The small house is not big, and the neat rows of couch boards are staggered all over the ground.

Stepping into it safely, there is not the slightest coolness under your feet, it is far more comfortable than stepping on other woods, I don't know what material.

A small couch table is placed in the center, on which there is a white wine jug, several wine glasses, and a round puff pad on each side, but nothing else, it looks very neat and clean.

After glancing around again, Ping An's gaze turned back to the flask on the couch table, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Is it a coincidence?

walked forward, grabbed it, and immediately spilled a lot of wine from the full flask.

At this time, looking at Ping'an, the uncertainty on his face had already turned into affirmation, this pot of wine was so familiar to him, even to the point that he could judge it just by smelling it.

Ma family brewing!

Suddenly reacted to the peace, turned around and wanted to ask the next person who brought him, but unfortunately the next person had already left without knowing when.

He was the only one left in the room, and his expression gradually became bitter.

Compared with this, is An Gongzi's words just now still a threat?

I'm still too naïve, this is a small thing!

But then, his expression became colder and colder, and finally turned into biting ice.

It's a good way to do it!

However, no matter what your ultimate goal is, it's best not to mess with me, or I won't be polite!

A feeling of being discovered by others completely crushed the feeling of giving a sword in Ping'an's heart, and at this moment, the relationship between the two is not even comparable to that of a one-armed strong man who has had a conflict.

After attributing Gongzi An to someone who needs to be on guard at all times, Ping An took a few deep breaths before slowly calming down, and as for the Ma family's exclusive brewing, he no longer paid attention to it.

It's just that what he didn't notice was that because of yesterday's trip to the valley, his mood was constantly changing.

Found a cushion, sat cross-legged, and secretly calculated to himself, there is still some time left, and he must adjust his state as soon as possible.

The first is the biggest hidden danger in the body, yin.

Although he had absorbed some goblin fruits in the valley before, the old man Xuanjing had said that it was impossible to completely eradicate them with the ones he had absorbed.

Even if it doesn't show any signs of eruption now, I can see its condition, and even the involuntary coughing in my chest has been reduced a lot.

But existence is existence, this time up the mountain, the stakes are very high, there is no room for sloppiness, fortunately, there is also the ice fairy fruit that Lingyu ventured to take.

Carefully took out the fruit with blue light from his arms, but after such a long time, the blue light on its body has faded a little, and it is no longer so eye-catching, and even its body seems to have shrunk a circle.

It's such a small fruit, and I don't know if it has an effect on Yin, and peace can't be determined at all, maybe the well-informed old man Xuanjing knows.

Just as he was about to ask Xuanjing, he suddenly thought that Xuanjing had not moved since he cast Xuanyuan Qingmeng, and he didn't know if he had fallen into a deep sleep again, which made him feel distressed.

I don't know if this Ice Fairy Fruit can get into the eyes of the old man Xuanjing?

This thought suddenly rose, and Ping An didn't care about the yin in his body, and there was only one thought left in his heart, that is, to offer it to the old man Xuanjing.

But how to worship has become the biggest difficulty in front of him, and before Xuanjing fell asleep, Ping An completely forgot about this problem.

Looking at the Ice Fairy Fruit in his hand blankly, Ping An had no idea for a while, seeing that the blue light on the Ice Fairy Fruit was getting weaker and weaker, finally, Ping An made a decision and threw it into his mouth.

Completely contrary to the feeling of the goblin fruit entering the body, the first thing that came from the mouth was a cold feeling,

Before Ping An could even chew it, the Ice Fairy Fruit melted in his mouth and flowed down his throat to all parts of his body, and this coldness was within the range that his body could completely bear.

Far less violent than the goblin fruit, an extremely comfortable and gentle feeling quickly spread throughout the body.

Taking a deep breath, Ping An suddenly felt that the breath he inhaled was incomparably fresh, and his whole body was a lot more relaxed, especially the dull feeling of congestion in his chest, which seemed to be much smoother in an instant.

Is it Yin?

"Ahh

Whether it was or not, Ping An wanted to yell a few times happily at this moment, but this feeling came and went quickly, and after only a moment, it disappeared completely.

It may be that the medicinal effect of the Ice Fairy Fruit is too shallow, and Ping An has a lot of regrets in his heart, but what he didn't notice is that in fact, most of the Ice Fairy Fruit has silently gathered on his mind.

After waiting for a while, this strange feeling never returned, and Ping An finally had no choice but to give up, and then turned his gaze to the long box placed beside him, the ink blade.

The first time I stroked the sword body, it was slightly cool to start, as if I was in a peaceful mood now, and I danced a sword flower at will, and the cold light flashed, bringing up bursts of sword shadows whistling, it was a good sword!

Almost as soon as this thought appeared, Ping An suddenly noticed a throbbing in his heart, and then a black shadow flew out in an instant, slamming into the ink blade in his hand.

It's the Xuanjing, when Ping'an just saw its appearance clearly, he only heard the sound of "bell", and a strong force came in his hand, and the ink blade could no longer hold it, and flew away.

In mid-air, the tip of the sword turned downward, and finally plunged straight into the couch on the ground, submerging half of its body.

Ignoring the ink blade that hadn't been covered with heat, he stood up peacefully and asked eagerly towards Xuanjing,

"Senior, are you alright?"

Xuanjing didn't pay attention to him, and with a "whoosh", it burrowed into his body and disappeared again.

What's going on, where did the guy who babbled and called himself an old man go?

Wait, is it trying to test the ink blade?

Ping An couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart, regardless of him, yes or no, a try to know, Ping An who sat down again learned the appearance of the previous spirit, crossed his knees and legs, closed his eyes, and tried his hands to imitate his gestures, stretched out his fingers, clenched his fists, and palms, and every movement was as extreme as possible,

After I don't know how many times I failed, I finally did it safely and completely, opened my eyes violently, and yelled:

"Taishang Mingming, now!"

"Hum", there was a throbbing in the heart, taking advantage of this opportunity, Ping An immediately felt the changes in his body, only to see the original invisible mirror slowly appeared,

Although it was only a blink of an eye, Ping An still noticed it from Xuanjing, it seemed to have recovered a little more than when it first cast Taishang Mingming, and a vague sword shadow on it flashed away, like an ink blade.

Some things can't be judged only by what they get on the surface, and in short, Ping An is very satisfied with the result, even if he almost pays the price of exhaustion.

After resting for a long time, Ping'an, who came back from his mind, suddenly saw the ink blade still stuck in the ground, and his heart was shocked, so he hurriedly got up and stepped forward quickly, and pulled out the short sword with all his might.

Fortunately, fortunately, the ink blade did not take any damage,

But this sudden blow really made him feel distressed, caressing the sword body, I don't know if he was too happy in his heart, accidentally, his finger was cut by the sharp blade of the ink blade,

A drop of blood dripped down the sword body, but it was quickly absorbed by its shallow blood trough, and the body and mind were all attracted by the ink blade to withstand the test of the Xuanjing, and Ping An didn't care about this at all.

I didn't see the seven-star Beidou of the sword body, it was imperceptibly dimmed, and I only loved the ink blade more in my heart.

Time passed in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, when the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded the entire Mount Tai again, he sat cross-legged in the room for a long time, and got the invitation of the next person to attend the dinner held by An Gongzi today.

For the dinner, to be honest, Ping An didn't have much interest, he was more concerned about who he would go up the mountain with this time?

Walking out of the room, before the day and night intersect on the horizon, the clouds bloom with their last brilliance, slowly disappearing behind the mountain, like a fire in the flawlessness, it looks not perfect, it looks like there will be rain tonight!

Ping An calmed down his good mood, took a deep breath, and under the guidance of his subordinates, he followed the corridor to the backyard of this whole row of houses, where there was an independent hall.

Completely different from the previous row house, this hall house is less simple and elegant, more gaudy and luxurious, vermilion lacquer, whitewashed, I don't know if it has just been built.

Entering the house, a large round table that can accommodate more than a dozen people to dine together is placed in the center, and the sumptuous delicacies have been placed on the table, except for a few subordinates on both sides, only An Gongzi sitting on the main seat is left in the room, and Ping An is the first to arrive.

Seeing that peace was coming, An Gongzi's enthusiasm was undiminished, he stood up, stepped forward in person, grabbed Ping'an's arm, and wanted to give him up to the throne.

At this moment, Ping An thought about what he would do if he really followed the trend and sat on the main seat.

Do you want to deliberately disgust him and avenge this threat?

But thinking about it, as a guest, Ping An didn't dare to take the lead, and after a polite push, Gongzi An no longer insisted on it, and arranged him in his left-hand position as if he didn't care.

For this position, Ping An is even clearer, Qin attacked Zhou Li, and paid attention to Shangzuo Zundong, he understood this truth, how could he not know?

Then his arrangement is a little patient, this is to play tricks on me again!

Ping An snorted coldly in his heart, this time I want to see what tricks you can play!

continued to excuse quietly, until An Gongzi's face turned blank and his face was displeased,

"You and my brothers, regardless of each other, listen to the arrangement of brothers!"

He only half-pushed and half-obeyed the other party's wishes, and at the same time, the only remaining good impression of An Gongzi in his heart was completely gone.

The two chatted for a while, and finally the second person at the dinner party appeared, a one-armed figure, and you didn't have to guess who it was.

"Lord Jane, please!"

Gongzi An had already taken the first step to get up to greet him, and he was also an acquaintance, so Ping An naturally didn't turn a blind eye, stood up, and hugged his fist at the other party.

Unexpectedly, the one-armed strong man just glanced at An Gongzi, turned his head to look at Ping'an, nodded lightly, and didn't speak,

I casually found a place to lean against the door, poured a glass of wine as if no one was around, and drank it to myself.

Seeing this, An Gongzi's eyes flashed with an imperceptible ruthlessness, but when he turned his head to look at Ping'an, in Ping'an's eyes, there was only a wry smile that there was no way.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of dense footsteps outside, followed by a hearty laughter, full of energy, and followed,

"Haha, Gongzi An, Huang is late, I've kept you waiting!"

In the blink of an eye, a short and delicate young man with a sword in his hand appeared at the door, but he stopped at the door and did not enter the house.

His glittering eyes kept looking around, and every corner of the room, including everyone, was quickly swept around by him.

Then he took a step back and shouted:

"Huang Ye has arrived!"

As soon as the words fell, a rich figure beside him, who was not much taller than him, but was full of fat, walked over slowly.

This is the right man!

Seeing the visitor, An Gongzi's eyes lit up, and he walked up quickly, and said loudly as he walked:

"When I looked up and saw the magpie this morning, I knew that there was going to be a distinguished guest, but I didn't expect it to be Boss Huang in person, and I felt honored and honored!"

As he spoke, he turned to the servant who was waiting and shouted:

"Haven't seen Boss Huang yet?"

"Respectfully Boss Huang!"

The subordinates bowed in unison, and such a flattering scene made the visitors very useful, and they laughed again.