When Mo Liunian heard this, he immediately said, "I'll take you to get it." ”

Back in the room, find the needlework basket, Mo Liunian saw that Banxian Yao sewed it crookedly, and when he saw that he hadn't done these things, he said, "I'll sew it for you." ”

Banxian Yao handed over the clothes and needlework, Mo Liunian likes embroidery, picked up a needle, wound the gold thread, passed through the eye of the needle, tied a small knot, and the pattern of the peony was clear to him.

Then Mo Liunian sewed with a needle and needle, and wore it carefully.

After taking over the needle and thread and clothes, Mo Liunian shook off his clothes, and Mo Liunian only felt that the material was soft, which was obviously a superior product.

The neckline and skirt are embroidered with bluegrass, which is very delicate.

But none of these are as good as the color of the skirt, like the sky at the beginning of the morning light, the thinnest and most transparent layer of blue.

I took a closer look, the clothes were light blue Hangzhou silk bottom, embroidered with a half-open pink water lily, although the artistic conception was a little immature, the stitches were also very fine, that is, the yellow stamens, all embroidered exquisitely.

In this way, Mo Liunian began to lower his head, and at this time Mo Liunian was mending embroidery, and suddenly went into the state, stitch by stitch, stitch by stitch, and the inside was strong.

Pick and pick thorns, when is the silk satin on that side, embroidered a lot of crimson flowers scattered all over the sky.

Mo Liunian sewed the clothes very quickly, and she rusted a small flower where it was broken, which was not damaged but also very beautiful.

"Okay, let's see. ”

After Mo Liunian took out the last stitch, he handed over the snow-satin clothes.

Banxian Yao looked at the damaged part of his clothes, and a small flower embroidered with red gold thread appeared, with buds waiting to be released, and the petals that seemed to have not opened were lingering with rare dewdrops, which were faint and gorgeous, and knew that this was Shu embroidered ice silk yarn, which was hard to find, and Banxian Yiye was very surprised.

The faint needle, the needle, the needle, the sand needle, the cover needle, etc., are neatly stitched, the wire is bright, tight and soft, and the car is screwed to the home.

All kinds of stitches are staggered, varied, or thick and thin, or virtual and real, and the yin and yang are fully expressed.

This skill is not only good at embroidering flowers, birds, insects and fish, but also good at expressing the majestic landscape scene, and the portrayal of the characters is also realistic and expressive.

The needle embroidery technique can be described as superb, and the cross spiral needle that expresses the texture, the virtual and real coverage, etc., can be described as exquisite!

Banxianyi also knows that Shu embroidery often uses halo needles to express the texture of embroidery, reflect the light, color and shape of the embroidery, and embroider the embroidery vividly.

The techniques of halo, yarn, rolling, hiding, and cutting, with needles instead of pens, and threads as ink, make the embroidered patterns smooth and soft.

It not only adds the moistness of the pen and ink, but also has a smooth and transparent texture.

Banxian Yao took it and looked at it, and really couldn't find anything wrong, so she said, "As soon as my eldest brother comes, are you here?"

Banxian Yao didn't have too much hostility for Mo Liunian's sake of embroidering and mending your own clothes, but she still felt a little guilty in her heart.

Mo Liunian said: "Almost." ”

Banxian Yao said: "My eldest brother is very good to you?"

Mo Liunian said: "Your eldest brother is very good to his friends. ”

Although this boss usually likes to take advantage and mess around, but to his friends, Mo Liunian clearly knows that he can spare his life for his friends at a critical moment.

Banxian Yao didn't say anything, and Xiao Banxian came to knock on the door: "Wu Biao is here, pack up and go to eat." ”

It's still Yuelai Restaurant, but unfortunately there is no Lao Chai's storytelling this time, and Wujian attracted a lot of attention when he entered the restaurant, and he didn't care at all.

At this time, a few people in the Yuelai Building are drinking a big bowl of tea with taste, there are regular customers, there are also raw people, who cares, the tea is scattered, which question comes from things.

At this moment, these people are in this quaint Yucheng, in this nostalgic teahouse, sipping a pot of tea, listening to a song, throwing away the streamer, and being an idler who lives in peace.

Now they are sitting in such a teahouse, sipping tea, listening to gossip, and the little half-fairy has a sense of returning to peace in his eyes.

The chatter of the surrounding people, the footsteps coming and going, and the sound of opera entering through the side door are all wonderful experiences for the little half-immortal who has experienced a trough.

As expected, there was already a lot of people on the stage, and the old chai who often told stories in this Yuelai Building was no longer there, and was replaced by another storyteller commenting on the book.

But this is obviously not as in-depth and sincere as Lao Chai said, because there are indeed many fewer guests in the Yuelai Building at this time.

The seven people here are all versatile, friendly and talkative characters, not to mention speculating with each other.

When going up the stairs, Wu Biao said: "It's really an evil door, more than 20 big living people disappeared overnight." ”

Hearing Wu Biao's words, Xiao Banxian could only stand there, his hands clenched into fists, and his nails kept digging deep into his palms, and he didn't realize it.

The little half-fairy of this matter clenched his fists tightly, the nails were deeply in the palm of his hand, and the slightest pain in the palm of his hand finally woke up the little half-fairy.

And the little half-immortal clenched his fists tightly, and when ordinary people were nervous or excited, they couldn't help but clench their fists.

In order not to let Wu Biao see through his heart, he deliberately spread his hands, but the palm of Xiao Banxian's back was still trembling slightly.

This little half-immortal must help them avenge!

There seems to be infinite power scattered under the whole world, within a city, and among one.

If you want to avenge them, the little half-immortal must improve the Dao law again, with the current Taoism of the little half-immortal, it is already powerless against the thousand-year-old demon, not to mention that the subordinates of the people behind the scenes are actually more than a thousand-year-old demon.

At this time, if the little half-immortal also knows that his Taoism must be refined and progressive, the little half-immortal must do something by himself.

And the little half-immortal also knew that he must live in advance, even if he can't live well, he must live, and the little half-immortal secretly made up his mind that he would never fall down before he avenged them!

Seeing that the little half-immortal didn't speak, Wu Biao didn't say more.

Wu Biao booked a big box, and after everyone sat down, Wu Biao ordered the food arrogantly, and his eyes lit up when he heard the name of the dish, and his saliva was about to flow out.

The silence of the little demi-fairy made his expression like a withered autumn leaf, and the little demi-fairy always felt guilty about what happened that night, and the little demi-fairy spent the past few days in remorse.

At this moment, the banquet entered a natural state, and Wu Biao also talked happily with everyone, especially between Ban Xianyi and Wu Biao.

The wine is endless, the dishes are one after the other, and the cousin in the white uniform, who can hold a plate on his arm, trots all the way, and sings the name of the dish loudly.

Ban Xianyi couldn't stand it, and motioned to him with his eyes to converge.

Although these dishes are the best in this restaurant, they are really not enough for the half-immortal sisters and brothers who were born and grew up in the capital, and the half-immortal Yao occasionally sandwiched a chopstick and ate very reservedly.

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