Chapter 171

Wendick

Probably because he felt that he was being suspected, the old nobleman was obviously a little unhappy, and his face was a lot darker. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info looked at the old man's sneering appearance, Morey suddenly shuddered in his heart, and hurriedly smiled bitterly twice and apologized again and again.

I don't know what's going on, I'm really a little afraid of this old man.

"Well, that's not what I meant, in fact, at first glance, you don't mean that......"

However, the old nobleman didn't eat this set at all, and his face was always calm, and he didn't even take care of it.

Listening to Morey's crooked explanation for a long time, he was annoyed when he looked at it, and suddenly looked up and glanced coldly, which frightened Morey and hurriedly shut up.

What a fierce look!

Let's go on any longer, I guess this old man is really going to get off his slippers and smoke people.

"You ......" Before Morey finished speaking, he saw the old nobleman suddenly raise his hand, staring at Morey with a pair of sharp eyes, and pointing straight to the way down the mountain, that look was almost able to speak-

- If you don't get out, you're welcome!

It's not uncommon to talk nonsense, this is to send off guests directly.

All right.

Knowing that he was not welcomed, Morey smiled helplessly, bowed in pain, and limped out of the valley. From beginning to end, the old nobleman did not look up. However, it was the boot core that piqued his interest more than Morey.

For a carver, to say that he would give his own exclusive work to others for study is obviously not in line with the dogma of magic carving. However, compared to a small life, a flying boot core is nothing at all, but it takes a little more time to make another one.

If you can learn it by researching it, then the carver won't be so valuable.

Although I really want to kindly remind the old nobleman, but looking at his cold eyes, it is estimated that he said that he also had a hot face and a cold ass.

Alas, if the old man loves to study, he will study it.

When people get old, they always have to be a little interested, and it's better to pass the time.

Out of the valley, Morey limped down the road, walking very slowly. Since leaving the valley, the totem behind him seems to have only recovered, and began to gradually release his vitality, Morey walked while feeling that the pain on his body gradually lessened, and although the injury was still obvious, it was not as difficult as it was at the beginning.

A hint of tiredness hit, and Morey yawned and couldn't help but glance behind him. Fortunately, as soon as he sensed Morey's situation, the totem immediately stopped absorbing and fell silent again.

The scenery on the road is very good, not only where the old nobles lived, but the whole valley seems to have a magic that defies the season, and the mountains on both sides are verdant. Even if I was coldly spoken about before, I have always been a little aggrieved, and when I see these scenery, I can't help but feel better.

It's not a loss to be able to take a look at this scenery.

But just then, a pond suddenly caught Morey's attention.

The pond is about 10 meters in diameter, and the water inside is turquoise, and it is very viscous. Morey was suddenly a little curious, he had never seen such water before.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but lean over and take a look.

There were several huge lotus leaves floating on the water, each with a diameter of more than two meters, and Morey realized that there was a young man sitting on a lotus leaf, squatting and blowing on a large white flower with his mouth.

I seem to have been a little slow to react lately, and a big living person didn't even notice it there.

"What are you doing?" Morey couldn't help but ask.

The young man was blowing very seriously, and suddenly he heard someone talking, and seemed startled, and turned his head, but after seeing Morey's appearance, he grinned. "Oh, it turned out to be you, I didn't expect old Wendick to be so powerful, anyone who is dying can be saved...... Daddy wasn't all lying to me!"

Like the old nobleman, he had long blue-blue hair. But the difference is that his hair looks prickly and messy, and he doesn't know how long it has been combed, while the old nobleman is very neatly combed, obviously paying much more attention to etiquette.

Wendick, is that the old man's name?

"I'm Boent. Morey thought for a moment and said politely.

"My name, huh...... My name is Garo Goser, and you can call him Goser, but not Galo. Gossel jumped over the leaf and gloated around Morey. "Hehe, I'm guessing you've been repaired. Alas, it can't be helped, the old guy has a weird temper, and he especially hates outsiders wandering around in front of his eyes...... Hey, that's amazing!" Gossel had a look of surprise in his eyes. "I was able to walk out of old Wendick's house unharmed!"

"How did you do it, you must know that the two people who strayed in last time were beaten into three sticks in their legs. ”

Hearing this, Morey broke out in a cold sweat, and could only barely laugh a few times - he wanted to leave quickly. Fortunately, I didn't annoy the old man just now, and judging from the first impression, that person is definitely a ruthless character who can do everything.

This young man was very arrogant, although he looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, he couldn't see the depth, which made Morey feel a little helpless.

A term suddenly appeared in Morey's mind - the Demon Warrior Family.

I have heard that there are many powerful and weak demon martial arts families in the world, and what I encounter in front of me may be one of the unknown veins.

Judging from their appearance, even if the young man and the old nobleman are not direct blood relatives, eighty percent have a certain relationship.

Different cultivation methods often result in different temperaments. If Erid gives people the feeling of seeing a low mound, although it is not good-looking, it is thick and steady. Then these two people in the valley give people a similar feeling, and they have the same kind of elegant nature.

The origin of the family is often after the master lives in seclusion, focusing on training the descendants of the family. On the one hand, the children of the family have inherited the bloodline, and they are often very talented in the family martial arts, and those who can grow up in this environment are naturally more likely to contact cultivation, and with the guidance of their elders, the future will naturally be smooth all the way, and the mirror mage where Milor is is also one of them.

After chatting a few words, Morey found that the young man liked to talk very much, but he talked quite openly, and he got to know the old nobleman a little bit between the words.

In general, it's just the appearance of a grumpy old man.

But after glancing at the big white flower, Morey couldn't help but ask curiously. "But why are you blowing it?"

"Hey, blame the old man!" Gossel suddenly became angry. "He's going to force me to find a way to bloom! But this thing is a windward flower, and if there is no wind blowing, it won't grow. ”

"Hmph, that's too troublesome, a little stronger wind will have the opposite effect!" he couldn't help but sneer. "What kind of cultivation is this! I think it's purely because the old guy wants to use it himself, and he doesn't bother to blow it himself, so he calls me to be a coolie!"

"What a wonderful plant!" said Morey, with some amazement. "It's the first time I've seen it, is there any use for this flower?"

"I don't know...... But if I don't brag to you, it's really a chore! If you want it to bloom, you have to blow it for at least three days and three nights, and if you don't blow it for a while, it will close again. Alas, I haven't eaten in days!" Gossel muttered bitterly.

“...... If I can go home, I'll have to tell my mom about it!"

"Well, good luck. Morey couldn't help but laugh.

Speaking of which, Gossel suddenly took out a cucumber and nibbled on it. "Well, since you're awake, let's go. I'd love to talk to someone, but it would be terrible to stay here too long and be found out, the old guy is inhuman. ”

"Uh, thanks for the reminder. Morey smiled wryly and nodded, and was about to leave, but when he saw the cucumber Gossel gnawed, his steps trembled, and his eyes suddenly widened. “...... Huh!?"

"What's the matter, you still want to rest for a while?" Gossel seemed a little happy to see that Morey was not leaving. "Then talk with me for a while before leaving, see that you are seriously injured, don't force yourself too much. ”

He is quite a lively character, but he was thrown in this remote place, and this kind of pain is naturally impossible to say. After not seeing outsiders for a long time, it is rare to see someone who can chat, and Gossel is naturally excited. With a big mouth, he immediately finished talking, basically pouring bitter water, or whispering a few words about the quirks of the old nobles, and laughing twice when he was happy, which seemed to be very proud.

Obviously, you can say such bad things about the old nobleman, but you can't make him happy.

However, Morey didn't listen at all, and his attention was all drawn to the 'cucumbers'!

Oh my God! This thing looks like ......

Seeing that there were still several such 'cucumbers' on the ground, Morey was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said with a move in his heart. "It's not a secret...... I'm actually a pharmacist. This flower is so rare that I can see it up close?"

"Of course no problem!" Gossel said with another bite and a nonchalant look. "Unless the windward flower is mature, it can't be cut even with a sword, and it's no problem if you drag it casually!"

Morey nodded, limped up the leaf with great difficulty, and almost fell down several times, and saw Gossel hurriedly holding his hand to the side, and several times he almost couldn't help but want to help. Fortunately, at this time, Morey had also climbed to the white lace and looked at it silently.

The flower was white and came out of a stem in the water, without branches or leaves. However, if you look closely enough, you will see some silver lines, and you can vaguely feel a faint magic. At this time, its buds have already spread out a small half, and you can see the layers of petals inside.

Although the habit is very special, it seems to be invisible to the wind, and it sounds a little mysterious, but in fact, the magic of this flower is not strong. Morey tried to blow on it, but saw that the petals trembled slightly, and spread out very weakly, but as soon as the breath stopped, the point that spread immediately retracted.

Even if Morey hurriedly made up another mouthful, it couldn't stop it from closing, and the wind blew a little stronger, and it even accelerated to close a few points.

What the hell is this!

Not to mention three days and three nights, this time it has been closer than at the beginning!

Judging from this posture, if you blow stupidly without skill, even if you give people a week, it may not be enough. It is estimated that Gossel has been blowing for a long time and has figured out some rules, so he dares to say that it has been three days.

"I said, little brother, do you want to eat melon seeds and watch it bloom on its own?" asked Morey suddenly.

"What?" Gossel was stunned, and the cucumbers almost fell to the ground.

"Impossible!" he immediately shook his head, looking incredulous. "The windward flower will not bloom if there is no wind, this is absolute, and there is no way to take advantage of it. ”

"Not necessarily. Morey smiled and suddenly took something out of his pocket.

...... Breeze Magic Beads!