At night, the thunder roared, the wind and rain tilted, washing the earth, and it was raining outside.
But for Di Qin and others who were in the cloud mirror under the moon, there was no change.
Sitting in a hall that has been decorated, Di Qin took the trouble to drink the kelp from the bowl, sip after sip. There were dozens of bowls placed on the long crystal glass table.
Each bowl has only been touched once.
After taking a sip, Di Qin finally nodded with satisfaction, "Compared to the difficulty of swallowing at the beginning, you have made great progress now. You still need to practice more. The more you do, the better you will become. However, the heat of this eight-treasure porridge is always not enough.
"Hard"
A girl in a white dress standing behind Di Qin smoothed her hair and nodded obediently, "I remember."
"Well, let them go back and have a good rest. You will compete in the competition tomorrow. It will open tomorrow. What's your name?"
"Back to the host, my name is Siran" she answered obediently, with a cute little face.
"Well, Silk Dye, you are quite talented in things like cooking. You will be in charge of this from now on. I will only teach you one person. It is enough for you to teach those people." Di Qin felt that he was really in charge here.
It’s weird. Everyone has Yan Bei, a gentleman but shrewd, Ying Zhen, who is charming but smart, and now there is such a well-behaved Silk Dye.
Tsk tsk, could it be that all the geniuses from Purgatory Continent have come to Yunjie Tower? And they all have different personalities. It’s really rare to see them.
Si Ran didn't notice anything strange about Di Qin, she just put away the bowl and spoon obediently
After a while, Yan Beifeng walked in furiously. Looking at Di Qin who was smiling absentmindedly, he couldn't help but feel creepy.
Why does he feel that what he is about to say is not as dangerous as the original poster’s laughter?
"What's wrong? With a solemn look on his face," Di Qin came back to his senses, leaned lazily on the back of his chair, and squinted at Yan Bei.
"Master, those guys from the Chao family came to our store to cause trouble. Because it has not been open for the past two days, there are not many brothers guarding it, and there are a lot of things destroyed there now," Yan Bei said with a heavy face.
They always demand perfection when they open their business. Everything inside is made with hard work by their own people. I don’t know how much blood and sweat they put into it, but those people ruined it like this! It’s unforgivable!
Di Qin naturally knew this, and immediately touched his chin and asked in confusion: "Which family is the Chao family?"
Yan Bei twitched his eyes, didn’t you hit me, poster?
"They came to our place to cause trouble two days ago. Don't you remember, host?"
After saying this, Di Qin suddenly realized and said in a reproachful tone: "This is your fault. How can you say that dogs still have surnames? We are not idlers. We can remember a few people's names well. How can we have the leisure to remember them?
What’s the dog’s name?”
Yan Bei is innocent and aggrieved. It was obviously the poster who had such a bad memory that you forgot about it, but you still blame me?
"But what about dogs? Not to mention dogs, even mosquitoes, we will catch them! It seems that we didn't let them taste the bitterness last time, and let the brothers of the Red Team catch them, and only a few were caught
It will be included in the book of dogs they caught last time, and I will reward them as well."
"But this time we don't have to throw them back to their den. Let the old dogs in their den use money to ransom them!"
"The higher the level, the higher the price! For example, the dog master last time should ask for 30,000 purgatory treasure coins. Well, the minimum for the martial arts master level is 10,000, and then add them up one by one, including the time they arrive.
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"What's the weather like outside?"
Di Qin's sudden question made Yan Bei unable to react for a moment. He was stunned for a moment before replying: "Storm"
Di Qin raised his eyebrows, "Is it thundering?"
"Not only did it thunder, but it was also very violent." Why did the poster ask this?
The next moment, he saw the playful smile on Di Qin's face and narrowed his bright phoenix eyes, "Haha... hang them all under the tree, and then add a fee to clean them up!"
Yan Bei was startled, with black lines all over his face, and secretly gave a thumbs up: Poison! Master, you are really so admirable that I can't help but admire you!
Even the well-behaved Silk Dye couldn't help but pause after finishing her hand. At first glance, there was no difference, but if you look closely, you will find that she looked at Di Qin with more admiration and adoration.
Yan Bei did exactly what Di Qin said.
Just a moment later, in a forest outside the cloud mirror under the moonlight, a storm rolled in, and thunder boomed. Normally, it would not have attracted anyone's attention, but tonight...
Chao family members who had their robes and shirts taken off on the trees looked at the long thick thunder in the sky with frightened faces. Coupled with the roaring thunder in their ears, it was even more of an auditory shock, which was frightening.
Some people even cried spinelessly, "Ah ah ah, let me down, let me down!"
"I regret it. I will never deal with Yun Jielou again! Spare me!"
They sincerely felt fear, a fear of death. Who here is not an ordinary person? They are all the same greed for life and fear of death.
Not far from the woods, under a big umbrella, Yan Bei was lying on a pear blossom chair with a tea set next to him. He was holding a white jade porcelain cup in his hand, and the rising smoke surrounded his eyes.
There was a flash of contempt and disdain in his eyes, but soon he was overjoyed and excited, as if he had thought of something.
He had already tasted the fear of death, that kind of despair, that kind of death atmosphere that enveloped each of them.
But just when they were about to step into the Hall of Yama, a thin figure stood out. The golden light shone like the scorching sun, giving them all warmth. At that moment, everyone felt the preciousness of life and the love of the world.
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It is equivalent to people who have died and will only be loyal to those who gave them hope when they were desperate.
Thinking of this, Yan Bei's eyes were filled with eyes and the corners of his lips were raised, showing a smile of satisfaction and happiness.
The entire forest has been protected by Yan Bei. Those thunders cannot be struck down.
Yan Bei is an eight-star martial saint in his own right. It is not difficult to do this.
At this moment, two brothers from the Red Army are surrounding this forest, and not even a fly can fly in.
Although their strength is low and they are just the red team, none of them has the slightest resentment or unwillingness in their hearts. Instead, they are all striving and yearning.
In Yunjie Tower, there is no distinction between high and low, but such a ranking arouses everyone's desire to strive and become stronger!
No one likes the feeling of being stepped on. They are strong-willed and ambitious, and they all want to be strong!
After a while, the sound of breaking through the air sounded, which also made everyone come back to their senses and become alert.
The first to appear were five old men. They were walking on the ground, their clothes were ragged, but thousands of raindrops could not fall on them.
But that proud and complacent temperament is extremely disgusting