Chapter 3: The Magician's Yin and Yang Crown (II)

The third is a little late, sorry. Trouble book friends who haven't collected it yet.,By the way, vote for some recommendation support.,Thank you.。

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With the changes in Yang Lao's body, the temperature of the surrounding air is rising sharply, and the rolling heat wave makes Ji's eyes weak for a while.

Yang Lao was very satisfied with Ji Dong's surprised expression, smiled slightly, and said, "How is it? Now I am qualified to taste your wine? Don't worry, I am not threatening you, I just want to tell you that I have the ability to change your life." My name is Yang Bingtian, and I am the dean of the Lihuo Academy in Lihuo City. The seventh-level grand master of the five-crown yang crown propylene fire system. ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and the white crown on his head slowly floated out and landed on top of his palm, but it did not materialize, but slowly swirled on his palm. Only then did Ji Dong see clearly that on the nine triangular tips of the crown, the five on the front were all imprinted with flame patterns. The last four don't. Could these five flame patterns be the five crowns he said?

Ji Dong pointed to the crown on Yang Lao's hand, and said a little sluggishly: "Can you tell me first, what is this? Also, what do you mean by the five-crown Yang Crown Cinghuo seventh-level great master? I don't understand." ”

This time it was Yang Bingtian's turn to be surprised, he looked at Ji Dong with wide eyes, as if he was looking at some monster, "You, you don't even know the Demon Yin Yang Crown." ”

It's so hot, it's so hot, Ji Dong only felt that the scene in front of him was getting more and more blurry, and the feeling of lightheadedness made his body shake slightly, but he still shook his head and muttered, "I don't know." ”

Yang Bingtian's eyes showed a hint of abruptness, "No wonder you don't know, begging for a living every day, you may not have been exposed to this level." Hey, what's wrong with you, little brother......"

Ji Dong's body no longer allowed him to hold on, he hadn't eaten a good meal in the past month, plus his body was already weak, and his concentration in the previous bartending had almost exhausted his physical strength, and at this time, he was baked by the scorching heat in front of him, and as soon as it was dark in front of him, he collapsed. The last feeling is that my body seems to have been caught by someone and has not been smashed on the hard ground.

When Yang Bingtian caught Ji Dong's body, the vision on his body had disappeared, and he felt the weak blood in Ji Dong's body, and sighed lightly, "This kid seems to be a poor person, but I don't know why he can make such a peculiar cocktail at such a young age, is it a down-and-out aristocratic child? Take him back first." At that moment, he picked up Ji Dong's body, his feet moved slightly, and after a few blinks, he had disappeared at the end of the street.

Groggy and didn't know how long he had been asleep, Ji Dong gradually regained consciousness. The rich aroma accompanied by the breath stimulated his keen sense of smell, which was ...... , the taste of chicken broth?

Slowly opened his eyes, the feeling of weakness and weakness did not disappear completely because of sleep, and when he looked closely, Ji Dong found that he was lying in a strange place.

The window is bright and clean, very tidy, the room is not very big, about 20 square meters, it is not luxurious, only simple decoration, the most attractive thing is the mural on the roof, it is a lifelike fire phoenix, the whole body is fiery red, looking forward to the posture, the wings do vibration, as if to break through the sky. The edges of the fiery red pattern were golden, similar to when he saw Yang Bingtian release red light before he fell unconscious. At this time, Ji Dong also came to his senses, it turned out that the light and shadow that appeared behind Yang Bingtian before was the fire phoenix!

"You're awake. Yang Bingtian's gentle voice sounded, Ji Dong supported his body and sat up, only to see Yang Bingtian sitting on the other side of the table next to the bed, with a casserole on the table, as well as a plate of sauce meat and two steamed buns. Looking down at himself again, I don't know when, the dirt on my body has been washed away, and I have changed into clean clothes, and the long-lost refreshing feeling can't help but lift my spirits.

Looking at the food on the table, Ji Dong said, "These are for me?"

Yang Bingtian smiled and bowed, "Eat something first, your body is very weak." ”

Ji Dong was not polite, picked up the empty bowl on the table, opened the casserole, and knew that it was a pot of chicken soup without looking at him, and his nose had already told him the answer.

To Yang Bingtian's surprise, although Ji Dong was obviously very hungry, he was not in a hurry at all when he was eating, he tore the steamed buns little by little and sent them to his mouth, only half of them stopped after eating, and only ate three or four thin slices of sauce meat. I drank two bowls of chicken soup. Although his eating movements are not as noble and elegant as those of the aristocracy, his natural movements give people a very harmonious feeling.

"Why don't you eat more?" asked Yang Bingtian.

Ji shook his head, "I haven't eaten a serious meal for a long time, there is too little oil and water in my stomach, and eating too much is not good for my health." ”

After stopping Ji Dong's words, Yang Bingtian couldn't help but feel a little more surprised in his heart, this kid's mentality is really mature!, "Would you like to tell me about you?"

Ji Dong looked at Xiang Yang Bingtian, two bowls of hot chicken soup into his stomach, the warm feeling drove away the feeling of weakness a little, and he seemed to have a little strength in his body, "There is nothing to say, I come from a family that is in love with wine, and I ended up here after the family was broken." Are you wondering why I'm bartending, it's simple, family heirloom. ”

Long before yesterday's action, Ji Dong had thought of a rhetoric, the more he said, the easier it was to reveal his flaws, and it was better to say less. He never thought that his words would not make Yang Bingtian suspicious, but what about doubt? His purpose was not his identity.

Sure enough, after listening to Ji Dong's words, Yang Bingtian frowned slightly, and looked at Ji Dong carefully for a long time, but it was difficult for him to see anything from the blandness of excitement with a bit of pride and sadness.

"It seems that you are a miserable child. ”

Ji moved his hands on the table and said in a deep voice, "I don't need mercy. You brought me back just to ask me to mix for you. ”

Yang Bingtian looked at him with a smile, "Then would you like to?"

Ji Dong said: "You tell me first, what happened to those changes in your body yesterday, and what is the Yin Yang Crown of the Demon Master?"