Blacksmith Li's original plan was to throw Liu Changsheng into the flowery world of Dongping City, so that he was intoxicated here and unwilling to leave, Li Blacksmith learned to strike iron in Dongping City, and Liu Changsheng, a turtle, had only been to another town at the farthest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before going out, Blacksmith Li had already planned to introduce Liu Changsheng to one of his senior brothers in Dongping City as an apprentice, and the reason was also good, the future of Dongping City was much stronger than that of the small Huilong Town.

Blacksmith Li was also young, and he knew that feelings were sometimes unreliable, as long as Liu Changsheng could stay in the bustling Dongping City, and he would be charming, maybe he would gradually forget Xiu'er, at that time, Xiu'er might have become a child!

What Blacksmith Li didn't expect was that the ghost made the god send, Liu Changsheng actually had a spiritual root, this time, without Blacksmith Li's trouble, Liu Changsheng was "locked" in the prefect's yamen by the immortal envoy of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and protected it, and he couldn't leave if he wanted to.

It wasn't until today, more than a month later, that Blacksmith Li saw Liu Changsheng again.

I don't know if Liu Changsheng is full of desire to become an immortal, or if there are other reasons, during the brief meeting, Blacksmith Li only saw a little bit of reluctance and attachment in Liu Changsheng's eyes, but he didn't see any dissatisfaction, this kid seemed to enjoy being a heavenly master.

Of course, Liu Changsheng took advantage of Liu Weng's lack of attention and quietly stuffed the eight taels of silver in his sleeve, which made him even more comfortable, this kid didn't seem to be an ungrateful person.

The city gate was bustling and noisy, and all kinds of excited shouts and discussions rang out in one.

However, although the posture of the immortals driving the clouds and fog makes people excited and imaginative, it can't make people full, let alone let the bunch of flat-headed people at the gate of the city have no worries about food and clothing, and life has to go on, and the immortals who flew away are left in the memory as a touch of beauty and thoughts, and they can also be taken out in front of the children and grandchildren as a talking point to show off - the uncle has seen the immortals fly away on the willow leaves back then!

The first to leave the city gate was not the lord Liang Ji, but those small people who watched the excitement, life was hard, and there had to be a degree to see the excitement, and the gods could only pay respects, not fill their stomachs!

When the Fuzun reluctantly returned to the palace surrounded by a group of officials, the relatives of Liu Weng, Li Blacksmith and other fairy children also dispersed, and the city gate gradually returned to peace.

And on the galloping carriages, the twenty-four teenagers are all hot in their hearts, and in front of the carriage, there seems to be a red sun hanging high, this different kind of light, it makes people excited to think about it!

The carriage is very different from ordinary carriages, and the space is spacious, and the two teenagers in each carriage can sit opposite each other, and you can also open the curtains on both sides to look out the window.

"Liu Changsheng, I am the Wind Spirit Root, what kind of Spirit Root are you?"

In the seventh carriage, a handsome-looking brocade-robed young man rolled his eyes a few times, and looked at Liu Changsheng on the opposite side as if he was preoccupied.

Liu Changsheng glanced up at the brocade-robed young man, and said lazily, "Guess! ”

"I guess you're a big-headed ghost, this is already the ninth you said, what else would you say besides these two words?"

The white skin of the brocade-robed young man instantly swelled red, and he screamed with his eyebrows raised, and even his hands and feet trembled a little.

Facing the fury of the brocade-robed young man Chu Manxue, Liu Changsheng had a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, rolled his eyes, and turned his gaze elsewhere, as if he had no intention of bothering with Chu Manxue, and then lazily closed his eyes, as if he wanted to fake sleep.

Seeing this scene, Chu Manxue's thumping nervousness gradually calmed down, and the swelling red on his face also faded a little, hesitated for a moment, took his eyes off Liu Changsheng's body, looked at a corner of the carriage, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with the bumps of the carriage, he quietly remembered what was on his mind.

Along the way, he was trying to communicate with the redneck guy on the other side, but the other party ignored him, except for the word "guess", there was no other language at all, and even the name Liu Changsheng was learned when he was in the prefect's yamen before.

This turtle, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a simple face, black skin, large and small scars on the face and hands are tangibly and invisibly combined into a strange pattern, and the tendon flesh of the cow rises and falls under the coarse cloth green clothes with the movements of the body, and it looks like a country boy who is diligent in hard work on weekdays.

However, if you look closely, this seemingly honest country boy, a pair of pupils are black and scary, and occasionally a wolf-like fierce gaze will be revealed.

Although this turtle spends most of his time in boredom with his arms folded, sitting opposite him and observing carefully, he still feels that this stupid guy who looks like a stupid cow is a vicious wolf who will jump up and bite at any time in his bones.

Dressed up a little dirty, but obviously has a brute force, and the words are a little less, but with full wildness.

In the prefect's yamen these days, Chu Manxue did not pay too much attention to this turtle, now sitting in the same carriage, carefully observed, but found that this guy is not a good type, although he has also learned boxing and kicking for a few years, but instinctively perceives that if he fights with this turtle, he may not be able to beat the other party down.

The more this is the case, the more resolute Chu Manxue's mind to win over Liu Changsheng becomes, racking her brains to use words to influence the other party, and impress the other party with true feelings, if you can ambush this seemingly gentle but vicious beast and become your own follower, wouldn't it be a beautiful thing, and when you enter Daimei Mountain to cultivate next, wouldn't you have an extra powerful arm?

This kind of thing, he is familiar with it, let the opponent become a friend Jier into a little brother, it has always been his forte, persuade the opponent with words, find the weakness of the other party, use truth and temptation to move to win over, let the other party die to make friends with himself, this method is far more elegant and high-grade than using his fists to subdue the other party, this is the means and style of the eldest young master of the Chu family.

It's a pity that after several teasings, I found that this turtle was actually a scoundrel who was not soaked in oil and salt, and his "sincerity" hit the south wall, like tofu, and confided a lot of heartfelt songs to the other party for no reason.

has received a good education from her family since she was a child, and Chu Manxue rarely gets angry at others on weekdays, let alone puts herself in danger, why use her fists to solve things that can be solved with words?

Fortunately, in the face of his gaffe and rage, this wolf-like turtle did not pounce and bite himself.

I took a deep breath and secretly warned myself that I shouldn't be so reckless!

The Chu family has tens of thousands of family wealth, and they are rich in Dongping Mansion, but they do not have the power of the Liang family, and now even Liang Bin, who is uneducated and unskilled, knows that he is winning people's hearts, why can't he find a few little brothers who are like dead iron?

Liang Bin, a stupid man, thought that he was still the little yamen of the prefect's yamen, and he was arrogant, and he couldn't wait for these twenty-three future immortals to be all accepted as his followers, and when he saw that everyone wanted to win over, he didn't want to think about it, the carriage had left Dongping Mansion, everyone was now a type of person, and they all had an unlimited future, who would take silver money and the power of the mortal world too seriously like a vulgar mortal? Even if there are a few people who are afraid of or like the power of the Liang family, they temporarily attach themselves to Liang Bin's side, and when their wings are stiffened, they will not fly high.

Although he studied literature in the largest academy in Dongping City and was a disciple of the same gentleman, he never put Liang Bin, a senior brother, in his eyes, just a gentleman!

He never thought that Liang Bin's method of winning people's hearts was a good way, and choosing a follower was not too expensive, and only one or two capable ones were needed.

Winning people's hearts is not just by relying on the gold and silver things that brighten the eyes of the blind, if it comes to silver money, the silver money in his hand is not much more than Liang Bin, not to mention, his own wind spirit root is a rare and powerful spirit root, far from Liang Bin's cheesy gold spirit root can be compared, he still remembers the light in the eyes of the four immortal envoys when they found out their spiritual root attributes, one immortal makes the eyes shine is not unusual, and the eyes of the four immortal envoys shine at the same time, it is definitely not simple, not to mention, two of the immortal envoys seem to have envy and jealousy in their eyes.

However, as a child of the Shangjia family, he has always lacked a sense of security, if he does not have a family to follow him, he always feels that his life is not steady, and he is already a bird flying alone at the moment, and in the next life, the family will definitely not be able to help, and he needs to fight alone to make a living, thinking of this, a trace of anxiety surfaced in his heart again.

With a light sigh, his eyes looked at Liu Changsheng again.

He has enough patience and doesn't think that he is a person who is willing to admit defeat, and the reason why he failed to impress Liu Changsheng may be because there was something wrong with his previous strategy.

"Hey, Liu Changsheng, I, Chu Manxue, am indeed close to you, I want to make friends with you, in Pingyang City, you and I are both envied fairies, but when we arrive at Daimei Mountain, we are afraid that we are the lowest disciples in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, maybe we will be driven by people as miscellaneous servants, and we can only endure bullying and trouble, don't you want to have a friend who helps each other?"

After thinking for a moment, Chu Manxue adjusted her emotions, tried her best to put on a sincere appearance, and said from the bottom of her heart.

Liu Changsheng leaned on the corner of the carriage with his hands folded, as if he was really asleep, and turned a deaf ear to Chu Manxue's words, without even blinking his eyelids.

Naturally, he didn't really fall asleep, but he was quietly thinking about his own thoughts, this was the first time he went far away, but he might never come back, because of this, there were some things he had to think clearly.

He knew the real purpose of Blacksmith Li instigating him to go to Dongping City, but he didn't want to break it, and he couldn't tell Blacksmith Li that in fact, it was Li Xiuer who took the initiative in the hot fight with Li Xiuer.

As an orphan, he is more sensitive and mature than other children of his age, and can also see through some of the world's hearts.

Blacksmith Li can take himself in, give himself a full meal, a sheltered house, he has regarded Blacksmith Li as a relative, even if he is only ten years old, he can't pick up the blacksmith's sledgehammer, but he desperately has to swing the small hammer specially prepared for him several times a day, in the Li family for more than four years, although Li Blacksmith's son Li Tieniu is three years older than himself, the strength is a few points greater, but the forged farm tools are far less than his own.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter!