In the courtyard of the Ping'an Inn, which had been turned into a forbidden place, the strange tree with eight treasure chests had a strange change, emitting a strange fragrance. [Full text reading. 】

Everyone who smells that fragrance can sense that the "fruit" on the tree is ripe.

There are six humans around in front of the strange tree, and the charming stunner is naturally the proprietress of nature. The elegant middle-aged scribe was Mr. Zhuang, the chief shopkeeper of the Ping An Inn. In addition, there are shopkeepers and ponies, tailor holly, chef Mo'er, and the breeze of the teahouse. These six people are the original team of Ping An Inn, and they are also the core strength of this inn.

"Let's pick for ourselves, pick one for each person, and each depends on luck."

The proprietress has always been generous to her own people, she didn't take the lead first, and let the people under her choose first.

Everyone present knew the temper of the proprietress, and no one was polite, and each stepped forward to pick up a treasure chest.

Everyone who opened the treasure chest saw a burst of golden light and got something from the chest.

"Hahahaha, high-level mutant secret weapon, not bad!"

Pony was the first to laugh, and he got more than one thing, three glittering throwing knives.

And this kind of battle suit happens to be what ponies are best at using.

Before he joined the Ping An Inn, there was a saying on the ice field: Pony flying knives, no one is missing.

This seemingly ordinary shopkeeper has been silent for so long that many people have forgotten that a year ago, Pony had relied on a throwing knife to scare off the Snow Dragon and Snow Tiger brothers.

"I'm kind of interesting about this, too."

Holly, who usually doesn't smile, rarely blooms with a smile on her delicate face.

She held a long silk thread in her hand, and an embroidery needle was worn at the end of the thread. At any time she manipulated, the embroidery needle flew like a marionette, with terrifying lethality.

Seeing that scene, people can't help but think of the undefeated East in a certain martial arts movie.

"Great, I'm missing two kitchen knives."

Mo'er, who had a baby face, cheered like a girl.

This young and petite girl opened two bright kitchen knives from the treasure chest.

She couldn't put it down, and showed off a few knife flowers.

Judging from Mo'er's level of joy, those two kitchen knives were at least mutant-level goods.

"Boss, your Eight Treasures Wonderful Tree is much more powerful than the full moon treasure of cows and pigeons." Mr. Zhuang sincerely admired: "These eight treasures wonderful trees are worthy of a 'wonderful' word, and the things they have opened are really wonderful and complement each other with their own special features." ”

This remark caused everyone to nod again and again, and they praised the Eight Treasures Miaoshu for its awesome style.

If it's just the pony who fires the knife alone, it might be luck. The probability that three people in a row have opened what they want from the treasure chest is difficult to explain by luck, only that the tree is infinitely useful.

While speaking, Mr. Zhuang also took off a treasure chest and opened a goose feather fan.

With his scribe's dress, he has the aura of a lupine scarf, similar to Zhuge Liang in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Mr. Zhuang twisted his beard and smiled, judging from his sullen smile, the goose feather fan was not of low grade.

The fifth breeze that opened the treasure chest revealed something strange, and it was a gray dove.

"Is this a pet?" Holly said curiously.

"Haha, this is retribution!" The pony next to him gloated: "This thing has been releasing other people's pigeons all day long, and now it is driving a pigeon by itself, and sure enough, people are watching the sky, and they will have to return it sooner or later." ”

"It makes sense, Qingfeng, see if you dare to release pigeons in the future." Mo'er followed with a slash.

"What is retribution, you don't know the goods!" Qingfeng coaxed: "I am a mutant pet, named Wanli carrier pigeon, which can fly pigeons within a range of 10,000 kilometers and pass on books." This thing is the iphone in the evolution world, don't come to me to help deliver letters in the future! ”

"Is it that powerful?" Mo'er was stunned.

"It must be, as long as the person who has been seen by me, a carrier pigeon, remembers the breath of the other party, he can fly over to deliver the message. Let's say, if you go thousands of miles, I can get my pigeons to fly over and send you a message. "The breeze said triumphantly.

"Damn, what kind of iPhone are you, at most a postman, be careful that your pigeon flies in the sky and is shot down by an arrow and roasted into a pigeon." Pony old love and breeze are in opposite tunes.

"It's been a long time, your pigeon is a courier brother." Mo'er had a cute expression that suddenly dawned on her.

"It's a courier pigeon!" The pony was supplemented.

While several people were arguing, the proprietress opened a treasure chest.

What she opened was even more strange, it turned out to be a cloud.

The pocket-sized clouds, slightly larger than a double bed, looked like white clouds in the sky.

"What is this?"

Everyone looked at the proprietress curiously.

The proprietress smiled without saying a word, and without seeing her give instructions, the pocket cloud descended and obediently crawled at her feet like a pug. The proprietress twisted the waist of the water snake and stepped on the cloud in a sultry manner.

Then, she flew.

Everyone was fascinated, and the proprietress at this moment was like the fairy who came to the clouds in mythological stories.

They didn't have to guess to see that the cloud was a kind of flying mount.

The proprietress standing in the clouds was more serious at first, but after getting used to it, she returned to her languid normality, and she lay on her side on the clouds like a lazy cat. When her big white legs under the cheongsam were exposed, she looked like a stunning stunner in a sexy nightdress lying on the snow-white soft bed, which made people have an evil impulse to jump up and travel with her for a long time.

It can be seen that the proprietress is in a good mood, and the smile on the corner of her mouth is getting stronger and stronger.

No one asked what grade the cloud was, but they understood an easy-to-understand truth: what could interest the proprietress was certainly not simple.

"Boss, how many people can your auspicious cloud mount carry? Begg, take me to pretend to fly! The pony on the ground swallowed violently, and the urine was already hungry and thirsty.

"You reminded me, Holly, Mo'er, you come up and try it." The proprietress smiled and let the two girls get on the auspicious cloud, the speed did not slow down, and the cloud carried three people as fast as it flew up.

The three males on the ground stared dryly, and finally failed to climb the cloud.

After a long time, the proprietress was too addicted and ordered: "Pony, you go and invite Fengyun Sword to come here." ”

Everyone knew that the proprietress was going to do business, so they dispersed, and only Mr. Zhuang stayed. As far as he knew, the remaining two treasure chests, one belonged to the Fengyun Sword, which was an agreement that the proprietress had with the Fengyun Sword a few months ago. As for the last treasure chest, it will be given to Zhao Ritian if nothing else.

"Is that little guy back?" The proprietress said nonchalantly.

"Half a month has passed since he was as short as ten days and as long as a month, and it is estimated that he is in trouble." Mr. Zhuang said.

At this time, the pony went and returned, and came in to report: "Boss, Zhao Hao is back, it seems that he is injured." ”