Chapter 89: The Pride of Heaven 32
He thought about it, and that day Uncle Ying Long rushed in like the wind and wagged his tail twice at Tianmiao. That's Uncle Yinglong!
and Uncle Ying Long usually picks the door very much, and he actually "spends a lot of money" for this day.
Thinking of this, the cold sweat on the forehead of the head of the head broke out more and faster.
He should go and wake up and say, what to do daydreaming.
The boss wiped the cold sweat, and then thought about the benefits.
No matter how powerful the sword spirit is, at present, there is no malice towards Ye Chenfeng and the Canglang Sect, and he should be really familiar with Ying Long. Even for Ying Long's sake, he wouldn't do anything unfavorable to the Canglang Sect.
On the contrary, it will also look at Ying Long's face or the face of his own rabbit cub, once the Canglang Sect is in trouble, this powerful sword spirit will also help.
Thinking of this, the head of the house stopped breaking out in a cold sweat and began to feel beautiful.
At this time, the head of the family still firmly believed that Tianmiao was a sword spirit, and it might be the sword spirit that had been with Da Neng before.
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Ye Chenfeng had already reached the peak of ten thousand changes at this time, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he watched Ying Long carefully choose jewelry and clothes for Tianmiao.
As soon as he saw Ye Chenfeng coming, Ying Long greeted him: "Ah, ice cube boy, come over and help Tiantian choose together." What do you think of this hairpin? It's a very temperamental temperament. What about this vestment? Ah, who refined this, it's very good, elegant and beautiful, too beautiful to match the sky. ”
"It's me, it's me." A monk excitedly stepped forward to reply.
"Oh, yes, keep up the good work, and make a better style next time. Here's what you're given. Ying Long took out a handful of refining materials and gave it to the monk with an excited face.
The monk endured and endured it, so he did not look up to the sky and roar that he had become rich. The value of what Ying Long gave was more than a hundred times that of the magic robe he refined! Even if he doesn't need it, he can sell it and exchange it for the refining materials he needs, which is enough for him to use for ten or eight years.
Ye Chenfeng silently walked to Tianmiao's side, watched Tianmiao play with a delicate hairpin in his hand, but paused just when he was about to speak. Because a herald paper crane flew in front of him.
That's the herald of the head of the paper crane.
Ye Chenfeng took the paper crane, and the voice of the head came to his mind. Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly, but still said to Tianmiao: "Tianmiao, the head wants us to do a task." ”
"Yes." Tianmiao put away the hairpin in her hand and stood up with a smile, "When will you leave?" ”
"Now." Ye Chen's wind channel. He didn't say anything about it at that time, it seems that he returned to the main hall and suddenly received a message, so he was in a hurry to send him a message.
"Ah, where are you going?" Ying Long pushed the big bunch of things in his hand forward, and said to those people hurriedly, "Come back and pick it up when you're busy every day, don't slack off." Work hard, don't put your mind to this trick. After I finish cultivating, I will refine what I need. Otherwise, I'll break your dog's legs. You can't put the cart before the horse, and the Canglang Sect can't be destroyed in your hands. ”
Ye Chenfeng glanced at Ying Long in some surprise, he didn't expect Ying Long to say such a thing.
"Then let's go." Tianmiao looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was a little surprised, and said with a smile, "Ying Long is sometimes a little unreliable, but he is still very clear about major matters, and he will not forget his own mission, or to be precise, he will not forget the promise, the promise to your Canglang Sect founding ancestor." ”
Ye Chenfeng's heart shook slightly, looking at Ying Long, who was still reprimanding the disciples of Wanchang Peak, he felt as if he had recognized this Uncle Ying Long for the first time, who usually only knew how to eat, drink and bask in the sun.