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Except for the fruit god Jiazi Nine Hundred and Eighty-Four, Feather Master said a few words and took everything on himself.
But in Yandu City, there is no room for time.
Boom!
Li Yan pushed open the temple door, walked in with the wind and snow, and swept his eyes into the room.
The rich grain porridge is bubbling in the iron pot, and grains such as taro are boiled in it.
Tanniang turned her eyes.
"grown ups."
Nine-winged Su all cried out.
Danniang looked as usual, her eyes flashed with Li Yan's.
careful.
Li Yan nodded, and turned his gaze to the man in the corner holding a sea bowl.
The man's hair was disheveled, he was wearing a wrinkled suit, and he was swallowing the hot porridge in the bowl.
Li Yan, who has seen a strange dead white stream all the way, launched [Glance] at this man without hesitation.
no response¡¡
The man seemed to be aware of it, and when he stopped his hands, he raised his head, with porridge stains on the corner of his mouth.
"I don't know how to [Glance], so just to make sure, you are Li Yan?"
Nine Winged Su Du stretched her neck out, her sight was completely blocked by Dan Niang.
"Are you looking for me?"
"It doesn't count. I've heard of you before, but I didn't expect to meet you by chance."
Li Yan was silent for a while, then said softly: "The one who fell off?"
The atmosphere suddenly tensed.
The man blew on the hot air in the bowl, his facial features were reflected in the bowl, it was an extremely indifferent face.
"You have seen Tai Sui, so it is not surprising that you recognize me."
The man smiled brightly.
Li Yan took out a carrot from his pocket and took a big bite. Then he smiled and asked, "What's your name, brother?"
"Si Fan, Feng Yi."
Feng Yi, a Bingyi, the water god of the Yellow River.
"Sifan, is it an organization?"
Li Yan asked with interest on his face. He turned his back to Danniang, and waved his palms outward, which meant that he had a chance to leave quickly.
"Walking outside the fruit of Jambudha, the base camp of those who have fallen out."
He raised the sea bowl to Li Yan.
"How about it, are you interested in joining us?"
"Me? How can I do it?"
Li Yan said haha.
"Don't underestimate yourself, not everyone can have 90% or more in the "Ten Capitals" specialization."
After a pause, Feng Yi continued: "The name Tai Sui is the most painful scar for us Sifan. We pay special attention to everything about her, including you.
Before I came, someone told me that I don¡¯t need to look for it deliberately, it¡¯s fine if I die, but if I happen to meet you, I will ask you if you would like to join Sifan. "
Li Yan smiled irrefutably. Did not speak.
"Think about it, we're serious."
Feng Yi's eyes were burning:
"There are ten masters in Yanfu, and there are eight sufferings in thinking of ordinary people. Birth, old age, sickness, death, sorrow and sorrow, separation from hatred, resentment and resentment, you can't ask for it."
"Two years ago, one of the Eight Sufferings, Death Suffering, Tai Sui Yu Shu rebelled against Si Fan, and the Ten Masters took advantage of the void to enter. Birth, old age, sickness, resentment and hatred will all die in battle, and Si Fan's vitality will be greatly injured. The position of the Eight Sufferings is fully vacant." That's five."
"You know, whether the ten masters or the eight sufferings, this is not a false name, but a real laurels and strength. If you stay in Yanfu, you will not be able to touch this level for a long time. After all, this term Feather Lord, but you have forcibly suppressed the hair master who has always been the best among the five insects, and it is almost impossible for you to snatch the position of Feather Master from him."
"However, if you are willing to join Sifan, I will, as the new "life" bitter, recommend you to inherit the "death" bitter."
Li Yan thought for a while before he said, "I have a few questions I want to ask you?"
"Please go ahead."
"Did you kill Pei Yunhu?"
"Well, that's right." Feng Yi admitted straightforwardly. "The imperial decree is also in my hands."
Li Yan's heart sank, the current situation was even worse than when Pei Yunhu was not dead.
He asked, "What is your purpose?"
"I want to open a way out for my guys."
"Open the way?"
"Do you know why we are called shedding?"
Li Yan shook his head.
Feng Yi explained: "The legendary Southern Jambudvipa, the precious tree that bred the world, every fruit on the tree is a brand new world, and the essence of the Jambudvik fruit contains infinite possibilities and the root of vitality, called the Jambudvik fruit core . "
"Usually speaking, only when the fruit withers naturally, can you get the Yanfu fruit core by walking, but"
Feng Yi spread out his palm, and a strange dead white floated and sank in his palm.
"The power of thinking of mortals is unique in Yanfu, and it can peel off the pulp of Yanfu's fruit."
"The fruit falls off. It is to remove the pulp of the Yanfu fruit, leaving only the core of the Yanfu fruit."
"However, because of this, some people will call us Jambudha's pests."
Feng Yi's smile was still bright.
"It's the first time for me to peel off the pulp and extract the core of the Yanfu fruit. According to the seniors, even for such a small fruit that ranks below five hundred, the rarity of the core is not ordinary. The "Legends" foreign matter can be compared, get the Yanfu fruit core, Sifan is sure to break through the blockade of Houtu, and come to the world of Yanfu again."
Feng Yi snapped his fingers: "However, you only talk to me, but you don't mean to bargain with me at all. It seems that you have rejected my invitation?"
Li Yan pondered for a while, then said leisurely: "I"
The bronze bell in the courtyard is a masterpiece!
The candle flame fluttered wildly, the cymbals buzzed, and the sandalwood burner was burning red, and a large piece was burned.
Before I knew it, it was already twelve o'clock.
Boiling at midnight.
"Boom~"
A little chubby boy wrapped in a red bellyband jumped off the incense table, landed on his belly, bouncing like a ball, plump and chubby. Really cute.
Feng Yi bowed his head and met the fat baby's eyes.
The fat baby made a grimace, kicked over the brass candle holder, and ran out bouncing around.
The giggling children's voices suddenly became noisy, and no less than dozens of white and tender fat dolls jumped down from the incense table, all mischievous.
They pulled up the yellow curtains, ate tribute fruits, and some even climbed onto the beams of the house, and went to pestle the straw on the roof with the small streamers that they made. The tiles are loosened a lot.
Feng Yi frowned, staring at these little guys who came out of nowhere,
Danniang raised her face, and there were many wooden doll carvings around the knees of Yunxiao Niangniang with closed eyelids in the main hall, but they all disappeared at this moment.
"Clang! Clang!"
Jin Chuzi rang the chime, and the fat dolls turned their heads and saw a pretty face that had stiffened, then stopped the sound, and slipped into the darkness, never to be seen again.
The girl had one hand on her hips, royal blue clothes, and double buns. She held up the golden hammer and shook her head helplessly.
On the side hall, a nanmu auspicious cloud pattern shrine is empty.
Seeing that the dolls disappeared, she turned her head to look at the people in the room, and said in a crisp voice, "Several pilgrims, should you offer incense or ask for a lottery?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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