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Chapter Eighty-Eight: Buying

Walking into the center of the burning bonfire. The craziness of singing and dancing made Luo Tian suddenly lose his bearings. Looking at the faces singing passionately, a silly smile appeared on the calm face.

Under the night, when the frail young man was crowded in the center of the bonfire, eighty-eight youthful men and women bowed and thanked the thin torso, shouting, "We are here to pay our respects to the young island master. We are the only ones who are the young island master."

Follow your destiny."

Luo Tian was caught off guard by the sudden turn of events. Such a gift made Luo Tian, ​​who had never experienced such a scene, stand in the middle awkwardly, wondering if he was still flat.

Faced with a dilemma, Yingkong straightened his torso, raised his fists towards the thin young man, and said cheerfully: "Cousin Luo Tian, ​​although your visit to Yudao is short-lived, your selflessness makes us recognize you as our boss.

, From now on, you will be the owner of Yudao. We will make you the master."

"Yes, Cousin Luo Tian, ​​just promise us." Binglan stood up and stroked her hair and breasts with a hint of joy in her voice.

"Luo Tian, ​​don't shirk. It's rare that everyone will obey you, so just promise them. Don't worry, after you leave, I will train these brats well and won't embarrass you, the island owner."

When Ying Fei's voice rang in the night sky, Luo Tian's immature face struggled briefly, then clasped his fists towards everyone and said, "Okay, since Uncle Ying Fei has said so, I won't agree if I don't agree."

It seems like I’m being hypocritical.”

"Brothers and sisters, please get up! From now on, we will all be a family as close as brothers and sisters." Listening to Luo Tian's last note, everyone shouted, "Yes, Young Island Master."

"Yingkong, you can accept me as the island master."

The sudden question caused the originally harmonious scene to suddenly become stiff. After all, Yingkong had already paid homage to Luo Tian, ​​so why would he pay homage to Luo Tian if he was not convinced?

Looking at Luo Tian's sharp eyes, Yingkong stood up, took two steps back, and said calmly: "I pay homage to you, the island master, to express my gratitude. You want me to return my heart to you, unless you can defeat the sword in my hand."

"Okay, today I will let you know that the owner of Yudao is not the useless thing you think of." After Luo Tian finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and a withered tree trunk fell into his hand, and then pointed at Yingkong: "Ten

If I fail within ten moves, the withered wood of this tree of life will be yours. If you fail within ten moves, you will belong to me from now on, Yingkong, you dare to bet."

"I don't dare to give such a great gift." After Yingkong finished speaking, he held the weapon tightly in his hand.

"Okay, he's a man. I like it." After Luo Tian finished speaking, he did it again and again. He inserted the withered tree on the sand, and the faint power of life made people feel refreshed just by smelling it.

Looking at the withered trees in the sand, Yingkong licked his tongue, stretched out his hands, and said kindly: "Cousin Luo Tian, ​​please remember, ten rounds."

"Once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow it."

Just as Luo Tian finished speaking, he saw an afterimage instantly merge into the night sky. With the lesson and punishment from last time, Yingkong, who is not stupid, did not rely on him this time. He knew that once Luo Tian's heaven-defying sword technique was used,

It's difficult to defeat him on your own.

Looking at the afterimage in the night sky, Luo Tian's demented eyes radiated and a ray of light competed with the moonlight in the sky for the dominance of the night. The Vajra Fist, a punch that looked like a void, hit the void fiercely with the heat of tearing the air.

The void that originally seemed to have no fluctuations let out a muffled groan under the fiery fist. The shadow hidden in the void was grilled by a blazing flame, and its body was exposed to the night sky.

"You have improved again." Standing under the night sky, Yingkong clasped the sword in his hand and scanned the smiling face on the thin torso. Yingkong roared as he disappeared into the night sky again.

"The smart Yingkong is indeed a genius on Yudao." Listening to Luo Tian's evaluation, everyone stared at the figure who was not moving an inch. They still didn't realize why their little island master, Yingkong, was like this.

To comment, I heard a roar coming from that seemingly thin body.

"Vajra Fist, steal the void."

"Bump------" The white jade fist was blasted into the void, with a strong wind above the fist. The strong wind made the returning birds scream "Ah-----"

-.bump------"

Along with the scream, the figure of Yingkong appeared in the void burned by the hot flames. The trembling and vigorous figure was ruthlessly thrown on the beach, and a large character pattern was printed on it.

He stood up with difficulty, slammed his clenched fists on the sand, raised his head, screamed wildly, and looked towards the night sky, "Why? Why would a warrior at the peak of his martial arts lose to a useless person with an ethereal body again?"

Looking at the somewhat crazy Yingkong, the young man standing on the ground without moving at all touched his chin and said to Yingkong whose clothes were burned through, "Are you convinced or not?"

"I accept it!" After hearing the sad voice, the thin torso stretched out his ten fingers, shook it with two fingers in the air, and said forlornly: "I forgot to tell you, I have just been promoted to the intermediate level of Wu Ling. It seems that Wu Ling

Ling and martial arts masters are just different."

After hearing the indifferent expression of the thin young man, Yingkong raised his drooping head suddenly, widened his eyes, and said with a trembling mouth: "Martial Spirit Intermediate. You have been promoted to Martial Spirit Intermediate. Why didn't you tell me earlier."

After saying this, Yingkong, who was deeply shocked, stabbed the knife into the sand and said unwillingly, "I am convinced that I lost." Looking at the withered trees in the sand reluctantly, Yingkong sighed and twisted his body.

"Stop!" A stern scolding stopped Ying Kong, who had just turned around, from leaving.

"Have you forgotten our bet? You lost. Now, you are mine." Just after Luo Tian finished speaking, Binglan and Bingguo both looked at each other and widened their eyes. Could it be that their cousin,

Their recognized island owner is Glass.

It's unimaginable that the cold wind blew over the spine of my back.

"Okay, I, Yingkong, want to keep my word. What do you want me to do? I'll just listen to you." After Yingkong finished speaking, he lowered his head helplessly.

"Yingkong, kneel down." Listening to the words of the thin young man, they were already aware of the strong pressure emanating from his body and the strength he had just displayed. Everyone looked at Luo Tian, ​​but did not dare to speak.

Yingkong, with a stubborn look on his face, turned around and walked over, picked up the sword, and stabbed it into the sand. He knelt on the ground with one knee. From his kneeling posture, it could be seen that the blood in his body had stopped flowing.

Also stiff on the side.

Binglan looked at Yingkong who was stiff all over. He was about to move his steps forward to persuade Luo Tian not to make the situation too stiff. However, Bingguo held his hand and stopped Binglan from doing so.

"You will only hurt him more." Listening to Bing Guo's hoarse voice, Bing Lan sighed.

"Yingkong obeys the order. From today on, you are awarded the honorary title of Guardian Knight by Baron Luotian of the Jinling Empire. From now on, you are no longer a warrior, but a knight. In accordance with the laws of the empire, you will be awarded three gold coins per month.

Enshrine." After Luo Tian finished speaking, he slapped Ying Kong on the head three times and said, "The ceremony is over, stand up and receive the title."

"The instant change made everyone let out a sigh."

With the pain coming from the top of his head, Yingkong stood up, was stunned for a while, suddenly jumped up to the sky, and shouted: "I have become the first knight of the nobility."

"The first knight." Luo Tian rolled his eyes upon hearing this, and was hit mercilessly. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you, but there is a guardian knight in front of you, so you are not the first, but the second."

"Second?" Seeing Luo Tian holding out two fingers and shaking them in front of his eyes, Yingkong sighed, "Two is two, at least the salary is the same."

Just as Yingkong finished his words, he saw Luo Tian pick up the withered branch stuck in the soil, play with it and said: "As my guardian knight, this is a gift given to you. Accept it."

Yingkong held the withered tree tightly in his hands, and the Yudao boy looked envious. I don't know how many people want to own that seemingly inconspicuous tree. This thing can directly enhance their life power.

Looking at the excited face of Yingkong and the disappointed eyes of everyone, the thin figure walked towards the long cloth spread on the ground. With a wave of his hand, a line of fragrance came into his nose.

"What kind of fruit is this? It makes people feel refreshed." When the discussion covered up the sound of thunder from the bonfire, the thin figure bowed to everyone.

"Perhaps everyone is wondering why these fruits make you feel different, right?" After Luo Tian finished speaking, the corners of his mouth raised.

"Yes, young island master, these fruits smell so comfortable. Although they are not big, they look sweet and delicious. Are these fruits considered holy?"

"Yes, yes, young island master, is there any difference between these fruits?"

Listening to everyone's busy discussion, Luo Tian motioned for everyone to be quiet and said: "Today, you regard me as the young island master. Of course, I will give you some greeting gifts for you to enjoy. These are not fruits, but they are

Fruits, maybe you have all heard of the tree of life, these fruits….

"Cousin Luo Tian, ​​is this the fruit of the Tree of Life?" Since Bing Guo was not on the list of eighty-eight people, he was not called Young Island Master, but his cousin.

"Of course not. The Tree of Life can only produce elves, not fruits. These fruits are all Purple Smoke Fruits cultivated next to the Tree of Life. They are my biggest gain from this trip to the Mirage Space. Although they are small,

But it is also grown by watering it with heavenly stem dew, so tonight, you are in for a treat. Remember, after taking it, immediately meditate and practice."

After Luo Tian finished speaking, he pointed at the fruits on the ground and said with a smile: "They are yours."

With a cheer that shook Qionglou, the fruit on the ground instantly disappeared on the sand, followed by a sweet squeaking sound.

"Ziyanguo, don't you have me?" Listening to the dissatisfied hollow voice coming from your ears, Luo Tianci forgot that there was another master beside him who had once attacked him.

"I'm sorry, how could I forget you." Luo Tian looked at him with an embarrassed look and dug into his pocket several times. He said with an apologetic look: "Look, cousin Bingguo, it's not that I don't want to part with it, it's that I really

It’s gone. How about I go to the mirage space next time and help you take care of the Elf Queen’s request.”

"Hmph..., don't lie to me with those tricks you use to trick little girls. Do I have to be like Sister Bingcao, calling your husband in public before you are willing to pay? You know, I am not Sister Bingcao, old...

"

"Here... I'll give you the last two. I won't eat them either... The more you eat, the longer you live. I wish you will remain unchanged for thousands of years and never grow old..." Looking at the thin body, a yellow line ran out.

Sha and Bingguo held the fruits in their hands and showed a victorious smile.

"Sister, he just called you a thousand-year-old bastard and a ten-thousand-year turtle. Aren't you angry?" Looking at Yingkong appearing next to him, Bingguo turned around and thought about it, and a black line appeared on his forehead.

Um------this little bad guy------


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