Nima, you can find this kind of high-quality goods in the mobs. Let's not talk about how good this luck is for the time being. The most important insight is that you must never ignore the mobs in the future.
Chapter 74 Sister Xiaoqian, I'm Here!
The energetic Chen Muyang came to Lanruo Temple with a sideways minor.
When the monks dispersed, this ancient temple has been abandoned and turned into a haunt of demons and ghosts.For many years, I don’t know how many people died here.
When Chen Muyang walked into Lanruo Temple, a figure suddenly jumped out of the room next to him and fell in front of him.
This man is not tall, with raised eyebrows, piercing eyes, thick beard, and a sword box on his back. He is awe-inspiring. He is the savage magistrate Yan Chixia who was once famous in the 26 provinces of Guandong and Guangxi.
"Scholar, this is not where you should come, leave quickly!" Yan Chixia scolded.
Chen Muyang raised his left hand and slammed a fist. Electricity appeared on his fist. He smiled and said, "The evil man is here to kill the evil person, the evil spirit is here to kill the evil spirit, why can't I-come?"
"It turns out that I'm a fellow man, I'm just taking care of my business." Yan Chixia said.
Chen Muyang waved his hand and smiled and said, "How come, Chen Muyang, thank you for your warning, may I ask your name?"
"Yan Chixia."
"It turned out to be a handy judge who was once famous in the twenty-six provinces of Guandong and Guangxi. It is a blessing for Sansheng to know Daxia Yan. I brought wine and food. I wonder if Daxia Yan would be interested in having a drink?"
Brought food?Are you talking in a dream?
Chen Muyang found a fairly complete room and cast two spells.The cleaning technique makes the room immediately clean; the repair technique makes the damaged doors, windows, tables and chairs intact.
Take out a carpet and spread it on the ground, put it on a low table, and invite Yan Chixia in.
Yan Chixia had been to this room before, but she was a little dumbfounded when she came in this time. Has this kid already practiced spells to this level?
The two were seated, Chen Muyang waved his hand, and the wine and dishes appeared on the low table.
Chen Muyang poured him a glass of wine, toasted and smiled: "Daxia Yan, please."
In the past few days when Yan Chixia came to Lanruo Temple, she ate dry food and dried meat every day, occasionally hunting pheasants and hares and roasting them. It has been a long time since she had eaten such exquisite dishes, not to mention the wine she had never drunk.
Smelling the aroma of vegetables and wine, he was already swallowing his mouth.
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Yan Chixia was bold and no longer polite, so she toasted and drank.
The two talked while eating. They talked about cultivation methods, swordsmanship, talisman seals, and spells.
It was not until eight o'clock that Yan Chixia left and went back to rest.
Chen Muyang cleaned up the mess on the table and took out the girl Zhuofa pictures bought from Guobei County to appreciate it.
Not long after, Chen Muyang suddenly felt a little bit of joy, and he was here!
The window opened a gap silently, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked inside.
Nie Xiaoqian was surprised when she saw the painting, how could her portrait be in the hands of the person inside.
For a while, Nie Xiaoqian was confused and turned and flew away.
Early the next morning, Chen Muyang got up to wash.
Yan Chixia came over and asked, "Daoyou Chen, did you sleep well last night?"
Chen Muyang nodded and smiled: "Not bad."
"That's good, that's good." Yan Chixia laughed.
After breakfast, Chen Muyang and Yan Chixia discussed swordsmanship, and Yan Chixia's swordsmanship was much more exquisite than Chen Muyang.
However, Chen Muyang's Fu Zhuan was better than Yan Chixia, and he also sent 36 copies to Yan Chixia.
The strength of the two has also been improved in this exchange.
The night came again.
When Chen Muyang was reading in the room, a faint sound of piano and singing suddenly came.
This is sister Xiaoqian greeting me over.
Chen Muyang immediately put down his book, put on his shoes and left Lanruo Temple. He soon found a small lake on the right side of Lanruo Temple. There was a pavilion in the lake, and a wooden bridge connected the lake shore and the pavilion.
The white yarn was dancing in the night breeze, and a woman dressed in white was sitting in the audience playing the piano.
Sister Xiaoqian, here I am.
Chen Muyang walked across the wooden bridge and came to the pavilion. Nie Xiaoqian glanced at Chen Muyang with a beautiful eye, then lowered her head shyly and continued to play the piano.
"The gentleness of bowing the head is the most, just like the shyness of a lotus flower that can not beat the cool breeze." Chen Muyang exclaimed.
It was not a poem, but it hit Nie Xiaoqian's heart like an electric current, and her piano suddenly became chaotic, and she could only stop.
"It's really sinful to disturb the girl and play the piano. Under Chen Muyang, dare to ask the girl's name?" Chen Muyang asked gracefully.
"Little girl Nie Xiaoqian, playing the piano late at night, disturbed Master Chen's rest, please forgive her." Nie Xiaoqian quickly got up and replied.
"The girl has a beautiful piano sound and a misty singing voice. With this graceful night and the ethereal white gauze, Xiaosheng thought he was in a fairyland and saw a fairy."
Nie Xiaoqian was ashamed and said with surprise: "The son is overwhelmed."
With that said, Nie Xiaoqian came over, seeming to accidentally stepped on the corner of the skirt and plunged into Chen Muyang's arms.
A faint fragrance floated, full of temptation.
Chen Muyang lowered his head and asked with concern: "Miss Xiao Qian, are you okay?"
"Master Chen, I seem to have twisted my ankle, it hurts." Nie Xiaoqian cried softly in pain.
"Then sit down first. I am familiar with massage techniques. If the young lady agrees, I can help you massage and dredge your blood."
"Then trouble the son, the little girl is grateful."
Xue Chenying helped Nie Xiaoqian sit down, and she saw that her right ankle was a little red and swollen.Chen Muyang also sat down, raised her leg to her thigh, and then gently massaged the swollen ankle.
Nie Xiaoqian's feet are exquisite, and her calves are fair and slender. They are definitely the kind of beautiful legs that you can play for a lifetime.
Chen Muyang had no distractions, and concentrated on massaging Nie Xiaoqian without squinting.
Although Nie Xiaoqian lowered her head, she secretly looked at Chen Muyang's handsome face, her eyes flashing with shame.
Perhaps Chen Muyang's massage technique really worked, and Nie Xiaoqian's red and swollen ankles slowly subsided, and finally returned to normal.