8. It's lit

Yan Xingyu saw that he seemed to be suspicious of the string of opponents, and his chin gestured to Yijun: "You read it to the whole boss." ”

Yijun looked dazed: "What are you reading?" ”

Yan Xingyu: "Spell." ”

Yijun recited those few incantations again.

Yan Xingyu: "? ”

Yijun: "? ”

Yan Xingyu: "Why isn't it bright?" ”

Yijun asked ignorantly: "What is bright?" ”

Yan Xingyu looked at him suspiciously for a while, then turned his head to the whole boss and said, "If you can find Yu Ming, this bracelet should be asked for gold." ”

"Hey!" Yijun shouted, trying to stop him, realizing that the occasion was wrong, and hurriedly shut up.

The boss put down the bead string and sat back on the opposite circle chair slowly: "This baby is a good baby, if you are willing to sell it, you can quote." However, if I knew the whereabouts of such an important treasure as Twilight, I would have been in the main hall of Tianyan by now. There are always traces of the treasures in this world, and you will not be wrong if you follow its breath to find them. ”

Yan Xingyu knew that it was useless to say more, so he accepted the string of beads and got up to say goodbye.

Yijun hurriedly drank the tea in the tea bowl in one gulp, waved his hand and threw a wink at the boss, and ran out after him.

"Xiangjin is also a very important treasure, okay, how can you casually promise it to others?"

"Didn't Yu Ming be buried with Cheng Yujun, how could it be stolen in the Guiyuan Chaos Bead?"

"I don't know if it's the insect envoy guarding the twilight, why did he lose it and ask the people of Canghua Pavilion to check, didn't he say that there is nothing in the world that the Great Yan Insect Envoy can't find?"

"I don't think you know who you are, they know your identity without telling me, they are well informed......"

Balabala......

"A guest room."

Yan Xingyu entered the inn, and Yijun instantly shut up: "Two rooms, boss, two rooms and two rooms." Saying that, he looked at Yan Xingyu pitifully.

Yan Xingyu's eyes narrowed: "I'll go to my room later." ”

Forehead? Did he see it?

Yijun was carrying a book on his back, and there was nothing to enter the room to tidy up, so he followed Yan Xingyu to his guest room expectantly and nervously.

However, after all, it was the first time, and as soon as the little second who led the way closed the door, he leaned against the door with his hands on his chest and trembling.

Yan Xingyu looked at his unproductive appearance, and his face was about to crack apart: "Ask you something, sit here." ”

It turned out that he didn't want to take advantage of him, Yijun was hit by his disgusting eyes, the eighteen-year-old little was when his self-confidence was bursting, he was not ugly, not only not ugly, but also quite cute and a little handsome, fair and slippery without acne, handsome eyebrows, pure and energetic.

Lonely men and widows are in the same room, he is not moved at all, he breathes a sigh of relief and blames Yan Xingyu for being blind.

Yan Xingyu took out a string of beads and put it on the table and said, "It can be lit up in the Xingyue Tomb, why can't it be lit now?" ”

Yijun was puzzled: "What is bright?" You say the incense brocade is bright? Why didn't I see it? ”

Yan Xingyu frowned and groaned: "It will light up after you fall, otherwise how could the Guiyuan Mixed Heavenly Bead stop, how could we come out." ”

Yijun scratched his head: "I really don't know this, I was asleep at the time." ”

He picked up the bracelet and looked at it, the beads were crystal clear under the light, human beings have no resistance to shiny things, he couldn't help but put his hand in it and try it on, the beads slid on his wrist, and instantly flashed a soft light, he felt that the world was different, but after a closer look, he didn't know what the difference was.

Yijun: "Did you see it, did you see it, it really lit up." ”

Yan Xingyu looked at him with a solemn face, nodded and said, "I saw it." ”

Yijun touched this bracelet and couldn't put it down, this is the treasure of the female pig's foot in his book, he didn't expect the real thing to be so beautiful. There was a longing light in his eyes, and he cautiously raised his eyes and begged Yan Xingyu: "Give me a few days to wear it, and I'll give it back to you when you're useful." ”

Yan Xingyu didn't say yes, he didn't say no, this thing was useless in his place, but there was a reaction in Yijun's hand, and he was even more puzzled about the identity of this boy.