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The man immediately showed ecstasy, he thanked Lin Sen deeply, and immediately ran back to the carriage, sitting on the carriage at this time, his heart was pounding, he looked at the two things in his hand, and his eyes showed joy. The man named Xu Qing www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion, he didn't expect to come across such an ingenious thing when he went home to visit his uncle this time, you must know that his uncle's only hobby in this life is to like this kind of items. Whether it is a handicraft made of stone or iron, in short, no matter what material, as long as it is done well, it belongs to his favorite things. And Xu Qing's uncle is the city lord of Yancheng and the minister of the court. And Xu Qing is a person with a heart, if these two items are presented, his uncle will definitely appreciate him, thinking of this, Xu Qing immediately took a deep breath. The carriage galloped through the streets at great speed, but he wished it had been faster so that he could reach the main city as quickly as possible. After a long time, the carriage stopped, and Xu Qing immediately trotted into Yancheng. In the East Garden of the Mansion in the city, Xu Qing stopped outside a rather gorgeous palace and said loudly: "Xu Qing greets my uncle." After a while, a lazy voice came from the palace: "Xu Qing, you are here, what is there to talk about tomorrow, you are also tired today, hurry up and go down to rest!" Vaguely, Xu Qing heard a few songs and swallows in the hall, he hesitated, although it was inconvenient to disturb at the moment, but he was quite confident in the things in his arms, hesitated for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle, my nephew came this time, there is nothing important, but he found some exquisite handicrafts on the way, if my uncle sees it, he will be happy." There was silence in the hall for a while, and the voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction, and said: "Come in, how can I not know what you kid is doing this time, if what you take is not what you said, don't talk about going to Beijing to report on work." Xu Qing was quite confident, he hurriedly entered, only to see that in the palace, there was a large bed covered by a white veil falling from the ceiling, and a middle-aged man with a slightly pale face, half-naked, sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes were slightly gloomy. Xu Qing spread the package in his hand on the ground and opened it gently, revealing the flashing sharp hunting knife inside and the collar that exuded bursts of aura. The middle-aged man's gaze, the moment he saw these two items, suddenly sharpened, his body stood up suddenly, he walked down quickly, grabbed it with his right hand, and already held the two objects in his hand. When Xu Qing was about to remind, the middle-aged man exclaimed, and then turned his right hand, and the two things disappeared in his hand, his eyes flashed with a strong light, and he laughed: "Very good, Xu Qing, you have done a great job this time!" As he spoke, he patted a seemingly ordinary pocket on his waist, and suddenly a purple gas emanated from it, wrapping his whole body and then dispersed, only to see that the middle-aged man was still wearing a purple robe at this time. When the purple robe surged, a breeze blew, and the white veil on the big bed was lifted, revealing two wonderful ** in the two coquettish voices. Xu Qing's eyes glanced at him involuntarily, and after swallowing a mouthful of spit, he immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to look again. Xu Qing's uncle is not an ordinary person, but a monk, he worshipped a monk as a teacher many years ago, but his cultivation is not high, only the seventh layer of the Qi refining period. But even so, he could see at a glance that the two things Xu Qing had dedicated, the spiritual power contained in them was amazing, and they were not extraordinary at a glance. He glanced at Xu Qing, Xu Qing's eyes were seen by him just now, so he smiled and said: "Jiao'e, you belong to Xu Qing today!" A coquettish anger came out of the bed, and suddenly a Miaoman's body walked down from the bed, she was wearing a tulle, wrapped in a looming delicate body, especially in three sensitive areas, looming, and Xu Qing's body suddenly became hot. The woman pulled the stunned Xu Qing and left from the side door. The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly walked towards the west garden of the main hall. At this moment, outside the Xiyuan Palace, there were rows of guards, and the moment these guards saw the middle-aged man, they immediately knelt down on one knee, and the middle-aged man hurried over and walked directly into the main hall. I saw that in the hall, there were two desks, one black and one white, and two monks in Taoist robes, sitting behind them. In front of the two, there are beautiful and moving singers who are twisting their slender waists and dancing. Among them, the monk in a black robe kept his eyes closed, turning a deaf ear to the singer. The white-robed friar, on the other hand, looked at the lead dancer in the middle with a smile. Above the main hall, there sat an obscene-looking old man, who stared at the sturdy twin peaks of each singer, and suddenly showed a hint of lust in his mind. After the middle-aged man entered the main hall, the old man laughed and said, "My lord is no longer in the palace to have fun, why did he come to the teacher?" The middle-aged man saluted the two monks respectfully, then looked at the old man, and said, "Master, look!" As he spoke, he flipped his right hand, and suddenly the hunting knife and iron collar floated in the air. The white-robed monk stood up suddenly, came to the two objects with one step, took a closer look, gasped, and said, "This is" "This is a mid-level magic weapon!" The black-robed monk who had always closed his eyes opened his eyes at this time, revealing a strange glow, and said slowly. The old man sitting on the main seat stared at the two objects, grabbed it with his right hand, and suddenly the hunting knife and iron collar were grabbed by him. The moment he picked up the hunting knife, a sudden vicissitudes of life rushed to his face, and the strength of this breath shocked his heart, and he was shocked and quickly let go of his hand. The higher the cultivation level of the utensils made by Lin Sen, the greater the feeling, on the contrary, if it is a mortal, it will have no effect. "This thing is absolutely extraordinary, and the spiritual power contained in it is so strong that even an old man is difficult to control, Xu Rong, where did you get these two things!" the old man looked solemn and immediately asked. "This thing is from the disciple's nephew, the disciple is going to ask!" The middle-aged man finished speaking and left in a hurry. That night, Lin Sen sat on the bed in his own bunk, and there was a wine jug beside him, and he picked it up from time to time to take a sip. Nowadays, he rarely meditates and vomits, but before this was impossible, in the escape and killing at that time, he used his spiritual power almost all the time, and used all means to improve his cultivation, he lived in a world full of dangers, the weak eat the strong, and the slightest carelessness would end up in the end of the Dao and die. He had never slept on such a lie down, even in the middle of the night, only in flight and meditation. This kind of life is crippled and extreme, and in the long run, it will inevitably be detrimental to cultivation, and it is very likely that it will go to extremes and become a tool of killing entirely. And now, Lin Sen's life does not have any fighting, although it is dull, but it is comfortable. This feeling, at first, Lin Sen was extremely unfamiliar, but as time passed, his mentality gradually accepted the status quo and lived a mortal life. He thought about it carefully, picked up the wine jug, and after taking another sip, Lin Sen suddenly frowned.

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