Chapter 47 The first seat of the wealth fan

sent away He Zhijiong, Yujiao lived alone in a small courtyard, in her boudoir.

Yujiao was wearing a bright green sweatshirt and pants given by Zhang Yue, dangling in front of Zhang Yue.

As if he hadn't seen it, Zhang Yue's eyes stared straight at the place where Luo Feng's portrait hung in the bedroom.

At some point, two more portraits appeared.

One is the master Yue Xiaotian, holding the "race fairy" in his hand, half-squinting his eyes, enjoying the incomparably sideways portrait; the expression is incomparable, as if he can smell the smell of the "race fairy", and he can feel the enjoyment and comfort of the old man.

The other is one who is grabbed and flowered, grinning and begging for mercy;

"Sister, is this what you painted?" Zhang Yue asked worriedly.

"Of course, who can paint so vividly. Yujiao raised her neck proudly.

"I'm too ugly, aren't I?"

Zhang Yue tried to see if he could beautify it, but he didn't have any illusions in his heart.

"It's not ugly, this is the best picture my sister painted. ”

Yu Jiao's tone was firm, there was no possibility of compromise, and she even glanced at Zhang Yue's ears intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Yue was completely speechless, this time he was really dead!

"Sister, I want to find a refining master. Zhang Yue was busy changing the topic, he was most afraid that his sister would "touch the scene", so the first unlucky person must be himself, and he took out a sword-shaped blank from his arms and handed it to Yu Jiao.

"What kind of material is this! It's a bit like the 'Iron Mother'? But it's not quite right, how can the 'Iron Mother' be so pure, this is too much higher than the 'Iron Mother'; the Iron Mother is already a high-grade refining material, if this sword is refined, it must be the best!"

"Brother is this for my sister?" Yujiao was extremely surprised, her attention was successfully diverted, waiting expectantly for a positive reply, holding her brother in her arms, extremely affectionate, without the "bad intentions" just now.

Zhang Yue rolled his eyes, and said in a strange manner: "This one is for Master." ”

Looking at Yujiao's face full of disappointment, Zhang Yue smiled evilly, and took out an identical sword blank from his arms.

"This is for you. ”

"Good boy, you dare to fool me. ”

Looking at the exact same material, Yujiao couldn't help but get up in anger, and pounced with her teeth and claws;

"Who made you paint me so ugly......"

The fleeing people did not forget to take the opportunity to take revenge, and their hearts were extremely happy; they hid all the way to Tibet, leaving behind a string of cheerful laughter, and from time to time they fought back and sarcastically remarked, causing Yujiao to be "furious" and having to bring the "perpetrators" to justice in order to ease their state of mind.

The two of them were tired and fell on the bed.

"Sister, I miss my master a little, I want to go to see his old man, and by the way, I will send him the cheats in my hand;

A chestnut knocked on his head, Zhang Yue was defenseless, "Yo, it hurts, sister, why did you sneak attack me again." ”

Zhang Yue rubbed his head, "glaring" at the old lady who was cheating, he had already raised his hand to surrender just now, how could he find the back account, just lying on his sister's bed, pretending to be a dead dog, but he couldn't get up.

"I'm embarrassed to say, let me ask you, as a 'talisman refiner', what spiritual root attributes must be possessed?" Yu Jiao had no awareness of "violation", and actually taught her a lesson in words.

"Of course, there are three attributes: 'gold', 'fire', and 'wind'. ”

Zhang Yue replied casually, he didn't bother to raise his head, and squinted suspiciously at Yujiao, who had already raised one arm and had long hair fluttering, and couldn't help but be a little stupid, and said incomprehensibly, "Sister, you are so beautiful." ”

Yujiao's face is rouge, and it is even more charming.

"What about the 'refiner'?" Yu Jiao asked.

"Of course, it's 'gold' and 'fire'......"

Zhang Yue suddenly felt that something was wrong, and sat up.

"Sister, you mean-" Zhang Yue suddenly understood.

"Count you kid smart, let me tell you, the reason why the 'Han Yue faction' is the richest among the seven major factions is that it specializes in two things; refining tools and refining talismans; and talisman making and refining talisman spiritual roots are hard to find, counting you, there are only four people in the entire 'Han Yue faction'; the talisman refiner is the master, the head master, and you, and the 'talisman maker' is the elder sister and me. Yujiao was triumphant, as if the "talisman maker" was better than the "talisman refiner".

"This is the core secret of the 'Han Yue Sect', and it is also the real reason why the head of the sect appointed me as the first disciple. Yujiao finally told the hidden roots.

The elder sister is the three spiritual roots of "gold", "fire" and "wind", and she is extremely pure;

"Sister, do you mean that the old man of Shizun is the first person of the 'Han Yue Sect' to refine weapons?" Zhang Yue, who asked, was indescribably excited.

"As far as I know, after the master was promoted to Yuanying, he has reached the level of a grandmaster, not to mention in the sect, even in the entire Korea, he must also be the first person to refine talismans and refining weapons!"

This is really, there is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Zhang Yue had previously questioned the level of refining weapons of the cheap master, but he didn't expect that the old guy was actually a grandmaster of refining weapons and talismans.

Zhang Yue's gift is simply a marriage from the surname He to the surname Zheng - "Zheng He's" (just right)!

"Sister, I'm going to see the old man from Master. ”

Zhang Yue said excitedly, turning around to pack his things.

"Look at you like a monkey with a burning ass. ”

Yujiao pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, wait for two days;

Zhang Yue then remembered that from the moment he entered the bedroom, Yujiao was dangling in front of him, and it turned out that he was showing off his clothes.

Zhang Yue hurriedly patted his ass.

"Who is my sister, the number one beauty in the world, she looks good in anything. ”

In my heart, I secretly said that if I didn't wear anything, it would actually look better.

Yujiao glanced at him: "I'm asking about this outfit." ”

"Well, if you hit the horse's hooves, you have to be kicked for a while. Zhang Yue secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly spoke out to save it.

"Good-looking, good-looking, of course good-looking, I don't want to think about who sent it, can your brother's vision be bad?"

Zhang Yue hurriedly changed his words, and did not forget to boast a few words.

The rain is overjoyed.

"Tomorrow, my sister will make you two sets. Yujiao said excitedly.

"Sister, I still have ......"

Zhang Yue hurriedly said, he was wearing a new robe that he had just woon, and Zhang Yue was wearing the clothes of the cultivation realm for the first time, and he was enjoying it.

"Can that be the same? Why, I don't believe in my sister's craftsmanship, besides, you dare not wear the clothes made by my sister......

The tone changed to fierce, and the smell of threat was obvious; in Yujiao's mind, how could her younger brother wear clothes made by others, this was simply a "female celebrity" that slandered herself.

Zhang Yue touched his freshly knocked head and shrunk his neck.

"Then it's hard work, sister!" Zhang Yue took the opportunity to satisfy his sister's mentality of showing off and showing off her hand.

"Also, I'm going to make two sets for the two masters, and you can bring them together, what is this called? ”

Yujiao said excitedly.

"Sister, how do I feel that you have a conspiracy?"

Zhang Yue asked, faintly feeling that there was a lot of article in it.

Yujiao learned from Zhang Yue and made a clumsy "snap of her fingers".

"That's right, I want to make a fortune for myself again. ”

"You want to flip the costume?"

Zhang Yue immediately activated his brain, exerted his imagination, and fantasized about what his sister looked like when she was "practicing a stall", and couldn't help but shudder; he definitely couldn't escape the fate of being a "model......

"What a money fan!" How miserable it must be for oneself to be touched and dragged by thousands of people as a "clothes rack"; the income in exchange is only thirty or twenty banknotes in the hands of the old lady.

"I want to save more money for my private house, can't I?" Yu Jiao argued, and stretched out her thumb and index finger with bad intentions, just like the portrait.