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A white-haired old man, very flexible, walked through the dense crowd, ran to Master Qinghe like a smoke, hugged his hands, and kept shaking his hands up and down as he spoke, making people look like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Originally, he was walking leisurely, but he didn't expect to be hugged by such a person who suddenly appeared, and Master Qinghe was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that Master Qinghe didn't look like he knew each other, He Long, who was walking behind him, immediately rushed up, slapped the white-haired old man, and shouted: "Where did the crazy old man come from? Don't offend Master Qinghe, do you know how much trouble you have caused yourself with this move?"

"Hurry up and let go of the master's hand, you... It's not good to ......" Gu Ling'er's short hair jumped, and the person also flashed and rushed to the white-haired old man, and the little hand punched towards the old man, but immediately, the little girl's face changed greatly and she screamed.

"Ho ~ it hurts, it hurts, the crazy old man actually uses a hidden weapon. The white-haired old man smiled in his eyes, and instantly stretched out his hand, pinching a silver needle with a cold light, like a mosquito bite, and stabbed it in the palm of He Long's hand.

As for Gu Ling'er, who dodged the needle prick and jumped to the side, she felt her face flush a little, because she knew that if it wasn't for the mercy of the white-haired old man just now, she would be in the situation now. It must be the same as the monkey-like He Long next to him, screaming in pain.

"Song Yu, you old guy, you will hurt my little companion as soon as you come. After decades of being like a day, your sneaky methods have not changed, and it seems that the insidious nature of your old guy will not be changed until death. Qinghe shook his hand and pulled it out of the white-haired old man's hand.

He Long was dumbfounded, rubbing his somewhat swollen palms. He walked over with a bitter face, "Master, why didn't you tell this senior earlier? Look at my hand." It's swollen in a big circle......"

"It's swollen a little, and it's like a pig's trotter to gnaw, what's there to complain about. Looking at Gu Ling'er's gaze, listening to what she said. He Long's face was bitter. It's darker.

"Hehe, the little doll doesn't know how to respect the elderly, Qing and you don't want to discipline the old boy, just let the old man help you, don't worry! I don't need you to thank me, and I won't ask you for payment." The white-haired old man Song Yu said with a grin as he patted Qinghe's shoulder.

Master Qinghe's originally calm face was after listening to Song Yu's words. He blushed and slapped the old man's hand away. Drinking directly at Song Yu: "Old shameless, don't rely on the old man so close, it's really strange why your old face is so thick." ”

Song Yu, the old man, had silver hair trembling slightly, raised his head and laughed, without blushing at all.

"In order to grasp the weak deadline of this poisonous miasma, your Xuanjing Auction House is not very well prepared. Song Yu looked at the four teenagers behind Qinghe one by one, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled.

"What kind of helper did you find for an old boy?Pull it out and let the old man see it?" Master Qinghe raised his eyebrows, suddenly calmed down, and said indifferently.

As soon as he heard Qinghe's words, Song Yu raised his head and laughed a few times, turned his head to look behind him, beckoned, and two young people, Shi Shiran, walked over, bowed to him and said, "Meet Master Yu." ”

"Come on, come on, Xiao Lin, Que Er, this is your uncle Qinghe master, hurry up and see you. Song Yu grabbed Qinghe's arm and introduced.

"You have to do it, you don't need to take advantage of the old man like this, although you are a few years older, but you have to make it clear, I have a different teacher with you Song Yu, I have no relationship, and if you want to have a relationship, it is just a pair of peers on the road of alchemy. ”

Looking at the two old men talking back and forth, the four of them looked at me, I looked at you, and collectively chose to remain silent.

"Drink! come, old man Qing, you really can't drink this amount of wine, I'm almost done drinking this pot, you still have more than half of the wine in this pot, this can't work, you must drink it quickly, drink ......"

That night, in the hut built temporarily with the Tulei technique, the people of the two teams of Master Qinghe and Master Song Yu gathered together to eat, drink and chat.

"Brother He Long, so you are all apprentice Danshi of the Qiyue City Danshi Branch?" During the chat, Song Que asked curiously, because in his opinion, such four young people with a good relationship couldn't see that they had only known each other for a few days.

"It's really not, except for Sister Ling'er and Fu Qing, in fact, I and this old brother who rides the wind are both casual cultivators. ”

These days, Yue Chengfeng has been practicing casually, and he doesn't want to expose himself as a member of the Yue family.

Zheng Lin, who was dressed in white on the side and had a delicate face, had always been more restrained, and at this time he also accosted: "Loose cultivation, then I don't know how far the current alchemy level of the two is?

O~ A foot-high pale yellow flame ignited.

"What's not to show about this, see. He Long lit up the flame in his palm towards the teenagers who were gathered in a circle, and then said: "If you want to talk about alchemy, I have just entered the second step of 'fusion' now, and it took me more than three years to achieve such a result, and I was almost scolded to death by my master, saying that my talent was too poor and too poor. ”

He Long, a man with a bold temperament, told his troubles in front of everyone without scruples, and in the end, he scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment.

"Sanpin Yanyang Spirit Flame, yes, Brother He, it seems that your master has found you a good fire attribute exercise. Fu Qing, who was sitting next to He Long, slapped He Long's flaming palm and preached in a louder voice.

Looking at the pale yellow flame in He Long's hand beside him, Yue Chengfeng intuitively felt that the cold sweat on his forehead was about to burst out, and he still muttered to himself: "Ruler... The flame that is a foot high, eh~ My light blue flame that is only a foot high is really faceless. ”

"Oh,~ what are you kid doing? You want me to set myself on fire? You see you burned my sleeves. ”

He Long was slapped by Fu Qing, his hand shook violently, and the flame actually burned his sleeve, so frightened that he hurriedly extinguished the Dan fire in his palm, and hurriedly slapped it to extinguish the flame on his sleeve, but it still burned out the sleeve, which made him scold Fu Qing angrily, scolding and scolding, but he laughed with Fu Qing and himself.

Nodding slightly, Zheng Lin turned his eyes to Yue Chengfeng again, revealing a mouthful of bright teeth, and said, "What about this little brother's flame? It should be pretty good, right?" Meimu looked at Yue Chengfeng, waiting to see him show his Danhuo.

After listening to the girl's words, everyone looked at Yue Chengfeng, and in the face of everyone's expectant gaze, Yue Chengfeng felt that he was pricked by a long needle, and the whole person was not good, and his expression began to be a little unnatural, and he was sweating and embarrassed.

"Anla~ almost a flame, everyone won't laugh at you, little brother! Bone Ling'er spoke in a soft voice that rarely appeared, and said to the moon and the wind.

With a look of embarrassment and embarrassment, Yue Chengfeng nodded: "Okay!"

Scold~

The light blue flame lit up, it ~ is still an inch high, and Yue Chengfeng is embarrassed to look at everyone's expressions again. (To be continued.) )