The blue flames as big as a washbasin floated around the room, like ghost fire. The shadow nematodes appear wherever there are shadow nematodes, and the burning shadow nematodes squeak. It's so exciting. Finally, there is no need to run around anymore. Just stand in place and you can eliminate the shadow nematodes. This is what Ai Ming dreams of.

Cold marrow and Yin Fire are easy to use, Ai Ming exclaimed. By the way, can you capture the shadow nematode into the cold marrow and Yin Fire? Try it, I will collect it...

OK, all the shadow nematodes three feet away from the abbot of the flame were sucked in and turned into small black dots in the cold marrow Yin fire. But the problem is that there are too many shadow nematodes. In a short while, the blue flames have changed to black. What should I do? "Sister Lan, is it better, there are too many shadow nematodes in the cold marrow Yin fire, what should I do?" Ai Ming had no choice but to want Lan Ruo to ask for help.

"Young Master, have you just taught you the trick of taking characters? Why don't you use it?" Lan Ruo probably thought the shadow nematode was ugly, so he didn't come out of the golden buttons, and only sent a sound to Ai Ming to know.

Haha, so happy, forgot. I took a photo...

All the shadow nematodes in the flame were sucked into the cold jade bottle, freeing up space and giving them to the later shadow nematodes. Ai Ming was so happy that he cleaned all the shadow nematodes in the house in just half a day. Although most of his internal strength was consumed due to unskilled control, he was still very happy. He was better than before, so tired and deadly.

The cold jade bottle looks very small, but one of its functions is very similar to the Qiankun Ring, which is that it has a large space inside, and the things that are contained in it do not feel the weight, so even if it is installed so many shadow nematodes, it only accounts for one ten thousandth of the space inside it.

After the task was completed, Ai Ming took a breath and took the Hanyu bottle back into his body. As for the shadow nematodes taken in the Hanyu bottle, he should slowly refine them. After finishing his work, he was not in a hurry to leave. He was already exhausted after cleaning the house and was not in the mood to do anything else.

I walked to the front of the Wingman sculpture, looked up and admired the sculptor's magical skills again. I don't know what material the sculpture is made of, and it is not bad at all with the image of the real Wingman. Looking at the feathers and gloss, if I hadn't touched it myself, I would have thought it was a real Wingman. Another possibility is that this sculpture was originally a Wingman, but it was made into a specimen. Oh, oh, so pitiful.

Of course, this is just a random thought. I have seen a big scene and visited the homes of high-ranking officials and nobles. Their family has more or less biological specimens, and they have never seen such well-made specimens. Alas, baby, if it wasn't too big, it was too obvious, I really wanted to take it into the Qiankun Ring and steal it.

However, hehe, Ai Ming knocked the sculpture with his hand a few times and smiled sinisterly. Although he couldn't take it all away, he could just take some souvenirs. The feathers were so delicately carved, but they were a very good collectible. Besides, with such a hard texture, wouldn't it be very dazzling to use it to make magic weapons?

Where is the best place to pull? Of course, the feathers in conspicuous places cannot be pulled out, so it is not good to let people see it. Ai Ming circled around the Winged Man sculpture. OK, that's it, and his eyes focused on the tail part of the sculpture.

This place is so good, long enough, at least six feet from the root; wide enough, comparable to the width of the broadsword; hard enough, I think the feathers here should be the hardest, after all, it is the tail. Ai Ming got into the tail of the sculpture, and the one exposed on the outermost side naturally could not be pulled out. The feathers in the middle were too hard to stick out, so he had to pull out the innermost side.

It was really hard to pull it out. Ai Ming pinched the tail of the wing and pulled it hard, but he didn't pull it out. He didn't dare to use too much force, because the feathers on the edge of the tail of the wing were very sharp, and if you were not careful, you might cut your hand.

Can't really pull it off? Ai Ming scratched his head, it was so hard. No matter how hard it was, he had to pull it out. Who said he liked it? Take a closer look and there was a way. Take out a large piece of cloth from the Qiankun Ring, put it on the down feather, grab the feather at the base of the tail of the wing with both hands, use all the strength of his body, shouted loudly, and pulled it down...

Pull it off. After Ai Ming fell down by inertia, he held the pulled feather in his hand and smiled foolishly. After coming out from behind the sculpture's butt, Ai Ming took the feather in the sun and watched it carefully. It was really good. He had to say that he had vision. Although the feather was six feet long, it was light and had no weight. The feather tip was not sharp, a little round, and gradually spread at an acute angle of forty-five degrees, with about half a foot wide at the widest point; under the sunlight, the black feathers showed many

The big seven-color halo is very charming; the snow-white down feather is loose, just like a feather piece. If this feather is a sword, then the down feather is really a handguard. From one foot away from the tip of the feather to the tail end, it is like the middle ridge of a sword, which is extremely firm; the phalange has two grasps from the end of the down feather to the root of the feather, but it becomes a cylindrical shape, and then it is pulled inward, and to the bottom, it becomes a sharp cone.

This feather really looks like a big sword. I don’t know how hard and sharp it is. If it works, I will use it as a sword in the future. Ai Ming squinted his eyes and looked at the feather, intending in his heart.

"Where did the bold madman come from? He dared to pull out my husband's feathers? Is it a waste of life?"

Suddenly, a sound broke out from Ai Ming's ear, which made him dizzy and soft, and he sat on the ground. Who was talking? Why was it like thunder? It was so servant, and Ai Ming, who was dizzy, came to react at all. This voice was talking to him.

"You crazy guy, you dare to look down on me, come here for me." The owner of the voice saw that Ai Ming ignored him and sat on the ground in a daze. He couldn't help but be furious. As he thought, the invisible shackles tied Ai Ming tightly and hung it in front of him.

Ai Ming felt his body tightened and could not move. He flew upwards in the air. He screamed in fear, but found that he could not make any sound. He flew to the top of the sculpture before stopping. In a daze, he was shocked to find that the sculpture's eyes, which had been closed, were now open, dark, as if it was a bottomless black hole. The most terrifying thing was that the eyes were staring at him, and he could see the terrifying murderous aura from it.

"If you ask you, don't answer quickly, otherwise you will be nice." The voice sounded in Ai Ming's ear again, and the invisible shackles swung, making Ai Ming throw like a puppet, almost vomiting. At this time, Ai Ming realized that the voice was made by a sculpture, and it seemed to be directly reflected in his mind.

"Are you alive?" Ai Ming asked in a trembling voice. Only then did he feel something was wrong. The tiger's butt couldn't touch it. I think the tail of the winged man sculpture could not be pulled out.

"Nonsense, I'm not alive, is it a dead thing?" The sculpture was so angry that it made Ai Ming shake again.

Ai Ming, who was swayed and dizzy, finally spoke in a difficult manner: "Who are you?"

The sway stopped, and the sculpture was obviously attracted by this question and started thinking. In fact, the sculpture did not move at all, and didn't even blink, but Ai Ming really felt that he was thinking.

"I respect the Tufang Empire and respect Derui's patrol the sky, loyalty, righteousness, and righteousness, and the martial spirit and spirit bless the benevolence and bravery to protect the country and the sincere king of Anyang." The sculpture finally remembered and said proudly.

...What king? Ai Ming heard it, and the title of this king was too long, so how can people remember it. The sculpture obviously thought of this problem and said, "You can call me King Anyang." In fact, he didn't want to have such a long title, but he was a little older, and he lived longer than the emperor of the Tufang Empire. Every emperor who ascended the throne could not forget to add a few more words to his title, so it became so long. Moreover, he didn't know that his title of king has grown a little longer in recent years. It should be because of the heroes, heroes, respects, respects, derui, and patrols, loyalty, and righteousness, and gods, martial spirits, and heroes, and bravery, and bravery, and protect the country.

"Oh, it turns out that you are the famous King of Anyang. You have been admired for a long time. You are lucky. The youngest one is Ai Ming, the deacon of the Trustee of the Shenjiying Law and Staff." Ai Ming said flatteringly. His life is still in the hands of others, so how can he not flatter him? What he thought to himself was: "What King of Anyang, I have never heard of it, it's not self-proclaimed."

The King of Anyang was very proud. It turned out that someone still remembered himself. It was rare. No wonder he liked this kid. He flattered him. When he thought about it, he realized that he was off topic and couldn't help but be furious. He knew that he was King of Anyang and dared to pull out his feathers. It was obvious that this kid was right and wrong, not something. He couldn't help but sway Ai Ming again and said angrily: "Say, why are you trying to pull out my feathers?"

Ai Ming smiled apologized and said, "King of Anyang, the young man couldn't help but see that your feathers were so beautiful and luxurious. He made a mistake that he shouldn't have made. Forgive the young man, the young man would definitely not make it again."

The King of Anyang became proud again. It seemed that it was a sin to have good feathers. It was a sin to actually make a great young man degenerate. Forget it, this guy is very pleasing to him, let him go. After thinking about it, he loosened the invisible shackles and let Ai Ming go. Fortunately, Ai Ming was smart, and he was now facing down. When King of Anyang slaps him, he would fall from three or four meters away. If he doesn't die, he will have a concussion or something. Fortunately, he held his hands in time when he hit the ground and rolled with the flow, which resolved the crisis.

Ai Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't look at his hipster and smiled just now, and he felt so nervous. He couldn't move all over when he was held like this. He couldn't even use the most basic defensive spells. How could he not be nervous? Ai Ming was indeed lucky. If he knew what kind of person Anyang King was, he would definitely scare him to death.

Speaking of which, King Anyang is an amazing person, and he has already lived for a long time. He followed the founding emperor of the Tufang Empire to fight south and north, leading one side of the country, which can be said to be awesome and made great achievements in the establishment of the Tufang Empire. Especially his bloodthirsty personality made the enemy scared. More than five thousand years after the establishment of the Tufang Empire, he was still a nightmare for the enemy. Every time the enemy country thought he was dead, he always appeared on the battlefield majestic and gave the enemy a heavy blow. But in the next five thousand years, he appeared on the battlefield less and less, and his past comrades died. In sadness and disappointment, he disappeared in one or two thousand years. If someone knew that he was still alive, he would not know how big the storm would cause.

In fact, King Anyang did not have much disgust towards Ai Ming. He was just angry for losing face. Speaking of which, he had to thank Ai Ming. Now his whole body is rigid, his bloodline is blocked, and he cannot move at all. He was pulled out of his tail and itchy. It didn't hurt at all. Instead, he woke him up. Otherwise, he wouldn't know when he would wake up. The biggest possibility was that he couldn't wake up.

Ai Ming hurriedly turned over and knelt down, and slapped at the King of Anyang and said, "You are reckless and angry with the elders. You deserve to die. I hope the King of Anyang will forgive you." He is not stupid. The King of Anyang could not even move without moving. It shows that he is so capable that a hero should not suffer the loss in front of him. It is better to be respectful.

The King of Anyang was very satisfied. When he was old, he had a little childish temper and was always tolerant and generous to people or things he had liked. Although the boy in front of him was a little slippery, he was very fond of his appetite, so he no longer cared about it. He said, "Get up, little kowtower." He was in a good mood, so he naturally started to joke.

Ai Ming blew again, then stood up, stood there with his eyebrows down, not to mention being so honest. He was originally stupid, but occasionally he could use a few words of magic to make a great sense. Now he had no idea about the Anyang King in front of him, so how dare he speak randomly? If he said the wrong thing, be careful to fall on his head.

But the King of Anyang spoke first: "Are you a player, what's your name?"

Ai Ming was very surprised and looked up at Anyang King in horror. Could it be that this big guy is also a player? No, right? Who is so perverted? Not only does the Winged Man say that, he is still here to play a sculpture. "Are you a player too?"

The King of Anyang smiled and said, "Of course not, I am npc."

Is it npc? Then how did he know that he is a player? No, what if he knows that he is living in an illusory world and created by humans, what should he do if he gets angry? Ai Ming broke out in cold sweat and couldn't speak for a moment.

The King of Anyang could not see Ai Ming's little thoughts. After a smile, he said, "Don't worry, knowing that there are many NPCs for players, it's no big deal. For us, players are just passers-by in this world, and the real master is still our NPC. What's more, now the Wind Clouds and Wind Rain is already a fully intelligent and autonomous game. As long as the human network exists for one day, the Wind Clouds and Wind Rain will not collapse, so I won't be able to do anything to you, don't worry."

Oh, it's fine, no matter what else, Ai Ming relieved himself, laughed dryly, and said, "I have only been playing for a few days. I don't know there are so many reasons in it. Please forgive me if you want to do it."

King Anyang smiled and didn't take Ai Ming's words to heart, saying, "By the way, you have the aura of a yin man on you, who is it? Haven't you come out and see me?"

As soon as the King of Anyang finished speaking, Lan Ruo appeared in a clever way. Yingying bowed: "Little girl Lan Ruo, I have met her senior."

King Dale of Anyang was a popular figure when he was young. When he was old, although he had no ability, he still couldn't stand a beautiful woman. Although Lan Ruo's appearance was still different from some of the women he had seen, it was also a rare beautiful woman. How could he not make him happy? He quickly said, "Get up and talk, come on, raise your head and let me see what you look like." The implication is of course to take a good look at the appearance of this woman.

Lan Ruo didn't think so much. How could she think that the old man was old and still remained lustful. He raised his head and showed her beautiful appearance. It was really good. The King of Anyang said in his heart. The emperor of the Tufang Empire has been very good to him over the past two or three thousand years. There are many people assigned to serve him, but there is not a single woman. He is not so confused that he makes such a shameless request to the emperor. Now that he finally sees a beautiful woman, how can he not be excited?

"Okay, okay, it's such a smart woman. I don't have any good things, but I always have to give a gift for the meeting. Let me think about it, and I have it." As he said, a ball of silk appeared in front of Lan Ruo. "This thing is woven from the silk sprouted by the Xunfeng belt Wuliang crane. It is called Tianjingyao, which is most suitable for you to use. Take it."

Lan Ruo is not a short-sighted person. Although he has never seen this thing, he knows its beauty. Not everyone can go to the Xunfeng belt. If his cultivation is a little worse, he may be broken by the Xunfeng wind and his soul will be scattered. The Wulianghe relies specifically on the silk it spit to hunt down the creatures that survive in the Xunfeng belt. It can be seen that its silk is tough. The heavenly warp yarn is woven with this silk, which can be said to be a rare magic weapon at first sight. Lan Ruo is not polite. She likes the heavenly warp yarn so much. After saying thank you, she picked it up and put it in her arms.

Ai Ming was so envious of this. Why didn’t he have any gifts for meeting? He was so biased. No matter how he couldn’t, he had to get something. So he nodded and bowed to the King of Anyang and smiled: “Senior, what about me.”

The King of Anyang glanced at Ai Ming, ignored it, and took the feather that had just dropped on the ground to Ai Ming, and said, "Since you like my feather, I'll give it to you."

Ai Ming took it with a wry smile, thanked him, and stepped aside tactfully and carefully admired the feathers. He fell in love with it only when he saw that the feather was beautiful and very sharp. But he didn't know that the feather had a history of tens of thousands of years on the body of Anyang King. He was carefully cared for by the King of Anyang every day, and was no less than those famous divine weapons and blades.

The chat between King Anyang and Lan Ruo was rising, and laughter came to Ai Ming from time to time. At first, he was interested in listening to a few words, but after a long time, he was no longer interested, because they were all talking nonsense and didn't speak seriously. But they didn't dare to leave, so they had to pretend to be respectful and stand there thinking about their own thoughts. The shock to him today was too great. Unexpectedly, NPC also knew that they were in an illusory world and knew that there were players. If they said this, who would believe it?

Just as he was thinking, he felt someone pulling his sleeve. He looked up and saw that it was Lan Ruo. Lan Ruo said, "Young Master, what's wrong? The adoptive father asked you what he said."

Adopted father? What adoptive father? Ai Ming searched everywhere in a daze, and after a while, he woke up. No, was that the bird man accepted Lan Ruo as his adopted daughter?

"Boy Ai, why are you stunned?" The voice of King Anyang came from Ai Ming's head.

It seems to be true. Ai Ming doesn't know whether it is joy or sorrow, and this bird man doesn't know what his identity is. Is Lan Ruo suitable for him to be his adopted daughter? But looking at the appearance in front of him, he must not object. It turned out that the King of Anyang liked this delicate and understanding little girl more and more without chatting with Lan Ruo, and immediately expressed his desire to accept her as his adopted daughter. Lan Ruo also had a good impression of this kind elder, so he did not object. In this way, the two became father and daughter. But Ai Ming was thinking about his own thoughts at that time and didn't pay attention to it.

After thinking about it, I felt that there was no harm in this matter at the moment. If I really found a backer to be the king, it would be of great help to my future. So Ai Ming bent down respectfully and said, "I don't know what the adoptive father has to give."

The King of Anyang is funny. This boy Ai is too good at climbing. "I just accepted Lan Ruo as his adopted daughter, but I confiscated you. I can't afford to use the word "adopted father."

Ai Ming smiled awkwardly and said, "What I have taught you is that I don't know what instructions did you give me."

The King of Anyang thought for a while and said, "Forgot." There is no way. When a person gets old, his brain will naturally be difficult to do, and he forgets things faster.

Ai Ming almost fell to the ground, forgot? So fast. He turned his head to look at Lan Ruo, and saw Lan Ruo smiling at him without saying a word.

"Wait." King Anyang said, closing his eyes. Ai Ming stared at him with his energy, not knowing what he was doing. After a while, after suddenly hearing two very slight "slap" sounds, a stench came to him. What sound was, Ai Ming was very confused. After smelling the stinky smell, he immediately woke up. God, this dead bird man is too unhygienic. It's so unhygienic.

Before Ai Ming could cover his nose, he heard a "hula" sound, and a whole bunch of shadow nematodes suddenly appeared in the whole room, densely packed, very scary. Ai Ming reacted quickly enough and immediately took out a cold jade bottle to release cold marrow and Yin fire to collect shadow nematodes. There were so many, three or four times more than usual, and I don't know where this thing came from.

Ai Ming flew up and down the cold marrow and Yin Fire, but there were too many shadow nematodes, which made him fuck him. Fortunately, the King of Anyang looked interesting and used methods to condense the shadow nematodes into a ball, allowing Ai Ming to beat them. After a while, the shadow nematodes were wiped out.

After the shadow nematode was beaten, King Anyang and others smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, my mother wants to get married, and people want to fart. I can't forgive this, haha." If it weren't for his bloodline, his face would have turned red like a monkey's butt. It turns out that King Anyang is already old and cannot be older. According to the age of the Winged Man, it can be said that he is Gao Rui, so his body is very dead, so many shadow nematodes born with filthy things will be born where he is. If he hadn't had treasures on his body, he would have been eaten by the shadow nematodes. And his farts were even more filthy in the filthy. Think about it, it's been more than a thousand years since he left it in his body, and it's amazing. However, King Anyang was also very proud and hadn't farted for a long time. It was really comfortable. However, he was really embarrassed to fart in front of the adopted daughter he had just met.

Ai Ming was shocked, amazing, amazing, so poisonous. Lan Ruo returned to the gold buttons when he found out that something was wrong. Seeing that it was nothing, he got out again and stood there with a blushing face.

The three of them were stunned and didn't know what to say. After a while, King Anyang said, "Okay, I'm tired too. You guys go out. Can you come and see me, a bad old man when you have time?" At this time, he had no face to leave the two of them.

Ai Ming and Lan Ruo had no choice but to nod and agreed. After thinking about the King of Anyang bowing, Lan Ruo returned to the golden buttons. After Ai Ming said goodbye, he left the house.

After Ai Ming went out, he happened to meet Qi Dahong. Every time Ai Ming came, he always had to wait for Ai Ming. He did get some benefits from Ai Ming these days. Shenji Camp allocated much more funds to Dajingtang, which made his life much easier. Ai and Hanxu said a few words and said goodbye to him and went home.

After Qi Dahong watched Ai Ming leave, he smiled with a silky smile on his lips, not knowing what he was thinking. At this time, someone came out of the corner and came to him and said, "Who is this person?"

Qi Dahong hurriedly bent down and said, "If you want to go back to the eldest prince, this person is Ai Ming, the deacon of the Shenjiying Law Hall."

The eldest prince Jingsu Wang Shiguang said "Oh" and stopped talking, but a glimmer flashed from his eyes.

Ai Ming returned home and lay on the bed. Suddenly remembered something, called out Lan Ruo and asked, "Do you know I am a player? Then you know what I did in the black market?" Seeing Lan Ruo nodding, he said, "Then why haven't you told me?"

Lan Ruo blinked naughtyly and said, "You haven't asked me..."
Chapter completed!