By the Biyou River in Biyou Village, a man and a woman flirt next to each other.

"Xiao Rongrong, don't underestimate your charm too much, the way you play with a knife is really beautiful, every knife is cut in my heart." The blue-haired youth put his arm around the short-haired girl's shoulders and squinted his eyes in praise.

"Hmph, scumbag, you just talk nonsense."

Although the girl said that she was a scumbag, she still let Zhuge Qing's dishonest hand wander away from her shoulder.

Huang Yueyue, who was close, saw this scene, and couldn't help but give his cousin a thumbs up, if he had half of his shamelessness, he would have taken off the list a long time ago.

"Cousin." Huang Yue stood behind the other party and greeted softly.

When Zhuge Qing heard the familiar voice, he was shocked by fright, hurriedly stood up, and hurriedly turned around to take a look: "At the beginning of the month, why are you here!"

Fu Rong also turned around and looked at Huang Yue: "Cousin? Xiao Qingqing, he's your cousin. ”

"Hello sister-in-law." Huang Yue smiled at Fu Rong, he didn't know whether his cousin was really emotional, or just playing.

"What did you kid say, it's embarrassing." Fu Rong couldn't help but blush.

"Come with me." Zhuge Qing grimaced and grabbed Huang Yue's arm.

Fu Rong looked at the backs of the two boys leaving and muttered, "Wuhou's genes are really strong, they are all handsome guys."

In her eyes, Zhuge Qing is not bad, and his cousin is not bad.

……

"What are you doing here?" Zhuge Qing pulled the young man under a tree and asked with a serious expression.

"The task is here, there is no way." Huang Yue began to talk nonsense, saying that his life was not easy, and he ran errands everywhere for his boss to wade through troubled waters.

"What task?"

Briefly state what happened before the beginning of the month.

"It's no wonder that the company wants to deal with Ma Xianhong." Zhuge Qing rubbed his chin, he was not surprised, he had already secretly calculated a hexagram for Ma Xianhong.

"Okay, you have a good time with your sister-in-law, that horse sect is going to talk to me." Huang Yue said in a deep voice.

"Huh? You kid don't worry about me, I'm going astray now. Zhuge Qing called his cousin.

"What are you worried about, don't you just want to get the magic machine from Ma Xianhong, now you may have got it, but you are hesitating to dare to learn, right?" Huang Yue looked at her cousin and smiled slyly.

"The Great Age of Genes"

In view of the fact that Qiu Rang can get a hundred magic skills from Ma Xianhong, it is obvious that Ma Xianhong is very generous.

"Are you the roundworm in my stomach?" Zhuge Qing's face froze, and now in his hands, he really held the magic machine.

"Ernie-chan, I probably know you better than I thought." Huang Yuejiao said delicately, looking at the blue-haired young man with affection, that look was really disgusting.

"It's disgusting, can you speak normally." Zhuge Qing's forehead was bruised, and the taste of being seen through his mind made him very unhappy.

At the same time, Zhuge Qing blamed himself a little, he had thought that Huang Yue was honest and cute since he was a child, but he had never found him such a thief and such a deep mind.

Maybe it's because I'm too arrogant, ignoring the people around me and not knowing enough about them.

"Cousin, I believe you will make the right choice, and I won't say anything if I die." Huang Yue left the next sentence and turned to leave.

……

Biyou Village, Xiushen Hall.

Huang Yue walked up the long stairs and came to an ancient building, where Ma Xianhong was waiting for him according to Qiu Rang's instructions.

Pushing open the door of the self-cultivation hall, a huge iron furnace appeared in front of him, and Ma Xianhong sat cross-legged on a futon under the iron furnace to practice.

Huang Yue filled up his senses and found that there were dozens of flower-like puppets hidden in the roof, and there was also a black puppet all over.

Huang Yueyue could feel the aura of danger from that puppet, and it seemed that Ma Xianhong had transplanted the acquired ability of the root organ to the puppet.

This is where the self-cultivation furnace and the divine machine are tempered against the sky, and the puppet can be imitated by the method of alien behavior, so as to obtain the acquired ability of the alien.

After Ma Xianhong found that the young man had entered, he slowly opened his eyes: "Oh, welcome, welcome."

"Brother Ma, do you need to introduce yourself?" Huang Yue looked at the white-haired young man in front of him and asked.

"No, Luo Tian Dajiao is the runner-up, the genius young refiner of the Wuhou faction, who doesn't know." Ma Xianhong showed an admiring expression to the young man.

"What a bullshit genius, in front of Brother Ma, it's not worth mentioning at all." Huang Yue said modestly.

Even if Huang Yue relies on the system, he has more learning ability than Ma Xianhong.

Desperately practicing the Wuhou Divine Machine for a lifetime, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Divine Machine.

Restraining this kind of thing is just his mother being so unreasonable.

"Okay, don't hold me, sit down and talk." Ma Xianhong greeted.

As soon as the words fell, a puppet Ruhua moved a chair and placed it under Huang Yueyue's buttocks.

Huang Yue is also polite, it is best to sit down and explain things clearly.

"Is Old Man Huang okay?" Ma Xianhong began to talk about family life.

"My grandfather is tough, do you want to call him to say hello?" Huang Yue took out his mobile phone and asked, he was not surprised by Ma Xianhong's greetings.

Grandpa once said that his relationship with the old man Ma Yuanlu is not bad, and the old man must have also mentioned the Huang family to Ma Xianhong.

"No need, I'll just add unpleasantness to his old man's greetings." Ma Xianhong shook his head.

He heard his grandfather say that Huang Yuezong, the great-grandfather of Huang Yueyue, died of depression because of the matter of divine refinement, which was a pimple between the two families.

"My grandfather's sac given to your family is too old, do you want me to change it to a better one for you, with a larger capacity, after all, the four elephant magic machines of your Wuhou faction are not small." Ma Xianhong took out a yellow phagosac from his arms and smiled at the young man.

This phagocytic cyst is significantly larger in appearance.

"What do you mean? You don't want me to join you. ”

"That's right, joining Biyou Village, the magic machine will be offered with both hands, which will definitely be good for you." Ma Xianhong made his words clear.

Compared with Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye, Ma Xianhong actually cared more about Huang Yueyue's ability, after all, everyone was also a refiner.

"Don't."

"Huh?"

"Don't." Huang Yue decisively refused.

"This is the eight wonder skills that your Huang family thinks about in the evening, brother at the beginning of the month, you have to think about it carefully." Ma Xianhong reminded.

"It's clear, I'm an alchemist and a warlock at the same time, Brother Ma, do you know what you're doing?" Huang Yue said with a serious face.

"You know, I'm doing it for myself." Ma Xianhong replied seriously.

"No matter what you are for, brother, I will calculate a hexagram for you, your life is cheap, but you have great ambitions, and you can't do anything if you are in trouble." Huang Yue said in a deep voice.

"Why don't you also tune with that king, heaven is fate, I'm sorry, I don't believe in fate." Ma Xianhong is stubborn.

Of course, Huang Yue knew that most of the refiners were materialists, and they all felt that technology changed fate, and this Ma Xianhong was even more stubborn.