Reincarnation diagram.

Laifu looked at the Soul Eater in the small space with bright eyes, it grinned and said to the Soul Eater with a smile that he thought was handsome:

"Little bug, although you are also at the level of a divine beast, the way you improve your strength is quite special, I guess you have also discovered it, right?"

The Soul Eater looked at the blessing in front of him, and let out a voice like a child's:

"You—You're a Sky Devouring Divine Beast? Although my strength is low, if you eat me, the master will not let you go! ”

"Don't be nervous, we are all the same master, I am looking for you this time to want you to cooperate with me. As long as you are obedient, I guarantee that the high-level divine soul will let you devour enough! The strength can also be improved to the True Immortal, or even the Golden Immortal Realm."

At this time, Laifu is like a weird Shu who uses a lollipop to lure little Lori, and the corners of his mouth are still drooling.

However, improving its strength is indeed attractive to the Soul Eater, and before it has played a few roles by its master's side, its ability was replaced by the Bagua Mirror, and finally given to the master mother.

After following the master's mother, it was even more miserable, not even a single spirit was absorbed, and in the end he could only enter a semi-sleepy state of retreat.

The one in front of him was the Heaven Devouring Divine Beast, but he also said that he was the same master as himself, so he shouldn't harm himself.

"How to cooperate?"

"It's very simple, I'm going to separate a wisp of divine soul attached to your body, let's go to the demon world, and when you get to the demon world, Brother Fu will take you to eat and drink spicy food, and the divine soul of all kinds of monsters is enough, as long as you listen to my command throughout the whole process."

Zeng Qingfeng arrived at the door of the main hall where the child lived, and pushed the door directly in.

Because Chang'an City is not peaceful, the two children live in the same palace, but not in the same room.

After he entered, he found that Yihan was playing with the wood carving he had given, but Zhiyuan was concentrating on practicing calligraphy on the side.

"Daddy!"

"Yihan, you see that my brother knows how to practice calligraphy, how do you know how to play?"

Zeng Qingfeng reprimanded in his mouth, but there was no trace of blame in his tone.

Yihan also knew that his father was not really angry, so he was not afraid, but turned his head and said with a smile:

"Daddy, my brother is more diligent because he doesn't practice well, and I write better than my brother, so I don't have to practice!"

Zhiyuan, who was practicing calligraphy, shook his hand, and the words he had just written were pulled out for a long time, he raised his head and glanced at his sister, and then continued to practice calligraphy.

Zeng Qingfeng couldn't cry or laugh, stretched out his hand and knocked on Yihan's head and said:

"My brother writes much better than you, are you lazy?"

"Hmph, Daddy beat me and ignored you!"

Yihan pursed his lips and looked angry.

With her porcelain doll-like delicate appearance, it looks very cute.

Zeng Qingfeng was reluctant to exert himself, knowing that his daughter was coquettish, so he took out the sugar gourd and said:

"Okay, okay, Daddy won't beat you in the future, come and eat sugar gourd."

"Hee-hee, it's pretty much the same, Daddy's food is the best!"

Yihan changed his face faster than turning a book, and immediately took the sugar gourd and took a bite.

Zeng Qingfeng gave Zhiyuan a bunch of the remaining two strings of sugar gourds and ate them himself.

The strength of the two little guys increased dramatically after taking a bite before, but this time the sugar gourd did not show any symptoms after eating it, which made Zeng Qingfeng also breathe a sigh of relief.

Well, it seems that I am overthinking it.

Watching the two children finish eating the sugar gourd with relish, Zeng Qingfeng also heard Xiao Ling's call:

"Master, Rifles is done, you can let it out."

"Oh?"

Zeng Qingfeng suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly released his blessing.

"Wangwang."

As soon as Laifu came out, he wagged his tail and rubbed on Zeng Qingfeng's legs, Zeng Qingfeng used his 'True Eye' to observe, but he didn't find any treasures in his body.

"Huh? Why isn't there even a light this time? Is it that the time is not up or that you have eaten too little? ”

Zeng Qingfeng now believes that Laifu is not an ordinary dog, but he senses that this product does not have any aura fluctuations and strong breath, and he feels that it is not as awesome as the system boasts.

Could it be that the role of this goods is not to fight, but to produce treasures?

Heaven-swallowing beast, this name is really popular, to put it bluntly, it's a foodie!

He touched his chin, not knowing what the problem was, but now it was determined that it was not the demon eater who could produce the treasure.

That's right!

Zeng Qingfeng's eyes lit up, then he looked at his daughter and said:

"Yihan, did you eat a lot of chicken butts for Laifu before?"

"Yes, Daddy, Laifu likes to eat!"

Hearing the little master's words, Laifu suddenly stumbled: I don't want to eat it! It's the little master, can you break my mouth and plug it?

He even threatened that if I didn't eat it, I would let my owner kill me and eat dog meat, or I could pretend to like it?

However, Zeng Qingfeng suddenly felt that he had found the root of the problem, and he said to Yihan:

"Wait a while, tell the imperial kitchen, prepare dozens of no, prepare hundreds of chicken butts for Laifu! As long as it can eat, let it eat with its stomach open. ”

As a forging master and alchemist, he felt that the same principle was true for the production of artifacts by Laifu, and that some things needed to be combined to produce qualitative changes and form a new item.

The reason why Laifu does not have a production artifact should be that the formula is almost there.

Didn't you eat chicken butts every day, and then eat the artifact produced by the demons?

Now that I have eaten the demons, I don't react, maybe it will be enough to add chicken butts.

Laifu wanted to cry without tears at this time: The Heaven Swallowing Divine Beast with me only has the life of eating chicken butts, right?

(I object)

Yihan heard Laifu's cry, and immediately clapped his hands and said:

"Daddy, look, how happy I am to hear that there is a chicken butt to eat!"

"En, then you will bring blessing to the imperial kitchen later, Daddy still has something to go out to deal with, and I will come back to see you later."

Rifle: Which of your eyes saw me happy?

After Zeng Qingfeng finished speaking, he turned his head to Laifu and said:

"Laifu, I know you can understand, wait for you to open up and eat, you're welcome. If you still can't give birth to an artifact, I'll give you a disembowelment and study what is going on. ”

Hearing this, Laifu couldn't help but shudder, watching his master disappear outside the door, he quietly laid down a soundproof barrier, and then-

"Who's a fan of chicken butts?" I can't produce an artifact if I eat 10 million chicken butts! It's pretty much the same to produce a few farts.)"

Yihan saw Laifu screaming at the door, and hurriedly walked over and put his arms around its neck and said:

"You don't have to thank Daddy, I'll take you to the imperial kitchen to eat chicken butts."

After she finished speaking, she dragged Rifle's hair and walked out of the door, Rifu could only remove the soundproof barrier, and followed the little master out with a black dog face.

Zeng Qingfeng originally wanted to check the situation at the seal, after all, where is the Demon Realm Passage, there may be monsters at any time, and he can rest assured if he goes to see it every day.

But just a few steps away, a simple little eunuch hurriedly walked over:

"Emperor, it's not good, our Lord Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, was just assassinated halfway through!"

"What? Now there are still people who dare to attack the officials of our Tang Kingdom? ”

Zeng Qingfeng's face sank when he heard this, no matter who made the shot, he would make the other party regret everything he did today.

The eunuch said with some anger:

"Emperor, just now the slave asked, the killer who assassinated Lord Yuan is like the style of Four Seasons Hall, and now even many overseas forces know your prestige, whether it was done by Four Seasons Hall or not, Jin Yiwei has already gone to investigate"

"Four Seasons Hall? I almost forgot about them! Zeng Qingfeng's eyes showed anger: "Let them live for a few more days, don't take the opportunity to run away, and dare to continue to commit murder to the officials of my Tang Kingdom, it's really impatient!" ”

The little eunuch said with some hesitation:

"Emperor, it is not clear whether they did it yet, and maybe someone deliberately planted it and said that it is not necessarily."

"You don't need evidence to deal with them! You go to Jinyi Wei to pass on my instructions, continue to investigate the clues, and I will go to the Four Seasons Hall to settle accounts first! ”

Before, the people of the Four Seasons Hall dared to do it at his and Wu Meier's wedding, and he had long wanted to clean up the people of the Four Seasons Hall.

Because there were too many things at that time, the strength was not enough on the one hand, and I was afraid that it would be difficult for people to deal with the headquarters of the Four Seasons Hall, so the Four Seasons Hall existed for a few more days.

I didn't expect that before they could do it, they were already impatient and took the lead.

Zeng Qingfeng's figure flashed after speaking, and the next moment he appeared on a lively street in Chang'an City.

Chang'an City is expensive, and it is not a problem for Four Seasons Hall to have a large mansion facing the street in a more lively place.

There is a spacious shop on the street, and if you are an ordinary person, you will think it is a pawnshop or an antique shop.

But those who really know the details of the Four Seasons Hall will find a way to enter the backyard, which is the core of the Four Seasons Hall.

Not only can you obtain information, release some quests to buy medicinal materials, assassination, escort and other tasks, but you can also spend money to buy a lot of things that cannot be bought on the market.

To put it simply, as long as you have money, Four Seasons Hall can do anything for you.

After Zeng Qingfeng appeared in the store, a young man with a long camera immediately greeted him:

"This son, do you want to see antiques?"

"No, my roof is leaking, find someone to fix it."

Hearing Zeng Qingfeng's words, the young man was obviously stunned, and when he looked closely, he didn't recognize Zeng Qingfeng after the disguise, and he only felt very angry.

But when he heard the code, he still said respectfully:

"Childe, please!"

Zeng Qingfeng has been reincarnated for 10,000 years, and he knows that the code here is normal.

Even if the young man doesn't lead the way, he knows what the process is inside.

Walking to the back courtyard, two people from the Venerable Realm were guarding the door of a room, and the two of them just glanced at Zeng Qingfeng and did not interrogate.

"Childe, if you need anything, you can just talk to Elder Yu inside, if he can't be the master, the shopkeeper will talk to you personally."

"Okay, you go out first!"

After Zeng Qingfeng finished speaking, he walked in with a grin, and the layout inside was very simple, it was a chair.

In front of the chair was a huge white cloth, and he sat on the chair, and an old voice came from behind the white cloth:

"This son, are you here to post a task, or to receive a task?"

"Take the mission!"

The corners of Zeng Qingfeng's mouth curled: "May I ask-—— what price does it cost to uproot your Four Seasons Hall?" ”

The author drives an online car-hailing service, and may run outside for more than ten hours a day, so the update time is limited. When you have nothing to do, you have to pay attention to the writer's backstage, and if you have the ability to support it, you can increase the heat and popularity by giving votes, comments and praises without votes. The data is good, I'll come back early to update, but the data has declined significantly in the past two days, and I can only make more money with sports cars, this chapter is rushed out with my mobile phone while I am eating and charging time, and I will update it when I come back in the evening. We all know that the author has cut a lot of books, and it is indeed better to go out more sports cars if there is no money to make, and the world of adults is not easy.

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