Lao Buxiu is not Xi Yanyan's subordinate, but after listening to his non-negotiable order, he didn't dare to refute anything, after all, it was his own brain that was in the water to provoke this great god, no wonder others, in order to survive, Xi Yanyan's words, no matter what it was, he had to do it!

"Okay, old man do, do everything!" Lao Buxiu cried with an old face, as if he had made a lot of determination, his promise to others has always been mostly foolish, never really done, it was the same here in Xi Yanyan, and it was no exception, but that was because Xi Yanyan didn't like to worry about him, but now it's different, Xi Yanyan wants to settle accounts with him, Lao Buxiu doesn't dare to only promise verbally, but he doesn't do anything, because the drunken emperor's uncle, he really can't afford to offend!

"Well, remember what you promised the deity today, when you need it, the deity will send someone to find you, don't try to escape, if the deity wants to, it won't give you any chance, understand?"

"The old man understands!" Lao Buxiu stiffened his head and nodded heavily, at that moment, he seemed to be old for endless years, and he was really tired of getting into trouble with a big man!

Hearing this, Xi Yanyan didn't say anything to Lao Buxiu again, but swept the magic pupil to the side Wenren who was silent, originally came to watch the play well, but as soon as he noticed that this cold gaze turned to him, he trembled when he heard that people were silent, and he felt that his whole person was not good, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he guessed that his share was indispensable, otherwise Xi Yanyan would not have knocked him down from the tree. The meaning of making people silent and participating in the kick couldn't be more obvious, he was lazy and wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare...... Xi Yanyan's strength is crushed, and he is a weak chicken, but he can't beat it, what can he do?

"Looks. A note written by the deity this morning. It hasn't been delivered to you yet. With a natural deterrent, the West Flame Demon Pupil swept towards Wen Ren and said indifferently. It seems to be saying to people who hear it, and it seems to be talking to themselves.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard that people were silent, and passed on the words to himself this morning. The others are in the territory of the Female Venerable Country, and they should have been sent a long time ago. Xi Yanyan's subordinates are all elites, there is no bad one, and most of those people were cultivated by Xi Yanyan. And all aspects of the audit passed, naturally enough heartfelt, but for now. The note was not delivered, and the man did not seem to have returned. What does this mean? It must have been intercepted halfway, and the opponent's martial arts are definitely not low!

Hearing that people were silent and could analyze this, Xi Yanyan had naturally already thought about it, and even which side the person who started it belonged to, they already had a vague goal in their hearts. The hidden guards under Xi Yanyan are all elite, but this does not mean that others don't have them, maybe they just don't have as many as him, as for the person who Xi Yanyan ordered to deliver the note in the morning, there is only one, if the other party is a few people of equal strength, if they want to stop the person sent by Xi Yanyan, or even catch it, it will not be too much of a problem, in this way, the matter will make sense.

"What is written on the note? very important content?" Hearing this, he asked Xiang Xiyan with a slightly strange expression, although he asked so, he already had the answer in his heart.

"You know, and you still ask?" Xi Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, his voice was bewitching and lazy and did not answer the rhetorical question, a little contemptuous, he was speechless and choked, he was really right, how could he make such a low-level and stupid mistake at the level of Xi Yan Yan's belly? If it was really something important, would it be passed on to him in the form of paper? There is no rigor in the work, most of this man has noticed something, and he must have expected that he will be intercepted, and he dares to guarantee that he is silent, what is written on the note is absolutely irrelevant, and it can even anger people.

"I don't want to meddle in superfluous matters, what do you want this divine doctor to do?" Wen Ren asked with a slightly indifferent expression, claiming that he had also become a "divine doctor", that is to say, he is not only silent, but also the apprentice of the old cultivator, but also the number one divine doctor in the world, and in this capacity, he will have the next conversation with Xi Yanyan.

"The deity needs you to refine an antidote to cure the empress's illness. Xi Yan Yan half-squinted his magic pupils and said in a cold voice.

"The empress, I don't know, the emperor drunken emperor also has a time to meddle in things?" Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows with a silent smile and raised his eyebrows, the emperor of the white wings, he really couldn't think of what great use that Dou Xilian could have for Xi Yanyan, since this was the case, why save her? Perhaps, an existence like Xi Yanyan has his own plans for doing things, but the pit he dug is just difficult to guess for a while.

"To save, or not to save?" Xi Yanyan didn't answer the silent question, there was no need for that at all, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him, Xi Yanyan really didn't care about idle things, even if Dou Xilian died, what did it have to do with him? But the problem of his family's dyed child didn't match the idle words, of course Xi Yanyan had to be responsible for intervening to solve it! Although Feng Mo Ran didn't rush to ask him what to do, but Xi Yanyan was just happy, who is to blame?

"Rescue, no matter how strong the poison is, it will only be resolved in an instant in the hands of this divine doctor, it is all a trivial matter, this divine doctor will go to the palace of the female emperor tonight, and the poison on the woman's body can be easily unraveled, the emperor is drunk, shouldn't you, who do you like?" Wen Ren hooked the corners of his lips silently, and teased, this "who", at least in this sentence, refers to Dou Xilian, although he also knows that it is most likely impossible, but he still can't help but want to use the West Flame for pastime.

It's just that as soon as the words came out, Xi Yanyan smiled very mysteriously, although he was still wearing a mask, but the smile that appeared in the half-squinted magic pupils could still be seen when he heard people silent, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and how to look at it, how to make people feel a little creepy!

"You know too much. As soon as these words came out, the face that was silent turned a little faintly green, what does Xi Yan mean? Don't you understand enough? But Wen Ren is silent, but he doesn't think that Xi Yan Yan has a fancy to the "who". It will be Dou Xilian, most of them are someone else, as for his current tacit behavior, he just wants to find a reason to kill people, he knows too much, what is the fate of that? The warning that Xi Yanyan actually wants to express is to let people not talk nonsense. It's best not to upset him for a while. Otherwise, Xi Yanyan didn't mind making a kind move and letting him be with Lao Buxiu. Go to other worlds and learn a lot.

Hearing that people were silent, they didn't talk about it anymore, and when they saw this, they didn't talk nonsense with him anymore, they directly shook the hem of their clothes, turned around and strode away. The pair of magic pupils that seemed to despise the world no longer looked at anyone. There is a powerful coercion that is like a fairy and a demon all around his body, if it weren't for the few people present, all of them had deep enough internal strength, I'm afraid. As for Lao Buxiu, he doesn't know martial arts, if he hadn't been hiding beside the silent protective barrier. It is estimated that at this moment, it is time for the dog to eat and lie on the ground.

After the Flame of the West leaves. Lechuan didn't immediately follow, he had a very strong intuition, the speed of the return journey of the Lord would be more than a star and a half faster than when he came! Facts have proved that Lechuan's premonition was absolutely accurate, and the speed at which the West Flame flew back, Lechuan would have to be thrown off even if he hung on him! Lechuan felt that he was too wise, and the Venerable Lord did not let himself follow, that is, he would not be needed for the time being, so it was okay for Lechuan to move slowly.

As for the other side, at the moment, Feng Mo Dye is in a blacksmith shop, this hunting conference, most of the time will not be too calm, no, or rather, trouble is absolutely indispensable, and the first to stumble, it is very likely to be Feng Renzong, after all, himself, this is also uninvited, it is natural not to be welcomed, even if Feng Mo Dye is skilled, weapons are also indispensable, bare hands are limited to hand-to-hand combat, if someone wants to use a long attack against her, there is no weapon, then how can it be done?

For the horror killer who can be used as a weapon for anything like wind and ink dyeing, she doesn't need too many tools, she has never liked long devices such as swords, and it is not suitable, three daggers, blocking all attacks, it is enough, when wind ink dye first came to this world, there were a few days when she was honest, she took advantage of those times, and personally created two daggers with good materials, weapons and weapons, it does not mean that the material is good, and it must be comfortable to use, so the cold weapons used by wind and ink dyeing are mostly made by themselves, even if the guns and ammunition are not smooth for her to use, she will also carry out some modifications。

It's just that now, Feng Mo Dye doesn't have time to polish a dagger by himself, and as for the one that is still missing, she has to go to the blacksmith shop to find the finished product, and it's a big deal that she can change it again.

Feng Mo Ran half-squinted his demon eyes, looking at all the weapons that had been put out in the blacksmith shop, the dagger was relatively ordinary, and it gave her the same feeling, nothing special, but there was something that attracted her attention, it was a nine-section whip made of dark iron!

"Master, this whip, but it's for sale?" Feng Mo Ran pointed to the nine-section whip lying quietly in the corner, and asked, the owner of the blacksmith shop was an old man in his fifties, he looked in the direction of Feng Mo Ran's finger, and when he saw the whip, he was obviously stunned, as if he didn't expect Feng Mo Dye to look at it.

The blacksmith master looked at Feng Mo Dye with a very strange expression, and his voice was heavy, as if he had experienced vicissitudes of life, and asked: "Little doll, although there are not many good weapons in this shop, why do you take a fancy to that whip?"

Hearing this, Feng Mo Ran couldn't help frowning slightly, listening to the old master's question, as well as his performance, Feng Mo Ran already vaguely knew something, although she had long known that there were many differences between this world and the earth she lived on before, if she was right......

"Master takes a fancy to that whip, naturally because it is a good thing, if it is tattered, Ye will not take a second look, master, that nine-section whip was created by you?" Feng Mo Ran squinted his demon eyes, and asked with an unclear meaning, the ingredients of this word, most of the temptations, if it is really as she thinks, the reaction of this old blacksmith, she can probably guess * not far from ten.

This whip is indeed a whim, and it took a lot of effort to create it on a whim, and it was originally intended to be a whole and make ten sections, but it was old and confused, and it was useless, and the number was wrong, and when the smelting was completed, he found that there was one section missing!

Listening to his narration, Feng Mo Ran couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, although he confirmed what he thought in his heart, but he felt somewhat speechless that the nine-section whip in this world was actually created in such an old man's confusion, but it also let Feng Mo Ran know, at least so far, no one knows the weapon of the nine-section whip, don't look at this is just a small woman, but it is the epitome of the entire Yaoming Continent, the smaller the place, the easier it is to produce treasures, prosperous places, pay more attention to transactions and money, there are few things like the old blacksmith who have nothing to invent and build, and look at the world, there are several people's novel ideas, can they bump together, even if they coincide, how many people are also blacksmiths?

100% I can't guarantee it, but Feng Mo Dye thinks that this old blacksmith is probably the first person in this world to create a nine-section whip! As for the others, they will not even know this kind of weapon! So is he the one who named the nine-section whip in this world? Wind ink dye felt that it was really incredible, and he had such a great day......?

"Is this thing for sale?" Feng Mo Dye didn't ask the price first at first, but he was afraid that the old blacksmith would be reluctant to sell the nine-section whip, but the thing was good, at least in this world, it was already quite good, so Feng Mo Dye felt that if it could, it was better to buy things as much as possible, but I don't know if the old blacksmith was willing to sell it.

"The old man doesn't know how to work hard, what's the use of keeping this weapon? The old man wants to let himself create something with his own hands, which can maximize its value and play his own role, originally this whip is what the old man tried to do, it is not a good finished product, and it is rare to meet a little friend who knows the goods, so the old man should give a personal favor to the little friend?" (to be continued)