After returning from the seaside, Ling Yun went back to Chen Nian's home. Chen Nian was still making bamboo baskets at home. In fact, it was quite easy to sell in this season. Therefore, he had to subsidize his family, and he could also avoid some troublesome things.
The woman in black will appear if she wants to, and will not appear if she doesn't want to. Sometimes she will help Lingyun if she wants to, and she won't help if she doesn't want to. Of course, it all depends on Lingyun's own requirements. He has to open his mouth before she can help.
Ling Yun sits beside Chen Nian and weaves a bamboo basket with him. Chen Nian thinks about it and says, "Sir, a sister in a light yellow dress asked for you not long ago. I don't know where you went. Then she left."
Ling Yun shrugged his nose, "I know."
"Sir, I saw you and sister Su Su on the other side of the old locust tree today..." Chen Nian said in a low voice.
Ling Yun touched his nose and said gently, "it's just a chat."
"I know, so I didn't bother you, sir." Chen Nian whispered.
Ling Yun touched his chin, gave a gentle hum, and then said, "in the future, remember to come and call Mr. Wang."
"I think most of the men in the town like to talk more with sister Su, so she should be an excellent talker," Chen Nian said with a smile. "But she doesn't seem willing to talk more with the men in the town, except for her husband."
"Because I'm not from town." Ling Yun glances sideways at Chen Nian, remembering the "rough" behavior of the little elder martial brother when he lifted himself up. He thinks that the little elder martial brother still "has no intention" to let Chen Nian stay. Chen Nian is not a stupid child. He will know some things as long as he is willing to listen and learn. The feeling that Chen Nian gives Ling Yun now is vividly reflected in another surname Chen, Try to dig a hole for yourself.
But Chen Nian didn't mean anything else. He just felt that he shouldn't disturb him. Of course, he didn't know very well. Sometimes people's thoughts are easily disturbed. Shi Qinglian thinks she has done a great job in this matter. Anyway, sometimes when the younger martial brother suffers, the younger martial brother is very happy.
Chen Nian nodded slightly, "Sir, it's reasonable."
Ling Yun patted Chen Nian on the shoulder and said gently, "Xiaonian, you need to cultivate your mind to avoid being influenced by others." There is no elder martial brother in the world who doesn't play tricks on younger martial brother.
It's just that Wu Su, the woman in green, is not simple. Since there is little elder martial brother in the town, there are white monk Xuanzang and Taoist Qiu ZhiBei.
Although Zhu Yan was crushed by the little elder martial brother's foot, his strength was not weak in fact. All such existence came to the small town. It was inevitable that the small town was full of hidden dragons and tigers. The reason why he didn't fight for the chance was that he didn't need it specially and he was afraid of causing trouble for the elder martial brother.
Because his practice is extraordinary. He got it from his dream, but it really appears in this world. Is it in his dream or in the real world.
Secondly, although the world's immortal swords have spirit, they can be independent entities, and they are also extremely powerful. Few of them own such immortal swords. Moreover, they are dragon and elephant, but they have two evil handles, which are not ordinary products. It seems that all his chances are related to swords, but they can't get substantial benefits.
Ling Yun is holding his chin. The Qi mansion of the two realms has already been polished. However, he does have some other ideas on how to raise the sword. There is a sword furnace for casting the sword, and there is a sword array for fighting. If he can train himself into a sword furnace and a sword array, and raise the sword with his body, and advance with the flying sword, he may have unexpected benefits.
However, the danger coefficient is very high. The immortal swords, such as the evil dragon elephant, contain extremely strong sword spirit and sword spirit. They are equal to 70% of their master's original strength, which can hardly be tolerated at his present level.
However, even if it is a sword furnace, the quality also has a high or low, and Wufu is just the best way to temper the body and soul. As long as you find some ways to forge the sword furnace, you can start to temper the body.
Ling Yun is thinking, there is a wearing a yellow skirt, hands SLEEVE arm, revealing snow-white arm, she went to Ling Yun, bent over to gaze at Ling Yun, said with a smile: "you look very different from what I imagined."
"You are..."
"I'm Cao Jinkai," she said, laughing as if spring had warmed her face. "We've met once in a long distance."
"I don't remember." Inexplicably, a woman appeared. Ling Yun didn't think she was as good-looking as thank you, and the girl didn't look like a shallow person who only looked at her appearance.
Cao Jinkai sat next to Lingyun, "from now on, we will remember."
"What can I do for you?" Ling Yun asked.
"If it's OK, I can't find you?" Cao Jinkai narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ling Yun thinks it's not easy, at least intuitively, "girl, if you come here for chance, I have no other way."
"You are my chance." Cao Jinkai licked his lips and stared at Ling Yun.
Ling Yun was a little uncomfortable. He put down his basket and said in a low voice, "girl, you are joking."
"I'm joking, of course, or what do you think?" Cao Jinkai said with a smile.
Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief, Cao Jinkai then said: "you can take it seriously at any time."
Ling Yun whole body tight, forced out a smiling face, "this words can't speak nonsense."
Cao Jinkai tilted his head and looked at the serious looking thin young man. He thought that the Dragon River in the small town was very suitable for him. In ancient times, there were countless real dragons. However, apart from the ancestors who were almost the same as the Supreme God, the only one remembered was the weak sick dragon.
Born weak, but relying on self-cultivation, he became one of the few supreme fighting forces at that time. Although there was a gap in status, no one ignored him. Originally, he was the only real dragon that could survive, but he just followed that man and ended up with a spirited and spirited ending. Up to now, he still has the dragon blood and dragon spirit to nourish the town, After a few years, it will really disappear.
It's really a miracle for this thin young man to live. Of course, some of the layout is in it, which is also one of the wishes. However, because of Lingyun's special nature, some people are born to do something, so God doesn't want him to die. Lingyun is one of these people. Many people can't see it, of course, she can, It's because someone wants her to see it.
Although very uncomfortable, but still barely worthy of their own this red line.
Not easy to die doesn't mean you can die, and it's not a good life. On the contrary, many people who are not easy to die have a bitter life. Ling Yun sits in the same place, and Cao Jinkai sits beside him with his chin in his hands. When he enters the old gate in green clothes, Ling Yuncha feels big.
Ling Yun whispered to Chen Nian: "Xiao Nian, don't drive them out, or we won't be able to protect them."
Looking from left to right, elder sister Su Su has known her since she was a child. She certainly won't fight. As for this beautiful new elder sister, who looks so good, she should not fight. As for demolishing her own home, it's even more impossible. It's more like her husband bluffing himself.
Cao Jinkai turned her head and looked at Chen Nian, a young man who could talk and think about things. She said it here, but she didn't do it, unless she beat herself. That's her fault. It's not bad for her.
Wu Su stood, Cao Jinkai sat, and Ling Yun got up to look for the little elder martial brother, "you sit down!"
Cao Jinkai cheered.
Wu Su also looks at Ling Yun. Ling Yun looks at Chen Nian. Chen Nian quietly collects half of the bamboo basket and says to Ling Yun, "I'm going to do my homework with my younger martial uncle."
Do a hard work!
Ling Yun didn't believe it. He was just such a student. After he became a teacher, he suffered a lot.
Ling Yun finally looked at the two women and said with a dry smile, "I'll pour some tea."
"Thank you, young master Ling." Wu Su said softly.
Cao Jinkai patted Ling Yun on the shoulder, put it close to Ling Yun's ear, and said softly, "thank you, Mr. Ling ~"
Lingyun wiped a cold sweat and got up to pour tea. After Lingyun came into the room, Wu Su changed his soft and indifferent look. Cao Jinkai held his hands and squeezed his chest up. "I came to find you. I thought I came to find him on the way."
"So what's your purpose here?" Wu Su asked.
Cao Jinkai tilted his head and spat out his tongue. "In fact, it's just to stay at home and get bored and come out to relax. The little old man in Liangcheng gave me a red line and wanted to restrain me. Just in time, I could see what the object looked like."
"What do you think?" Wu Su was indifferent.
Cao Jinkai turns and walks into the room. He grabs the back collar of Ling Yun, who is halfway through the window. Ling Yun is neither up nor down. He looks at Cao Jinkai awkwardly, "I saw a mouse just now..."
"Well, I saw it, too." Compared with Wu Su's indifference, Cao Jinkai treated Ling Yun very gently.
"Then..."
"I've got it. If you don't," he said Cao Jinkai said with a smile.
Lingyun smashes it, smashes its mouth, and helplessly comes down from the window. Cao Jinkai leads Lingyun's sleeve robe to the small yard. She sits on the left side of Lingyun, and Wu Su sits on the right side of Lingyun. Compared with Cao Jinkai, she is farther away from Lingyun, "ask you a question."
"Say everything you know and say everything you want." Ling Yun said.
"Who is more beautiful, me or Wu Su?" Cao Jinkai asked, like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Each has its own merits." Ling Yun didn't even think about it, so he replied that he was sitting in a tight seat and didn't dare to breathe. The two women had a strong air.
"Bang!"
Ling Yun didn't know who had kicked him out. The wind roared in his ears. Then he looked up. Wu Su and Cao Jinkai retreated and calmed down. Cao Jinkai raised his eyebrows and said, "don't worry about it for the moment."
Wu Su looks indifferent and glances at Ling Yun flying out. She originally intended to send Ling Yun out of Chen Nian's house to avoid harming the fish in the pond. Unfortunately, Cao Jinkai also has this idea. When she finds out her intention, she increases her strength. But in the dark, it seems that someone has pushed her.
The middle-aged boss of medicament in Qilong street, a small town, liked dry tobacco and took a big puff. Then he said faintly, "since ancient times, there has been more fighting."
Then he laughed and scolded, "it's just bad luck!"
Finally, of course, Ling Yun, who was still in the clouds, left the town in this way. Yi Shan even looked at the blue shirt that was like a meteor and sighed: "it's worthy of my brother, even the posture of flying out is so ecstatic."
The posture of puckering and lying down, of course, is ecstatic, but for some things.
Shi Qinglian's hands are on her back. She rubs her old head, who is still practicing calligraphy. Her eyes are full of smiles. If the elder martial brother doesn't bully the younger martial brother, it's no fun
For my husband, younger martial brother is used to spoil me.
For elder martial brother, younger martial brother is used to beat, and he is no exception.
Floating on the sea, Xie, who is not allowed to enter or leave the Dharma gate, lies on the broken wooden board and looks at the blue shirt scholar falling from the sky. He rubs his sleepy eyes and says, "does God really hear my prayer?"
"Poop
Thanks for being smashed into the sea by people with boards. Cao Jinkai falls on the sea and takes Ling Yun out. It's the largest place outside the law in Kyushu, the only place where ancient gods hide their evil spirits, and the best place to temper their fighting spirit. No wonder someone wants to throw this unfortunate man here.
Thank you for coming out of the water. It's really bitter and tearful. After wiping a handful of sea water, he cried, "brother Ling, I miss you so much!"
He is about to hold Lingyun. Cao Jinkai hides Lingyun behind him with a cold look. "Who are you?"
"Are you Pei Lixia?"
"Well?"
Ling Yun, who is still sober, simply pretends to be dizzy. He is not a fool. It must be some son of a bitch who never dies.