Originally, the Thousand Pheasant Army would not have been drawn out so quickly, but the plan could not catch up with the changes, and the reason was more or less related to Li Xiaobai. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If it weren't for the fact that more than 100 powerful animals and vehicles were like timely rain, which greatly alleviated the urgent need of the Thousand Pheasant Army to transport grain and grass, Yu Hong, the commander of Zhichong, would not have made the decision to go on the expedition so quickly.

Arriving at the border one day earlier means that the initiative against Fengxuan Kingdom will be one more point.

In just half a day's work, all the tents were dismantled.

Li Xiaobai and the five warlocks of the Yishi battalion each rode two huge special ox carts and set out with the army.

The spacious and bright carriage is enough to seat ten people, which is very spacious, but there are only three passengers: Blind Lao, Li Xiaobai and Ye Wei.

Originally, the only person who was responsible for watching the most dangerous members of the alien camp was the blind old man with the highest cultivation, but now there is such a nemesis as Li Xiaobai.

Sitting in the constantly shaking carriage, this thing is bored with a small file to trim his nails, a small green snake coiled on the low table in front of him, lazily basking in the sunlight thrown in from the window, the warlock domesticates spirit beasts very commonly, if you have the ability, even the big demon can be collected.

Of course, the Great Demon of the True Dan Realm, which is equivalent to the Condensation Realm of the Human Race, is only for thinking about it, and many masters of the Dao Sect may not have the cultivation of the Condensation Realm.

On the table was a stack of mulberry paper and a few improvised charcoal pens.

Every piece of mulberry paper is an arithmetic problem, and the suppression effect of these things on this guy is even better than that of the spirit rune, but it saves a lot of effort on the blind old man, and this time it is much easier than before.

"Night crying, this kid is also a poor man!"

Although Fu sealed his eyes and couldn't see, he looked at the young man who was buried in his calculations, and his expression was no different from that of a healthy person with normal vision, as he said, although his eyes were blind, his heart was not necessarily blind.

"Xiaolang, would you like to hear his story?"

The blind old man seemed to have fully accepted Li Xiaobai as an official member of the alien battalion.

"I want to hear about it!"

Li Xiaobai doesn't mind being a listener.

The blind old man nodded, and said unhurriedly: "You may already know that most of the warlocks who join the alien battalion have to flee into the army to avoid trouble because they provoke people or forces outside who can't afford to offend, but Night Cry didn't offend people, he didn't come to avoid trouble." ”

"Oh?"

Li Xiaobai was a little surprised, this young man with a strong persecution paranoia but extremely obsessed with arithmetic appeared in the Thousand Pheasant Army's alien camp for an unusual reason.

"When he was a child, he was once kidnapped by a group of vicious bandits, although he was lucky to be rescued, but since then his temperament has changed greatly, as he grows older, Night Cry is lucky to inherit the family heirloom of magic, and he enters the realm very quickly, but after the cultivation is promoted, the madness and damage caused by irregular attacks are also increasing day by day, his people can no longer bear such a threat, and want to abolish his cultivation and lock him up, Night Cry's parents don't want their only child to lose his status as a warlock and self-preservation, and completely become a waste man who has cut off all hope, so they entrusted someone to send him to the Thousand Pheasant Army, hoping that even if he is mad, someone can cure him, may be able to reawaken the long-lost courage through the battle array, even if he dies on the battlefield every day, it is better than a muddy life like a waste person who is not even as good as a mortal. ”

The blind old man sighed at the good intentions of his parents, not only hoping that his son could recover as before, but even be able to make meritorious achievements, so that he could have a settlement in the second half of his life, even if he was a crazy warlock, it was better than falling from the clouds and becoming a mediocre mortal who was slaughtered by others, or even a wasted person.

"It turned out to be a heart disease!"

Li Xiaobai finally understood that the persecution paranoia of night crying was not innate, there was a reason.

"Yes, if you can cure him, I think his family will be very grateful to you. ”

When the blind old man said this, he was already treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Because before that, except for him, there was no one who could cry at night, and if he was not careful, he would be killed on the spot by a stormy spell, and several of Steward Liu's predecessors all died at the hands of Night Cry.

Even if he was a blind old man, it took a lot of patience and great energy to make Night Cry accept him, during which he was a humanoid target who was beaten and didn't fight back, and forced the other party to finally realize that the attack was ineffective, so he gave up.

"Which of the Eight Great Clans is he?"

Li Xiaobai could vaguely guess that if he could let a character like the old blind man take care of him, the family background of night crying may not be so simple.

"I can't tell you yet, but you'll know later. ”

The blind old man smiled slightly and sold the pass.

"Hmph, it's not a big deal, I'm still from the Li family in Xiyan Town!"

Li Xiaobai once again unashamedly put gold on his family's signboard, as if the Li family in Xiyan Town was juxtaposed with the eight major clans of Dawu.

"Hehe......"

The blind old man's laughter gradually stopped, and he suddenly said, "Xiaolang, if something happens to me one day, can you take care of him for me?" ”

His gaze shifted to the night weeping that was still buried in the calculations, and the conversation between the two was unheard, this was indeed a young man who was hard to reassure.

"I'll take care of him for you?"

Li Xiaobai's face was incredible.

The other party's words sounded like he was giving a will, but from yesterday to now, the two have known each other for less than 24 hours, and it is unbelievable that the old blind man should say such a thing to him face to face.

"That's right!" the blind old man nodded, as if he had guessed Li Xiaobai's thoughts, and continued: "I know you must find it strange, but I have no choice, but before I met you, there was no second person other than me who could get so close to him, not even his parents and other clansmen. ”

The old blind man's tone was full of bitterness, no one should be close, if you are close, you will be killed, no matter who you are, you will have a great headache, no wonder those relatives will be jealous and afraid of crying at night, and have to be sent to the camp of the border army to find that glimmer of life and hope.

Li Xiaobai leaned back, leaned against the window frame of the carriage in a comfortable position, and said in a good time: "Then what good do I have?"

He is not a saint who responds to requests, so naturally he will not accept the commission of others for no reason.

"I know a good swordsmith, he once owed me a great favor, based on this small sword, you can help you tailor a flying sword, you can bring your own materials, you can also use the materials he provides, but the flying sword made is worse, after all, he is just a swordsmith, he doesn't have the energy and time to collect too precious materials, you don't need to pay a penny, you can get a flying sword, are you satisfied with such benefits?"

The blind old man took out a five-inch-long small sword from his waist and placed it in front of Li Xiaobai, the little green snake who was napping raised his head and looked at this small sword curiously, from which he could feel a faint spiritual imprint, which was obviously a token that could not be faked.

Blacksmiths and craftsmen who can make ordinary swords are common, but swordsmiths who can make magic weapons such as flying swords are very rare, and the opportunity to tailor the flying sword proposed by the old blind man, even if the flying sword created is not as good as the divine weapons of the great sect of the Dao of Arts, it is also much stronger than the big road goods distributed to ordinary children.

If you hear such conditions in other techniques in the alien camp, I am afraid that you will not hesitate to accept it.

However, Li Xiaobai reacted with a lack of interest, and said lazily: "Is there only so much? Is there any pill or exercise or something?"

He sat on the chaotic blue lotus hidden in his heart, a lotus petal is a sword light, where else do you need a flying sword, even an attack spell is redundant.

Just such a small benefit, no matter what the real purpose of the other party is, is still not enough for him to be a spare tire for others.

In these years, it is not so easy to be a pick-up man for others.

"You kid, you're really greedy!"

The blind old man smiled bitterly and shook his head, he could see that Li Xiaobai's reaction was not pretending, but really careless.

Underestimated the young man again.

The Li family in Xiyan Town, the old man remembered!

"How can there be such a good thing in the world when the old blind man wants the horses to run and the horses not to eat grass? I am not the servant woman who takes care of the baby, why should I take care of a fellow who goes mad from time to time, and the price is not enough, so that I should not come and call me. ”

Li Xiaobai smiled, it can be regarded as a sky-high asking price, it depends on whether the other party will repay the money on the spot.

As for the night cry, hehe, losing an Olympiad is almost enough to pass the life for a lifetime, if the heart is ruthless, plus binary, ternary, eighteen lifetimes are not enough to fill this sinkhole.

"Good, good, I hope you can be entrusted by people and be loyal to people!"

The blind old man was very helpless, and in the absence of a better replacement, he could only pinch his nose and admit the account, if he really didn't have a choice, he wouldn't be so low-voiced.

After speaking, he took out a palm-sized booklet and a jade bottle, and said, "This volume of the Mahabharan Sutra Although there is only the last volume, it is enough for you to refine your mind and improve your control of the aura, you don't underestimate this volume of magic and Taoism, accumulate over time, see the subtle knowledge, under the cultivation of the same realm, the effect of the spell you release is at least stronger than others, and this bottle of Baicao Yunyang Pill has three pills, which can regulate internal and external injuries, repair damaged meridians, warm and nourish aura, is a good product for recovery after recuperating injuries and going crazy, the injury that originally needed to be cultivated for half a year can be recovered in just seven days after taking Baicao Yunyang Pill, although it is not priceless, but it is also a very precious pill, exercise, pill, you can be satisfiedIf there is any other thought, there is nothing I can do about the old blind man. ”

On the low table between the two, the little green snake Qingyao was no longer in a state of shrinkage, but greedily looked at the jade bottle among the three things.

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