"Night Boy, you can't see death without saving it!" Daoist Yang was so anxious that he pounced on him and hugged his thighs hard.

"Fuck off, disgusting." Ye Bu kicked him away: "Xue Ying, leave." ”

"Young man, Lord Night." Yang Tongyu wailed: "How can I say that I saved you just now, help me again, just once!" ”

Ye Buyu shook his head without hesitation: "The royal water is too deep, so I don't bother to mix it." ”

As he spoke, he pushed the door open and wanted to leave the inn.

"Night Boy!" Daoist Yang snorted: "I still have a lot of charms on me that you sold me, if you connect the Taste Seeking Talisman and the Mirror Flower Water Moon Spell together, go to that Miss Yu family." I guess she'll be happy to help me! Also, on the royal warrant, you are worth a million taels of gold. ”

"You're threatening me?" Ye Bu stopped suddenly, turned his head, and stared at him with a sharp gaze without blinking. Even Xue Ying, who had been silent, shot her cold eyes at her.

In the room, the air suddenly became cold. The heat of the desert disappeared completely, leaving only the cold, the bone-chilling cold.

"No, don't dare!" The cold sweat on Yang Tongyou's forehead immediately burst out like raindrops. He was really looking for death, and there was Xue Ying standing next to him, and that guy wanted to strangle him, no easier than killing an ant. However, when the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry, who cares so much!

Besides, he still understands when he doesn't say anything, at least he won't kill old acquaintances.

"Are you thinking now, you just saved me, with my character, I shouldn't kill someone who is gracious?" Ye Bu said lightly.

"No, no." Daoist Yang stammered to avoid Xue Ying's gaze, he felt that in that thick eyes like substance, he was about to be frozen into a thousand years of ice.

"Xue Ying." Ye silently shouted the name of the beautiful servant.

Yang Tongyou's heart was beating violently, his hands trembled slightly, and he was about to launch an escape spell. But the next moment, the cold in the house disappeared completely. Xue Ying gently walked behind Ye Buyu, and Ye Buyu smiled for some reason: "Forget it, let you go." After all, it was thanks to you that I was able to get out just now. ”

"Thank you, thank you." Daoist Yang felt that he had walked around the edge of the ghost gate, and he breathed in the stuffy air in the room. As for asking Ye Bu to follow himself to find the ethereal Penglai Immortal Island, he didn't dare to mention it again.

"It's not impossible to help you!" At this time, Ye Bu spoke again.

Suddenly, Yang Tongyou almost thought that he had heard the wrong words, and rubbed his ears vigorously, with an expression of ecstasy on his face: "Really? ”

"There's a request, though." Ye silently stared into the eyes of the unscrupulous Taoist priest: "The Ice Spirit Divine Crystal that you expounded on the religion wants to borrow it from me." ”

"Ah, Ice Spirit Divine Crystal, with my status, how can I get it?" Yang Tongyou was taken aback.

"Don't fool me, I'm not Emperor Tang Ming, I'm not that idiot." Ye Buyu shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "With your status, even if you can't get it, you can steal it." I only borrowed it for ten days. It will be returned in 10 days! That thing has always been in a remote place, very inconspicuous, and no one has cared about it for ten or eight years. Missing for ten days, no one cared at all. ”

After finishing speaking, Ye Bu continued to deceive, like a strange uncle who abducted a little girl with a lollipop: "Think about it yourself, there is only one year left to live, and basically no risk of theft." Which is heavier and heavier? ”

"However, the Ice Spirit Divine Crystal is useless at all, it is just very precious. What are you doing with it? Yang Tongyou was obviously weighing.

"Have you forgotten what I do?"

"Isn't the Night Young Man a non-mainstream hunter?" Daoist Yang wondered.

", what do you mean by non-mainstream? I just don't bother to fight and kill, but I prefer to use my head for anything that can be done with my brain. Who called me a high IQ? Ye Bu said proudly: "I have been coveting that Ice Spirit Divine Crystal for a long time, and I have long wanted to study it." Maybe I'll be able to crack the secret of this thing! ”

Daoist Yang thought about it, and it seemed that this little brother was indeed very interested in strange items. Otherwise, where did his profound knowledge come from? It is true that the thinking of a researcher cannot be judged by common sense. Now he is meat on the chopping block, and if he doesn't help himself, he probably only lives for a year.

Night Silence is a genius, this is the consensus of all who know him. As long as he promised something, none of it will fail. Although, this guy's personality is sometimes really flattering and intriguing.

"Okay, I promised." Yang Tongyou spit out these four words from between his teeth fiercely.

"Very well, I appreciate a villain like you." Ye Buyu was very satisfied, and waved his hand casually: "I'll give you three days, as long as you hand over the Ice Spirit Divine Crystal to me, we'll set off immediately!" ”

After the obscene Yang Daoist walked out of the door, his silent face suddenly changed, and he sat down on the ground weakly. And Xueying, who has always been with her, disappeared without a trace in an instant like a broken bubble.

The heat swept through the room, and he was the only one sitting alone on the floor, raising his hand and pouring himself a cup of tea. The corners of his mouth flashed with a wry smile.

This time, Night Silence was played badly, and it can be said that he fell into the second biggest crisis in his life. The first time I encountered a situation worse than this, I guess it was trapped in the cemetery where the snow was sealed.

It took him a long time before he regained some strength. Slowly crawled back to bed from the cold floor and lay down. Pull the mirage out of your pocket. The charm attached to the bead still retracted and shrank, absorbing the energy in the bead. The night is silent, the wisdom is extraordinary, and he understands all the spells in the world. However, he himself is a waste wood with no spiritual power. Things in the world are always so imperfect.

Maybe it's because he's a waste of firewood, so he has been studying all kinds of spells since he was a child.

After losing Xueying, he turned back into a waste wood. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

"Aomine!" He felt the contract spell in his body and tried to scream.

A faint cyan shadow floated in the air, as if it would dissipate without a trace when blown by the wind.

"Master!" Aomine put his hand under his nose, and through his hands, he could actually see the floor, and this guy was immediately stupidly surprised: "Master, you see, my color has become lighter." ”

"You think you're a rain-soaked New Year's painting, and it's going to be shallower." Ye Buyu glared at him fiercely: "How do you feel?" ”

"It's weak." Qingfeng smiled bitterly: "Even if there is a mirage to use the Great Law of Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun, my sister and I will die at any time." ”

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