Chapter 238

Click, click, ah, ah, there was a continuous noise. With a bang, the door of the prison was opened. A man came in and in a twinkling of an eye came to the front of the two men's prison door. With a click, the lock on the door was broken.

When the door opened, Yan Qingyang and Mu Tianhe could see clearly. The man standing at the door was the innkeeper, the old man.

"You don't want to stay? I haven't mowed the grass these two days. My lambs are starving to death! " The old man yelled.

A group of friars came in and looked at the old man with fear.

"Little moo!" Phoenix nine Ying also rushed in, she followed a middle-aged friar, the friar face calm, a few steps came to the old man.

Seeing the old man, his face froze and he said, "master!"

The other friars immediately saluted and called the middle-aged friar the Lord of the city. It turned out that this was the Lord of Feng City, the father of Feng jiuying.

"Let go!" The old man pointed to Yan Qingyang and Mu Tianhe and said, "you dare to tie my people, don't you want to die?"

Feng jiuying crowded to Mu Tianhe and said, "little mu, I've been looking for you for several days. I wanted to ask my father to help me, but he just came back today!"

"Thank you Mu Tianhe nodded.

"To whom?" The old man raised his brow and said, "I found you. What do you want to thank her for? Come on, have a drink and come back with me to mow the grass and feed the sheep

"Master, would you like to have a talk with me?" The Lord of Fengcheng came forward and said.

"No time!" The old man drank and raised his hands. Yan Qingyang and Mu Tianhe held one hand and waved his sleeve. Several people had disappeared in the same place.

"Lord That law enforcement friar hears news to rush to say.

"You don't want to check those two people!" Fengcheng master waved his hand.

Yan Qingyang and Mu Tianhe were directly brought back to the Inn by the old man.

When he got to the inn, the old man threw them into a tall weed and said with remorse, "it's over. I forgot to buy green spring!"

Mu Tianhe got up, turned his eyes and said, "master, I have better wine here!" After that, take out a jade bottle from the storage bag, just like the jade bottle that used to hold wine.

The old man fished it over, opened it, smelled it, and said with a smile, "well, it's not a waste that I ran so far to save you!"

"Master, I want to ask another question. Do you have any treasures to defend against thunder robbery?" Mu Tianhe took the opportunity to ask.

The old man ignored him and took a sip of wine. He just said, "mow the grass!"

Mu Tianhe had to cut grass first. After a while, they finished cutting grass and were about to take it to feed the sheep. The old man said, "Yulei grass!"

"What?" They were tired for a while.

"I mean, Yulei grass can defend against thunder robbery!" The old man took another sip of the wine and said.

"Where is the thunder grass?" Mu Tianhe asked.

The old man yawned. He had finished his drink and fell asleep. Before going to bed, he said, "if you have any questions, bring wine tomorrow!"

Later, no matter how they asked, he did not answer.

They had no choice but to hold the grass and feed the sheep. Yan Qingyang went back to his room alone on the pretext of something. He entered the jade fan space and went to the front of the stone tablet and said in a low voice: "Yulei grass!"

A few lines appeared on the stone tablet: "Yulei grass is extremely hard. After being collected and refined, it can be used to refine armor and defend against thunder. It can be used during the foundation period!"

Sure enough, Yan Qingyang was overjoyed and went on looking. However, there was no image on the stone tablet, nor did it show where Yulei grass grew.

Yan Qingyang make complaints about Miao Miao. Miao Miao only said that the space level is too low. The imperial grass is a high order plant, and can not show too much information.

Fearing that Mu Tianhe would wait for a long time, Yan Qingyang rushed out of the space and was ready to go to the material store to ask.

They went to the material store to ask. Unfortunately, none of the stores knew about this kind of Lingzhi. Of course, they didn't either.

They spent most of their time in this shopping, and it's going to be evening again.

"Let's go to an exchange meeting." Yan Qingyang said, "maybe we can get something!"

This time, Yan Qingyang went to the exchange hall of refining tools, while Mu Tianhe went to the exchange hall of sword techniques.

As soon as he entered the door of the hall, Yan Qingyang saw many people chatting around Mo hang, while Mo hang was smiling and chatting with others.

Some people even praised Mo hang.

"Most young master is really a young talent. I really admire him for his deep experience in refining utensils."

People praised him.

Yan Qingyang's eyes narrowed. Thinking of yesterday's embarrassment, he decided to teach Mo hang a lesson.

"Master Mo, I don't know one thing. I want to ask for advice." Yan Qingyang went forward and said in a loud voice.

"Oh? Tell me about it? " Mo hang looks at Yan Qingyang jokingly. He doesn't pay attention to Yan Qingyang at all.

"I have a lightsaber. It's extremely sharp. I like it very much. My younger martial sister likes it when she sees it, but I can't make it myself. Can you teach me the main points of making it?" Yan Qingyang said, then he took out his lightsaber and handed it to Mo hang.

The lightsaber is a rare magic weapon in the world of floating clouds, but it's just a small thing in Wanjie city. As soon as Yan Qingyang takes it out, everyone looks contemptuous. Mo hang took over the lightsaber, but he didn't want to hide himself. He explained the main points of refining one by one“ Master Mo really deserves his reputation Yan Qingyang said with a smile, took the lightsaber, turned and left, but she didn't go far, just looked at them not far away. Mo hang was a little puzzled, but he was too busy dealing with the flatterers to think about it. However, after a while, he suddenly felt hot and dry, as if there was a fire burning in his body. Strange, what's the matter? Mo hang frowned and felt that the heat was rising again, and he couldn't hold it. He just wanted to tear his clothes open. No, there's a problem! Mo hang looks a Su, said to the crowd: "sorry, everyone, I have something to go, next time we talk about it!" Then he pushed away the crowd and was about to leave. He was not far from the hall door, only a few dozen steps away. However, after a few steps, he could not help but feel like he was on fire on his body, heart, eyes and face. At the same time, an unspeakable desire surged up. It's not good, it's flattering! Mo hang was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Someone even gave him some flattering medicine, which only he had given to a disobedient nun. However, he did not have time to think more, the desire quickly rose up, instantly destroyed his reason. Ah! Mo hang yelled, pulled open his clothes, stripped off three or two times, still on the ground, revealing a white and clean back. Ah! There was a nun in the hall. When she saw Mo hang like this, some of them were so close that they screamed. Mo Hang's eyes were red. He took off his coat and picked up the nearest nun. He was about to pull the nun's clothes.