Chapter 20： Yi Feng's charcoal in the snow

"hehe."

Yi Feng smiled lightly, and at the same time stretched out the kitchen knife and said, "Here it is."

As soon as Yi Feng's words fell, the Qi and blood of the ancestor of Qingshan swelled, and he felt that he couldn't breathe.

really!

The senior had already seen through his intention to come here, and before he could speak, he directly took out the knife.

Such a great grace.

It just made him burst into tears.

"Master Yi's great kindness, Qingshan is unforgettable." His hands solemnly and tremblingly took the kitchen knife in Yi Feng's hand, and Qingshan's ancestor knelt down in excitement.

On the side, Zhu Yun also reacted.

I finally understood that the knife that the ancestor Qingshan was talking about was the kitchen knife in front of him.

It is no wonder that when the whole sect was frowning over the ancestors of Xuanwu, the ancestor Qingshan, who was the party involved, was still calm and said that he was going to borrow a knife.

At the beginning, he didn't realize that there was any sword that could surpass the ten-year cultivation in the realm of the King of Wu, but now that he looked at it, his worries were completely dispelled.

Following Old Ancestor Qingshan, he also knelt down towards Yi Feng.

"What are you doing, get up quickly." Seeing that the two of them actually knelt down, Yi Feng hurried to help them.

But the two of them stubbornly kowtowed a few times on the ground before they were willing to get up.

"Hey, why are you doing this, isn't it just a kitchen knife?" Yi Feng said with emotion.

The reason why he gave the kitchen knife to the ancestors of Qingshan was also because when we cooked together last time, the ancestors of Qingshan had said that he would like to have such a kitchen knife.

He could see that Old Ancestor Qingshan longed for a kitchen knife at home. No, it just so happened that he built a new one, and the old one couldn't be used any more, so he gave it to the ancestor of Qingshan directly.

In this world, the rich are rich, and the poor are truly poor.

Especially for people like Qingshan, I don't think there is a decent kitchen knife at home, and I don't know how they usually cut vegetables, or they may be twisted directly by hand...

well!

Thinking about it this way, Yi Feng also quite understands that they are so excited. Maybe this knife is a help in the snow for them!

"To Master Yi, you are really just a kitchen knife, but to me, it's like giving charcoal in the snow!" Old Ancestor Qingshan said excitedly.

really.

Yi Feng sighed slightly, feeling quite sad for the ancestor of Qingshan.

The ancestor of Qingshan carefully put away the kitchen knife, and his gratitude to Yi Feng reached the sky.

I thought that this trip to borrow a knife would be difficult. After all, it was such a high-level fetish. He and Yi Feng were only friends at the same time.

But who would have thought that the predecessor, the prophet, gave him the knife without waiting for him to speak.

With this knife, he has full confidence to fight Xuanwu ancestors. This not only saved his Qingshan ancestor, but also saved his entire Qingshan Gate.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to bow down to Yi Fengxing.

After a long time, the two people calmed down a little from the surprise, not as gaffe as before.

"Master Yi, it is difficult for me to repay your kindness to Qingshan. Although I know that my things are not worth mentioning to you, please accept them." After speaking, Qingshan ancestor took out from the storage bag. A fiery red bead.

As the beads were taken out, the temperature of the entire surrounding continued to rise.

"Teacher... Uncle, the flame beads!" Zhu Yun exclaimed in surprise, but also did not expect that the ancestors of Qingshan actually took out the treasures of Qingshanmen.

But think about it, what is it to be able to borrow a treasure saber from the seniors and pay a flame bead.

"Master Yi, please accept it."

The ancestor of Qingshan bowed, holding the flame bead in both hands and holding it up to Yi Feng.

"This thing..."

Yi Feng pondered the flame bead and found that it was red all over, and it emitted a high temperature from the inside.

Of course, this is a different world after all, and there are so many strange things, Yi Feng is not surprising, it is quite good to be a souvenir.

"This thing is quite pleasing to the eye. I like it very much, so I will accept it." Yi Feng did not reject Qingshan, he knew that Qingshan was a very polite and character person.

This kind of person is reluctant to directly take the benefits of others.

So if he refuses, it will make Old Ancestor Qingshan feel that this is something that he despises.

Seeing Yi Feng accept it, Qingshan Patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was somewhat helpless.

Before giving the gift, he actually racked his brains a lot. After thinking about it, he decided to take out this flame bead. In his opinion, after all, it is the treasure of his Qingshanmen, and it is not considered a treasure in the eyes of this senior. But it's enough to be astonishing.

But in the end, in his mouth, it was just a decoration, which made the old ancestor Qingshan feel frustrated.

Sure enough, different identities have different visions!

After thanking him again and again, the ancestor Qingshan seemed to remember something, and asked meaningfully: "Master Yi, I don't know what your plans are in the future, can you tell my uncle and nephew?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yun on the side also opened his ears.