao looked behind Zhao Yun again and again.

"Dead."

The word "Zhao Yun" comes as soon as I open my mouth.

Luna then opened her eyes and glanced sideways at this guy.

How dare you curse me.

Zhao Yun didn't take it seriously and returned the look to Moon God.

Disciple! Just for the purpose of cheating.

Master! It’s just for curses.

Did you see that these two sentences are not only symmetrical, but also rhyme!

Let you trick me and curse you every day.

"It's good to die. You can sleep for a long time after you die."

The fat old man clicked his tongue, only Zhao Yun dared to say this, Daxia Hongyuan! He is truly the best in the world, who dares to curse him like this, but it was his disciple who did it. This shows that the relationship between his master and disciple is stronger than imagined.

It's even more bizarre.

"Do you know which force it is?"

Zhuge Xuandao asked, referring to the one who summoned the King of Yin Yue.

"Corpse clan." Zhao Yun did not hide it.

Hearing this, the two old men looked at each other and couldn't help but frown. They were not easy to mess with. It was rumored that the corpse ancestor of his family had lived for hundreds of years. Moreover, he was also a Heavenly Martial Realm master, perhaps not as good as the elders.

Xia's Hongyuan is also ranked high in this land, and few people dare to offend him.

So, Ziling found the right person.

It is difficult to find a strong person from Tianzong to do this kind of thing, unless you are in the Tianwu realm, but the ancestor of Tianzong has been missing for many years, God knows if he is still alive, thanks to Daxia Hongyuan's suppression, otherwise King Yinyue

, it’s really miserable.

Everyone in Daxia knows what the Corpse Clan does.

This lineage specializes in robbing people's ancestral graves, and everyone is the master of damaging their yin virtues.

"I said, there is still a person hanging around here?"

The purple-haired child's face was quite dark, and he said to Zhao Yun, these two old guys beat me up, and I don't expect him to let me down, but you pretended that you didn't see it, that's too much! I won't care about any corpse clan or Yin Yue King.

I don't care, put me down.

"Master is in seclusion again."

"Before I retreat, I was asked to find flames. The more flames the better."

"You two, do you know where it is?"

Zhao Yun said that he had found a comfortable place and sat there again and started spraying. He still kept saying "Master". He just wanted to find a flame and melt the heavenly fire as soon as possible. The Moon God said that when the heavenly fire comes out, he will teach him how to make elixirs.

The art of.

Alchemists are very popular.

As for the look in the purple-haired kid's eyes! He pretended he didn't notice it.

Hanging well, hanging is eye-catching.

According to Xiu'er, this is also an alternative kind of practice.

Well, that's what I would say.

The Moon God glanced at Zhao Yun again, and said that one day she would reshape her body, and she would hang it on a tree to bask in the sun for a hundred years to practice. I asked her to practice well.

"If you have money, you can talk about anything."

"Give me some money, and I'll help you find it later. It's definitely top quality."

“Don’t worry, the price is fair.”

The two old men had their legs crossed, and they were talking to each other, as if they were talking in cross talk. It was not easy to catch a royal disciple, and he had to go to the pit to die. If he could find someone under the flames, put it aside first, and put him aside.

Getting money is the right way.

"No money." Zhao Yun rubbed his nose.

"Your master is Daxia Hongyuan. Why the hell are you telling me that you have no money?"

"Really not."

"You don't have money, but you still want flames?"

"Master also said that whoever finds the flame will be credited with a meritorious service and will be rewarded later." Zhao Yun's routine is still the same. Mentioning Da Xia Hongyuan's name seems to be easier than silver. The reward of Tianwu realm is better than silver.

Affordable.

"Well, this sounds like a human saying."

The two old men who were talking about cross talk were stroking their beards and stroking their beards. They were thinking about where to find some flames and then receive the merit. Tianwu Realm is not stingy.

As Zhao Yun expected, raising money from the master is easier than silver.

Money! Of course he has it, but he still keeps it to himself.

It would be best if someone could help me find it.

If it really doesn't work, just buy it with money! Money is a good thing, so save it if you can.

"Should we go to Yang Xiong's place for tea?"

"That boy is very sensible and never leaves us empty-handed."

"He is the one I like most."

Old Xuandao and the fat old man murmured that finding flames was a technical job. Since it was ordered by Hong Yuan, they should do their best. Then they also had to find a new employer. Yang Xiong was the most suitable one. As the lord of a city, it was probably easy to do.

Quite a few.

"It's great to have a rich master."

Zhao Yun patted his butt and left. Before leaving, he said generously and said he would bring a critical attack. The two old men were very excited after hearing this. Hong Yuan had seen his handiwork before.

"Let's go and drink tea."

The two walked away arm in arm, which was a good deal.

"It belongs to your three uncles."

Zhao Yun left, and so did the two old men. Only the purple-haired child was left hanging. A gust of wind blew over, shaking the child in a rhythmic manner.

"Master."

Not far away, Zhao Yun had walked into the pavilion, and Liu Ruxin was there.

Yu'er is quite sensible and consciously exits the show.

That pavilion has a very cozy scene, and only the young couple is left there.

Night falls quickly.

The fat old man and Lao Xuandao came back, and they handed over the matter of finding the fire to Yang Xiong. Yang Xiong didn't know the reason, but he was very good at it. Ma Liu ordered people to do it, and these two old guys, just wait until it is ready.

Well, there are also rewards.

The most ready-made one is Zhao Yun.

The master's reputation is well-known, and he relied on it to deceive and deceive him.

"It's done, we've done it."

Loud laughter soon broke out, it was the little fat man and the little money fan who were back.

Behind him, there was also Chi Yan.
To be continued...