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Marquis Xueyi was very handsome, very honest, and very deep.

Ling Tianfeng was so grateful that he threw up all over his body, but he still fainted. He smiled awkwardly and said: "Inexperienced, inexperienced, I will redouble my efforts in the future. Thank you for saving my life.

Marquis Xueyi's previous set of skill at saving others was flowing water, smooth and beautiful. A doctor had to see and hear everything, so Marquis Xueyi used one move. His eyes were as clear as ice and as clear as Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes of Truth. Nothing could hide from his line of sight.

Marquis Xueyi waved his hand: "No need to thank me, it's not that I want to save you, it's Little Ying who wants me to save you. Tell me, why?"

"Why what?" Ling Tianfeng knew what Marquis Xueyi meant, but he still did not know how to put it into words, so he could only ask himself and give himself some time to think of a reason. He couldn't possibly say that he liked because his daughter had taken a fancy to him.

"Look at you, how can you be so slow?" Why did Little Ying want me to save you? What is your relationship? " Marquis Xueyi said a little impatiently.

Uh..." This... Maybe, maybe, maybe, it seems, because we're not that friendly, Miss Xue is talented, and rather fond of poetry, and I am also interested in poetry, so, uh, as a close friend, I think that's right. In the end, it's better for me to ask Miss Xue about it. " Of course, he was basically a eunuch now, and only had a fifth of his time in a day as a man. This made him feel that being a man was a very rare thing, but when he was a man, he would always waste his capital, and while guarding a bunch of beauties, he would never do anything. Those long-abandoned beauties were truly ravaged by the storm.

Marquis Xueyi looked at Ling Tianfeng in shock. He sized Ling Tianfeng up and said, "Hmm, your complexion is better now. You look just like a human. You even know poetry? "Not simple at all. He can be considered a cultured eunuch of his generation. This marquis could also be considered a poem, so you can just write a poem for this marquis and let me see how outstanding you are."

Hearing Xue Yi Hou's words, Ling Tian Feng was a little depressed: "What do you mean by 'like a human being'?" Just a moment ago, his face had just turned a little pale, and he had a little bit of an expression on his face. Poetry? Sigh, was he going to become a great thief in the literary world again? "When she was young, she was able to carry three hundred Tang poems and Song poems on her back. Who knew that she would be of use now, even though she has almost forgotten them, she can still support them." Thinking about this, Ling Tian Feng didn't bother being polite to the Marquis. After a slight pause, he said, "Last year in this house, the peach blossoms' eyes were red. I don't know where the faces went, but the peach blossoms are still smiling.

The Marquis of Xue Yi repeated the poem Ling Tian had sung before clapping his hands. "What a great 'The human face is unknown, but the peach blossoms are still smiling like spring breeze'." Life was like a dream. One could travel thousands of miles in this world, with a beautiful woman in a drunken stupor. One could walk the sword in anger, but the past was too fleeting, and one would never return. The only thing that we can keep is our memories. "As the duke of Xue Yi finished lamenting, his expression became a bit more sorrowful and a bit more appreciative.

Ling Tianfeng thought about how he had already been in this world for more than a year and a half, and how he did not know that there were old female friends from another era, as well as people who had once loved him and loved him. He sighed: Remaining empty and sad, just sad. "So to say, this feeling can be turned into reminiscence, but at that time, it was already perplexed."

Ling Tianfeng's every word was extremely loud, directly hitting Marquis Xueyi's Spirit Cloud Ghost. He thought back to that seemingly shallow and unfathomable relationship, and he couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, this love could have been reminisced about later on, but at that time he was already at a loss, and the best, would always be that sweet and pure love that was once the most beautiful.

The more Marquis Xueyi looked at, the more he felt that this brat was looking at him, and felt that this was a sign that he cherished and cherished him. He could also understand why Xue Qingying wanted to save Young Eunuch.

"Boy, I really admire you. Let's become sworn brothers." Marquis Xueyi suddenly had the thought of sworn enemies with Ling Tianfeng.

Ling Tianfeng was shocked: "It can't be, Little Ling is just a Young Eunuch, his body is made of gold, his identity is extraordinary, furthermore I am of the same generation as Miss Xue, how would I dare to reach the Divine Marquis Realm?" Ling Tianfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his capriciousness. He was thinking of how he could get Xue Qingying to become Marquis Xueyi's son-in-law in the future. If she was to be his brother now, wouldn't she be Qing Ying's elder? It would be against human logic for a senior to take advantage of a junior.

Marquis Xueyi glared: "Cut the crap, whatever identity, whatever status, it's all bullshit, this duke does not put it in my eyes at all. You and Little Ying will discuss about you and us. We are brothers, and this will not affect the fact that you and Little Ying are siblings. So what if you're a eunuch? You're still a human, you still have the ability. I heard Little Ying say that you are capable, a Young Eunuch who had been in the palace for three months, able to survive on both sides of the road, the emperor and all the other officials present looked up to you. This skill of yours is much better than those two Li Jing fellows who have not progressed much. There are not more than five people in the world that I, Marquis Xueyi, admire, and you are one. Do you want to be my brother or not? "

Ling Tianfeng receiving such high praise from Marquis Xueyi had already caught up with him, if he did not agree to's words, he would be finished. 'Qing Ying, it's not that I'm deliberately standing on your behalf so that you can be your uncle, it's just that your father insisted on forcing me to do it.' He gnashed his teeth, and as he reached the end of the bridge, he naturally straightened his back and said in a clear voice, "Since marquis thinks highly of this one, this one will become sworn brothers with you. From now on, we will share both good fortune and misfortune." It was definitely a good thing to be able to pull Marquis Xueyi, who was an absolute warrior, into his own camp.

Marquis Xueyi threw his head back and laughed, looking extremely happy. "Hahaha, I never thought that I, Marquis Xueyi, would be able to meet a close friend at my age, I am truly satisfied.

After more than a year of living in the courtyard, he had become a hero of the winery. It could not be said that he was not drunk from a thousand cups, but at the very least, his expression remained unchanged as he drank a few cups of red wine.

He also laughed, "Good brother, how can a few cups be enough? At least dozens."

The two of them did not bother with formalities as they beheaded the chickens, burned the yellow paper, drank the blood, and became sworn brothers. They directly called each other brothers as they walked onto the table.

Ling Tianfeng also followed suit, poured a big bowl of wine, pushed, sprinkled a third of it, hit it, and sprinkled another third. When he gulped down a huge mouthful of wine, another sixth flowed out, and in the end, less than a sixth of it flowed out from his mouth.

The two of them drank as they discussed the experiences of embroidering. Ling Tianfeng did not expect Marquis Xueyi to do this as well. Marquis Xueyi and his brother did not need to worry, because he was too smart, he could learn everything and knew everything. Just the Lil 'Red was even more awesome than those embroidery experts. Ling Tianfeng doubted his words.

Seeing that Ling Tianfeng did not believe him, Marquis Xueyi said confidently: "Embroidery is an art that uses needles and threads to add design and production to the fabric of any existence. It is the use of needle and thread in "painting", on the fabric to tell stories, its basic element is the needle method. Just like painting, it was meticulous, meticulous, dense, and familiar. Painters use brushes, sculptors use mud, sculptors use metal, wood carving household wood to express their pursuit of beauty. Embroidery can also express a person's aesthetic interests. Of course, your embroidery is for the Sunflower Codex, "said indifferently as he saw Ling Tianfeng looking at him with admiration and astonishment," I also have a copy of the Sunflower Codex, and am very familiar with the Qi and the acupuncture skills written on it. Actually, on the other hand, the Sunflower Codex is the secret manual for embroidery. I did everything I could to get that book to learn embroidery. "

Ling Tianfeng gave a thumbs up: "Big brother is truly a god, the Sunflower Codex is such a treasure book, it actually could not seduce you, you truly are worthy of being called an absolute warrior."

Marquis Xueyi shook his head: "It's not that the Sunflower Codex cannot lure me, it's that the temptation of a beauty is not as great as it is. The other important reason is that there is a divine technique that is even more attractive to me.

"Oh?" Ling Tianfeng was unable to think of any other martial arts that would enter Marquis Xueyi's eyes and cause him to be unable to forget about it, so much so that he even ignored the ladies of the Sunflower Codex.

Marquis Xueyi looked at Ling Tianfeng, and said two words word by word: "Octoterra Divine Art!"