After they left Wuliang Valley, they were going to practice everywhere, but after all, they didn't grow up in Wuji Holy Heaven, and most of their understanding of Wuji Holy Heaven was superficial and not deep. They really didn't know where to go for a while. .
Dongji City holds the Dao Prosperity Ceremony, but all famous Qi Dao masters will gather here, and many strong people will also come here. This is not a great opportunity for them to increase their experience and improve their horizons. Even if it is not for the Skyfall Purple Soul Gold, They are absolutely not to be missed.
"So happy, don't you think I'm an eyesore for such a bad old man, and don't want to stay any longer?" Seeing the joy on Gu Fenghua's face, Zhang Yiyi joked again.
"No way, seniors are so kind to us, and they are so approachable. In seniors, I seem to see the figure of my grandfather again. I wish I could stay by seniors' side for the rest of my life, serving tea and water as filial piety." Knowing Zhang Dao Gu Fenghua also joked about his temperament. However, the joke was half true and half false. On Zhang Yidao's body, she really saw her grandfather vaguely, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moist when she spoke.
"Yeah, I also think of my father. Senior, here is a belt. I originally wanted to give it to my father, but I don't know when I can go back. Let me give it to senior. I hope that senior will be as happy as the East China Sea and live longer than Nanshan." " Hearing Gu Fenghua's words, Luo Enen also felt melancholy, thinking of the relatives who were far away in a foreign land, who didn't know when they would see each other again, and while wiping away tears, took out a belt and handed it to Zhang Yiyi.
Give a gift! Why did this girl think of giving gifts again? Gu Fenghua opened his mouth, and a thin layer of sweat involuntarily oozes from his forehead.
"I don't know how my uncle is doing now? I also saw my uncle's figure in the senior. Here is a good book that I keep close to me. Although it is not a famous masterpiece, it is unique in Wuji Shengtian. Now I give it to the senior for leisure. It¡¯s my intention to relieve boredom.¡± Ye Wuse took out a book from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yiyi.
The cover of the book has turned slightly yellow, and the corners have been sanded. Obviously, Ye Wuse has put a lot of energy into this book. I don't know how many times he has read it, but it is not damaged at all. It can be seen that he cherishes it very much. . "The Classic of Strange Tales of Heaven and Earth", the title of the book is full of mystery and strangeness.
"I also think of Xinghua's grandfather. Although he is not a blood relative, he still treats me equally. I didn't accompany him well before I left. I really owe him too much." The fat man wiped away his tears and took out a mouthful. The big black pot, "Senior, I have used this pot since I was a child, and it was made by a famous teacher. I wanted to use it to make a delicious meal for my grandfather to taste, but I don't know what it is. I can only go back when I have time. Today I will give it to you, you can cook something to eat when you are free, and take good care of your body, which is my filial piety."
The corner of Zhang Yiyi's mouth twitched. It's fine for others to give you a belt or a book. What are you doing with a pot? After staying in Wulianggu for so many days, Fatty Bai cooked a few meals and invited him to taste them. With emotion, with this guy's good craftsmanship, it's a pity not to be a cook.
But whether you are a cook or not is up to you, and I don¡¯t want to be a cook, so why give me a pot?
Zhang Yiyi subconsciously wanted to refuse, but seeing Fatty Bai's guilt-filled eyes, he couldn't bear to hurt his heart, so he finally accepted it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com