Chen Yifan's words immediately stunned the sect master.

Repair...... Fix an ice rink?

How can it be?

"Zhuang Master, look at it, this is the 10,000-year-old ice core, the ...... you cultivated" The sect master tried to emphasize to Chen Yifan that this was a precious 10,000-year-old ice core in his hand, and it was definitely not the same thing as what he used to repair the skating rink.

Chen Yifan waved his hand, got up directly, and led the sect masters who came to give gifts to the underground Ice Palace in the back garden.

After a hollow rockery tunnel, a crystal clear "crystal palace" is presented in front of everyone.

Even just standing here, some bearded heads can't help but have a layer of frost on their beards.

"......" is really true, the underground palace repaired by the ice core for 10,000 years, it seems that the area is not small.

At the scene in front of him, he saw that the heads of the major sects and the sect masters had messy faces, and he began to deeply doubt his life in his heart.

Isn't this lord a creature from the same world as them?

Definitely not!

"Hehe, Sect Master Shen, are you making a joke?" After a moment, after relieving himself, another head of the sect smiled at the Shen sect master who sent the 10,000-year-old ice core.

People have a whole underground palace built by a 10,000-year-old ice core, and it's rare to see your slap a large 10,000-year-old ice core?

"Owner, the gift I gave, you must clap your hands when you see it!" Immediately, the middle-aged head smiled at Chen Yifan with a flattering smile, and with the look of squeezing his eyebrows, how did Chen Yifan feel a little obscene?

"What's that?" Chen Yifan asked subconsciously.

"You'll know when you see it!" He Qiu'an, the head of the six arts, beckoned to Chen Yifan with a smile.

At his strong request, everyone had to return to the front yard lobby.

He Qiu'an clapped his hands, and the disciples who came with him carried up a large wooden box wrapped in the shape of a gift box.

Looking at this extremely vulgar gift package, Chen Yifan fell into contemplation.

These old antiques are now in line with the new century, and the aesthetics seem to be a bit problematic!

"Owner, will you open it and take a look? You're satisfied! He Qiu'an invited Chen Yifan with an earnest face.

Chen Yifan frowned, turned his head to look at him again, and finally walked up to him under his eager gaze.

Then, just as soon as I gently pulled the ribbon that wrapped the gift, the whole wooden box ...... "bang" and popped open.

"......" Chen Yifan quickly took a step back, looking at the wooden box that was scattered into several large pieces of wood, and the ...... standing up in the wooden box Ahem, some indescribable Catgirl, raised her hand to cover her chest.

Damn, it's the feeling of myocardial infarction!

These old things, can you stop messing with yourself like this?

What kind of gift-giving method is this?

Is this burst wooden box borrowed from some mischievous toy?

And this cat girl......

Chen Yifan only felt a boiling blood, which rushed straight to his head.

What he cultivates is not a pure heart and few desires!

Although there is nothing emotion or emotion, this body is too tempting for any male creature, right?

"The owner of the house...... I'm feeling a little unwell, so you'd better go back first! Chen Yifan sat back on the chair with his chest covered and waved his hand with a dejected face.

Damn, it's so exciting!

He didn't dare to let these old things sacrifice their treasures anymore, for fear that he would be speechless to death.

The moment the wooden box burst open just now, if he hadn't felt the slightest danger, I'm afraid that there would be no living person in this hall now except him.

Obviously, He Qiu'an didn't realize that he was joking with his life, but stared at Chen Yifan with an inexplicable smile, and the expression on his face seemed to say again-I understand! I know!

"That'...... Let's step back first, when will the owner be free to come to our Liuyimen as a guest! ”

"We don't have much in the Six Arts Gate, but there are a lot of "local specialties"! ”

He Qiu'an invited Chen Yifan with a smile on his face.

"Wait! Give me your gift with you! Chen Yifan stopped He Qiu'an, who was about to say goodbye with a lewd smile on his face, and gritted his teeth.

"Owner?"

"You don't like the gift?" He Qiu'an was stunned for a moment and asked puzzled.

Looks like I like it very much!

The corners of Chen Yifan's eyes jumped, and he couldn't wait to slap this girl to death.

"Look, is the owner of this village like this?"

"Bring your gifts and give me a sneak roll!" Chen Yifan got up and waved his hand angrily.

Seeing that Chen Yifan was angry, the powerful momentum frightened everyone and trembled, but they didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly slipped away.

"Whew!" Chen Yifan exhaled a long breath, sat back on the chair, covered his forehead and had a headache.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have shown himself in front of these guys.

It's still too high-profile!

If they were all enemies, it would be easy to do, and they would be wiped out with one slap.

It's just a group of licking dogs with no lower limit, and they are all the sect masters of the major sects in China.

This can't be wiped out with a slap, people haven't made any mistakes, don't say it, after it's destroyed, Huaxia will be in chaos.

Headache, too much of a headache!

Chen Yifan shook his head and sighed and returned to his small courtyard, ready to enter the room to rest.

Originally, the game was over, and the time was not early, and after such a toss, it was already night.

Standing at the door of the room, Chen Yifan frowned and hesitated without pushing the door.

I always feel that something is wrong with the atmosphere, what's going on?

Something is wrong, something is so wrong!

It's as if the night breeze is telling you that something is wrong!

Could it be that those two little ghosts?

Chen Yifan recalled that before he went to receive these headache licking dogs, he cried his two babies by the way.

No way?

Chen Yifan released his divine sense and investigated.

In an instant, the body standing in front of the door was a little stiff, and two words were playing in a loop in his mind...... it!

Chen Yifan raised his hand and touched his nose, very good, his skills can still stand the test, there is no nosebleed.

"Squeak ......" As the door opened, countless cold fluorescent light spots flew away, and a hazy and graceful figure was hidden in the darkness, and the silhouette was faintly visible under the fluorescent reflection.

The small dragon horns and delicate face are like beautiful art illustrations.

"Mandarin Mandarin, you ...... What are you doing? Chen Yifan asked with a sneer, holding his restless mood.

"For TV dramas, the scene is a very important part of the atmosphere, I think...... Life too. Ao Ling's ethereal voice sounded, beckoning to Chen Yifan.

"......" Chen Yifan was speechless, what else could he say at this time?

Of course, I closed the door and walked over.

Ao Ling Kite sat lazily on the bed, raised his hand around Chen Yifan's neck, and gave a hug.

However, the next moment, Chen Yifan found that the atmosphere around him had become a little "trembling" again!

"What is this?"

"You smell of her perfume! It's not as expensive as I am! ”

Syllable! The lights turned on, and Ao Ling's two slender jade fingers twisted a cat hair, and he glared at Chen Yifan angrily.