Finding a sparsely populated place, He Yan took out the empty scroll they had bought before and said, "Are you coming or am I coming?" ”

Ye Shi didn't answer, but reached out and took the scroll.

"It's okay, what I made isn't worth a lot of money." He Yan said: "Control your spiritual power carefully. ”

Ye Shi nodded, put the scroll against his forehead, and closed his eyes.

The hair hanging in front of him was windless, and the breath on Ye Shi's body became thick in an instant, and an invisible force burst out of his body!

He Yan stared at Ye Shi tightly, and was about to take a step back, but the pressure like the wind in front of him suddenly disappeared, and all the hidden scrolls that condensed into dots!

It's incredibly fast.

Until Ye Shi opened his eyes, He Yan still couldn't react.

Ye Shi handed over the made scroll, paused, and said, "Okay." ”

He Yan took the scroll in a daze, looked at the smooth and clear runes on it, and smiled in a trance for a long time: "Hours...... It's getting more and more powerful. ”

Ye Shi's eyelashes twitched, and he reached out and touched her head.

He Yan was originally prepared to fail, but he didn't expect Ye Shi to be so skilled in making a spiritual skill scroll.

When the two returned to the city, it was not yet dark, so they immediately found a shop and sold the scroll.

What Ye Shi made was only a scroll of ordinary spiritual skills, but because it had reached the eighth rank of the same level, the price was not bad.

With two hundred spirit beads in hand, the two of them suddenly had a feeling of getting rich overnight, they had made so many preparations, but they didn't expect to succeed at one time.

He Yan changed hands and bought a few more scrolls, because there was not much movement when Ye Shi was making the scrolls, and the two of them didn't go outside the city this time, so they found a safe place nearby and planned to make a few more overnight.

The consumption of making scrolls is a bit large, and Ye Shi can't be mass-produced without scruples, and in the end only three copies were made, He Yan also tried, but unfortunately it didn't succeed.

"The little monster didn't come along?"

When Zhang Fengxuan hadn't seen Ye for a long time, he was really a little surprised, looking at the posture during the day, he almost thought that the other party was going to fight with Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu naturally found out, but he didn't express any opinions.

Finally got out of the half-sized island, which protégé didn't have a good time before going back, and what grievances and grievances had to go back.

Shuiyun City was suddenly full of little spirit masters wearing cloud-patterned shirts, and it was not lively to wear shuttle shuttles.

He Yan took the newly made spiritual skill scroll and sold another one, leaving one with Ye Shi alone, and when he came out, the sky was already faintly bright.

"Go back early and get some rest before you go." He Yan smiled after speaking: "But there is still some surplus in my hand, what do you want to eat when you are young?" ”

Ye Shi glanced at the purse on her waist and shook his head.

"Come with me to eat that hour."

He Yan was thinking about what famous food was in the city, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, and immediately raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

At the same time, Ye Shi also saw the figure, and in a blink of an eye, he had already followed.

I haven't seen him all night, Xiao Yu and his party are still full of energy, and they have endless vitality like a teenager of this age.

They had bought several psion scrolls yesterday, and the rest of the time was spent playing, and they came out early in the morning to buy a bunch of various kinds of food along the way.

"Brother Feng Xuan, wait, wait for me!"

Yan Ziming was holding a few boxes with some difficulty, almost blocking the sight in front of him.

"You can put things in the spirit bag." Zhong Ming said.

"But Brother Feng Xuan said that this is not delicious."

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Fengxuan also hugged a lot of things, and nodded when he heard the words: "Of course, it must be hot to eat." ”

Zhong Ming: "It's as if you can finish it." ”

Zhang Fengxuan was about to say something unconvinced, when he heard a "bang", the things in Yan Ziming's hands suddenly flew out, and the boxes and paper bags containing food were scattered all over the ground, making a mess.

Yan Ziming was stupid all of a sudden, standing in place for some reason, and the others were also stunned, not even noticing that Ye Shi walked nearby.

"What's going on?" Zhang Fengxuan exclaimed.

"I, I don't know." Yan Ziming said blankly.

Although his strength is not very high, he is not so bad that he can't hold these things.

Looking at all kinds of food that had rolled on the ground several times, Zhang Fengxuan was so distressed that he wanted to bend over, but he couldn't spare his hand: "Brother Ziming, I really want to beat you......"

Xiao Yu's gaze revolved along a piece of pastry that rolled out, and finally watched it stop in front of a pair of familiar black water cloud boots, his gaze moved up, and he first saw a very familiar wooden sword, which he had carved and worn for a long time, and then raised his eyes again, and sure enough, he met a cold and indifferent face.

Before realizing that Ye Shi had actually appeared again, what he was thinking in his head was: Why did she still carry this sword?

Ye Shina had already left him in the Yuanyuan Courtyard.

"I didn't mean to."

Yan Ziming said apologetically, and after seeing Ye Shi, he hid sideways behind Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Ziming's shoulder, and under the suspicious gaze of the other, the fan-bone sword on his waist had been withdrawn, and with a flipped hook, everyone heard a slight buzzing sound.

He moved too fast, and after everyone was surprised, they vaguely saw a faint light flashing in the air, and Zhong Ming had already shouted: "What person!" ”

And almost at the same time, Xiao Yu's newly made wide wooden sword shot out, drew along the taut transparent thin line, and flew towards the attic on the street!

"Hey, why is Shui Yun still using this broken wooden sword."

With a laugh, a brown figure showed half of its body from the opposite attic, and reached out to catch the wooden sword that flew over, but the wooden sword drew a circle in mid-air and flew back again.

"Stingy." The man said again.

The taut thin thread had been cut off from it, and it hung lightly on Zhong Ming's fan-bone sword, Zhang Fengxuan stretched out his fingers and pinched it to take a look, and suddenly turned around and said angrily: "You pay me for my pastries!" ”

"Why is Shui Yun's protégé still living so shabby?"

The person in the attic was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and he was very unimpressed by Zhang Fengxuan's anger.

"I don't know when Mo Beiyao's people switched to such a motherly weapon as a thin thread!" Zhang Feng preached: "What are you arrogant! ”

"Hey!"

The young man was stunned by his yelling: "It's just a joke." ”

"I don't care if you're kidding." Zhang Fengxuan hadn't swallowed the breath of the poisonous hand before the food was poisoned: "If you stain my pastry, you have to pay for it, I want it as it is!" ”

Obviously, the other party's joke was not very funny, and the teenagers all looked at him with unkind eyes.

Mobei is far away from them, and they may not meet each other all year round, what does it matter, but it is more likely to fight when they meet, not to mention that the other party suddenly appeared at the door of their water cloud!