MTL - Ostentatious Zhao Yao-Chapter 27

Sima Rong took me to a room in the backyard where wood was placed, and all sorts of wood inside was dazzling.

I have always been afraid of these trivial troubles, and there is always only one principle when picking things up -

"Which piece is the most expensive and the best."

Sima Rong smiled and said: "The girl is not a polite person."

I have been polite with Xishan, but now I have changed my identity. I still have to make an excuse: "Mr. Sima has a good relationship with my master. Is it a pity with you?"

He didn't care much. He pushed the wheelchair to the innermost part of the hut and took it out from under a pile of wooden blocks: "The wood here is not cheap, but if you want to talk about it, this jade dragon blood wood and * sword can be described as perfect match. ""

I took a glimpse of it, only to see that it was a dark gray wood, very similar to the rough ochre on the sword stalk, and in the middle of the gray, there was a hint of bright red, looming, seemingly low-key, But it is impossible to let people ignore the eye-catching existence.

Rough look and plain features, look at Zhang Yang has connotation.

It's the style I like: "Okay, it's it."

Sima Rong should have, while wiping the ash on the wooden block, it seems to be unintentionally asked: "But if you smell the girl, can you communicate with the first door master in your dream?"

I glimpse, my heart, is it just to avoid me, is to talk to Sima Rong about this? But if you just say this, you don't have to avoid me.

Is it true that Mo Qing has discovered the secrets hidden in this body? Still, there are other secrets between Mo Qing and Sima Rong.

I hid my emotions and said as usual: "I accidentally bumped a head in front of the main grave of the road. Later I often dreamed that the doorkeeper asked me to burn paper for her. It was also a conversation."

"Oh." Sima Rong nodded. He looked up at me. The gentle light reflected the light in the house and was carefully covered. There was a bit of awkwardness. "If this is the case, there is something to worry about." Fortunately, I saw the first doorkeeper, and on behalf of me, apologized to her." He said that he was sighing. "If the legs are still good, then you should kneel down and plead guilty, but you can't help the disabled body, even apologize. Can't be sincere..."

His tone of pain and pain is the words of sin that I have never heard when I was alive.

"What sin do you want to thank her?"

In my heart, Xi Rong, the master of Xishan, owes me nothing, and the grace he has reported to me is far greater than the feeling I gave him. He is not guilty of anything to thank me. On the contrary, when I didn't know, he lost his legs. I promised to protect them from the door of the world.

Sima Rong squinted and looked at the jade dragon blood in his hand: "When the sword was a battle, Xianmen ambushed, if my news was wrong, I would not be tired of the death of the main body."

I heard a word, I never thought that Sima Rong would have such an idea.

However, if I want to talk about the facts of the year, I did because I did not receive the news of the ambush and swords of the Ten Great Mencius, so I left the doormen to be arbitrarily killed and smothered by other disciples.

I touched it and reached out and took the wood from Sima Rong's hand, lest the wood hindered him from pushing the wheelchair. I walked out and said:

"The rivers and lakes are sinister, especially the people of the magic road. The days that have passed are the blood of the knife. I know that in this road, no glory is not going to take the life. Bo is the world's most famous magic. Head, beautiful and clever, she must know this truth." I sighed a few words, and repeated the look of the way,

"She is in an ambush, she is dead, she is not handled properly, no wonder you. But you apologize, I will bring her."

Sima Rong looked at me for a while and smiled a little: "I know that the first door owner is not a person who cares about it. The world is as open-minded as she is, and there are not many people."

Well, a good boy, it’s a person who has been my right arm, knowing me better than others.

"It’s just my life..." Sima Rong patted his leg. "I'm afraid I will never forgive myself."

After selecting the wood and returning to the front hall, Sima Rong stroked the wood on the *sword, estimated the production time, and let me take it five days later.

He and Mo Qing did not say anything else, and said goodbye, Mo Qing took me away.

Leaving Sima Rong's yard, Mo Qing did not lead me directly back to the dusty mountain, but walked for a while in the Fengzhou city gathering. He did not hurry to go back. I saw that the sky would only be bright for a while, so I was not in a hurry. .

As I thought about things in my heart, as I walked, I suddenly smelled the scent of the place where the skewers were sold on the side of the road. My nose just moved twice, and Mo Qing went to that side. He went there, and I followed him.

Sitting down at the roadside stall, I called some food. At the beginning, I was not taken care of by the delicious skewers of this skewer. I was concerned that the skewers were full of ingredients, the spices were seductive, and the skin was bitten. There is juice inside, the coke is tender and tender, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. I have eaten a dozen strings in a row, until I feel a little full, and I look up and stare at my ink.

I looked around.

But seeing around are a group of low-level magic repairs, three or five drinks, sitting at this stall while eating meat and drinking. I chatted with the world, and lived like they did not go down from the position of the top ten Xianmen and my Wanmenmen successor.

And just now... my front door of Wansoumen seems to be the main doorkeeper of Wanhuamen. So I don’t care about the status of these people who are not very level, sitting on the roadside stalls and eating. G……

No, it’s that I ate a pass...

Mo Qing asked me: "Do you still eat?"

I licked my mouth and clowned, and I dared to seduce me. I am today... accepting your temptation is!

I intend to completely let go of the burden of the past identity, anyway, the body is now used. I didn't see that the little girl was dry and her stomach was so delicious! Thanks her!

I looked at Mo Qing with a firm look: "Master, I have to come back ten more."

Mo Qing gave a low smile: "Good."

I took another bunch and took a bite and looked at him: "You don't eat? It tastes good."

He stared at me like this: "I see you eat." He paused and smiled. "The taste is also very good."

I have a bite in my throat.

I have a long life, what have I heard?

This boring clown clown seems to tell me the tone of love? And I actually... I also heard my heart... "Plop", the same as when I saw the smile of the clown eight days ago.

Unprepared, sudden, like being hit by a heart in a heart, after a loud bang, the echo continued, and the humming trembled.

I swallowed the meat in my mouth and turned my eyes. However, I thought about what I was hiding. Now I am seduce him. This is what I have properly seduce. I should be proud and direct. Look at your face on your nose.

I... what is the shame of what?

I was in my heart, and turned my head. I wanted to sneak a smug and ink on the green, and I also returned a love message. When I wanted to look up, I saw the side of my head, holding my hand and covering my face. The eyes are so strong that they go to the distance.

He didn't dare to look at me because he said that after he said the sentence... Is he shy himself?

Was he just the legendary, blurted out?

I looked at it now and turned to look at the distance to be indifferent, to pretend to be deep, that is, not to look at my ink, but I do not know why, my heart suddenly rose two words... cute.

I actually think that such a dark blue is quite cute.

I turned my head, and at the right time, the next-door table just had a big man with a big knife sitting down. His knife was sharpened and polished, and it reflected my face like a mirror. It was a glimpse of me. I saw the corner of the face of this face, and I even had a smile that seemed to be absent.

I actually... I didn't realize that I was smiling?

It’s terrible. Is there any other soul besides me in this body? I left to explore the right, and finally finally recognized, that smile will only be me.

I coughed and tried not to investigate this matter. I quickly found a topic and asked Mo Qingdao: "I just thought about it in the courtyard. I remembered that Sima Rong is not the West Mountain owner of Wanhaomen. I I heard that when the road was shaken, he was her right arm, and it should be very good."

"Yeah." Mo Qing only responded, not answering more.

I had to ask one more question: "Why don't you want to let him go back? Or why is he not willing to go back to Wanhaomen? Master, you are so powerful now, and with his help, you must get twice the result with half the effort."

"I can treat the things of Wannai. As for his life, it is best with his heart."

Maintaining Sima Rong to such an extent, I thought it would be impossible for me to do it before. Ink Qing, this is... Sima Rong as a friend.

The new roast is on the list, and I will not continue to ask.

It’s a big thing to break the main mountain of Wanshan’s Xishan. It’s impossible to leave the news on the rivers and lakes. I can't ask Mo Qing directly in this way. I can't help him to doubt. I will go back and ask questions, understand the general situation, and then carefully review the matter.

There is also a small round face that flutters in the room to scare people... and today Sima Rong and I apologize, saying that because of the news, I was killed. Why is there a mistake in the news?

I am the owner of Xishan. After I passed away, it seems that there are still some things to understand.