Transcending the Nine Heavens Chapter 135: Send you a small gift
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Chapter 135: A small gift for you
Looking at the meal, King of Hell Chu prepared the meal, held it with a large tray, and hung the knife around his waist; Shi Shiran walked into the secret road and asked for a kiss.
cough cough, this age-old Mo Qingwu kiss is not very ecstatic, but hehe ... King of Hell Chu doesn't care ...
The Mo Qingwu already in the secret room is so dazzling to wear, I have to say that blocking a lively and cute little girl of this age in this secret passage is simply cruel!
Although the room is well-lit and brightly lit, the sky is missing after all. And kids ... what one does not like to be hilarious?
Mo Qingwu is even more painful here; because of the injury of Mo Chengyu, he must be treated every day; generally when he reaches the level of King level master, he is rarely injured, but once injured, it is extremely difficult to heal.
Not to mention an internal injury that almost killed like Mo Chengyu?
He meditated for a while, and after waiting for a little accumulation, he started to shake the internal contusion, shaking the blood in his body, and squirting it out of his mouth; and then he was going to heal the injury of the shock ...
Troublesome.
Only if there is no congestion, five viscera and six bowels completely returns to normal, and the meridians are completely unblocked, can it be regarded as a complete recovery ...
"Yeah, Elder Brother Chu Yang you are coming!" Mo Qingwu found Chu Yang, his eyes flashed, and he almost rushed in, leaping up and jumping into his arms.
"Well, slow down ... there is still food in my brother's hand." At this moment, Chu Yang blame the tray of food in his hands.
If it weren't for these things, wouldn't you be able to hold a desire of one's dreams's soft, fragrant body for a few turns?
I finally put the food down, Mo Qingwu already cautious and solemn put it together: "Elder Brother Chu Yang, would you like to spend more time with Xiao Wu for a while, okay? Xiao Wu is here, so pitiful ..."
"Okay ..." Chu Yang agreed in a continuous voice, and the heartache was terrible. Well, even if it's a big event, I'm going to set aside for a while and see my little Qingwu aggrieved.
"Dinner?" With the voice, Mo Chengyu rubbed his hands and walked from the other side of the back room.
Mo Chengyu knows it. Chu Yang only cares about an small Mo Qingwu. He doesn't look at himself as a King level master ... if he comes out late, he will really starve!
This guy never knows respect for the elderly. Thinking of this, Mo Chengyu had some tangled suicide feelings. Too depressed!
Even in Middle Three Heavens, which Great Clans do you go to, and which King level master is cultivation base, which family is not very polite? What to eat and drink before leaving ...
But in this boy, he has been reduced to being trained every day, and he has no food if he doesn't care! This ... this is simply ridiculous!
Since living here, Mo Chengyu has found that it has changed a lot. At least meals are extremely punctual. Smell the smell of food, if you do n’t rush to this side, then what you are waiting for is leftovers. When it ’s treated well, when it ’s not treated well, hungry directly.
And a small Martial Artist, actually calling to himself ... Eh? Martial Artist? Mo Chengyu was startled by himself unbelievably: this guy was only Martial Warrior when he first arrived, why did it only take two or three days ... Martial Artist?
Why is his Cultivation speed so fast?
"Since it's here, let's eat together." The tone of Chu Yang seemed to give Mo Chengyu a great favor.
"Um, thank you, thank you ... Thank you so much ..." As soon as this word came out, Mo Chengyu almost wanted to draw a few words of himself! Fuck, why is he worse than a beggar? Was so grateful that someone was allowed to eat at the table together?
Is this still a King level master? Is this still you? King level masters can achieve such a level of their own, it's better to just kill yourself ...
"Um, is there any wine?" In order to restore his dignity as a 'King level master', Mo Chengyu asked his face solemnly.
"No." Chu Yang didn't look up: "Come here, Xiao Wu, try this, try that ..."
"How to eat without wine?" Mo Chengyu stared.
"Love to eat or not to eat! I still ask you to eat it? Don't eat it, just save one!" Chu Yang What are you King level masters? Not at all polite. Reach out and bring the rice bowl in front of Mo Chengyu.
"Don't ... you can do it without wine, cough cough, I'm injured now, and I can't drink ... still you think about me ..." MODA King Level Master immediately succumbed, protecting the bowl of white rice with both hands, although I found a reason for myself, but the tone of speaking seemed to beg ... because King of Hell Chu was pulling out the rice bowl with **** ...
"Don't you still drink?" King of Hell Chu squeezed the rice bowl, and if you try harder, the rice bowl will become broken ...
"Do n’t drink or drink ... The food is delicious." Mo Chengyu hugged the rice bowl pitifully and blinked: Patriarch, you did n’t know you would give me some face in front of Young Lady ...
"Hmm ... Hahaha ..." The Mo Qingwu, who was immersed in soup, suddenly looked up and couldn't help but squirt out, then coughed while laughing, screaming with pain while rubbing his belly.
Both Chu Yang and Mo Chengyu are ... one-faced vegetable soup ...
"Elder Brother Chu Yang is so powerful. Uncle Chengyu is famous for his alcoholism in his family. To drink alcohol, Chengyu has no idea how many fights with him, he still drinks and drinks." Mo Qingwu worship "But when it came to Elder Brother Chu Yang, Uncle Chengyu didn't even drip the wine ..."
Mo Chengyu wiped away a dish of vegetable soup, leaving a face of dish, I thought: people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads; when I am hurt, see how I fix this guy!
"Yeah, because your uncle Chengyu has grown up and is sensible, he will stop drinking. Be good." Chu Yang softly said: "Drinking is not good, you ca n’t drink when Xiao Wu grows up ... ... "
He remembered that former life's Mo Qingwu also loves the things in this cup; he often borrows alcohol to relieve his worries ...
"I won't drink it!" Mo Qingwu blinked his eyes: "It's bitter and spicy, what's delicious? I like to drink Heavenly Pear juice ..."
"cough cough ..." Chu Yang took a sip and coughed.
Heavenly Pear juice ... This kind of high-quality fruit of Yiqi Peiyuan can't be seen in Lower Three Heavens, Mo Qingwu actually uses it to squeeze juice every day ...
"My home has Heavenly Pear grove. Wow." A word from Mo Qingwu made Chu Yang's cough worse. Mo Chengyu laughed on the side and was very relieved, and finally saw your kid burst out.
After a meal, Mo Chengyu will immediately go back to exercise and heal the injury.
"You will leave; there is still something to do." Chu Yang said; to give the knife Mo Qingwu, naturally someone must look at it, but also understand it; Mo Chengyu Correct is the right person! If no one knows, let Mo Qingwu play casually, I am afraid it will be gone as soon as it is taken out.
"What's up?" Mo Chengyu turned back.
"I found a gift for Xiao Wu and I need you to testify." Chu Yang looked at him, slowly said.
"What gift?" Mo Chengyu wanted to say, ‘what kind of gift still needs witnesses? ‘But when I saw Chu Yang ’s face so solemn, I suddenly knew that this gift was a trivial matter.
If it is an ordinary gift, I am afraid that Chu Yang has already hurried itself to the side and coaxed Young Lady to be happy ...
This gift seems to be of great importance. At least it needs to be guarded by yourself, and it is best to report to Patriarch! Mo Chengyu as a King level master, is it a fool? He understood at the first thought.
Turn around and sit carefully in your seat. This attitude is also a respect for Chu Yang.
"Elder Brother Chu Yang, what gift?" Mo Qingwu tilted his head and looked left and right on Chu Yang: "Xiao Wu likes birthdays best, and I receive a lot of gifts every birthday ..."
Chu Yang laughed and cleared the table; then took off the dreaming of a gentle dance knife from the waist and put it solemnly on the table.
"This knife is so ugly." Mo Qingwu wrinkled his nose and looked at the torn scabbard.
But Mo Chengyu knows the goods. When you look at this scabbard so rusty, you know that it must be a rare antiquities; you can't help saying: "This is it?"
"I don't know. This is when I was at Beyond the Heaven Sect. One day the mountain collapsed. I found this by accident." Chu Yang said seriously: "A handful of peerless treasured sabre!"
"Oh? Peerless treasured sabre?" Mo Chengyu is a little creepy; with the character of Chu Yang, can you say such a thing, is this knife really worthwhile?
Chu Yang reached out to hold the handle, lowered moment, swiped, long sabre came out of the sheath!
All of a sudden, the secret room was filled with dreamlike red ray.
In Chu Yang's hands, a knife is as bright as a soul, and in this dim dreamy red ray, there is still a little bit of starlight flickering, which makes the knife even more like Fairy weapons, clouds and mist.
The light flickered for a while before seeing the blade.
The arc is soft and beautiful, no matter which position of the blade is it's just perfect! Even the best craftsmen can't fault it!
A lady's knife! But it is the kind of knife in the dream of every heroine in Jiang Hu ...
The beauty of this knife is indescribable and difficult to describe!
No matter who you are, you will definitely be conquered by this knife at the first sight of it!
"His ..." Mo Chengyu took a sigh of cold air!
When he saw the solemnity of Chu Yang, he knew that this knife must be no small matter, but he didn't expect that it would be such a unique treasured sabre!
"Wow! is a beautiful knife!" Mo Qingwu clapped his hands, his eyes were full of likes; At the first sight of this knife, little loli was completely attracted.
"I'll cut an iron apple for you." Chu Yang smiled at Mo Qingwu, took out a round iron golem from his arms, and stuck it on with a red knife, slowly turning ...
"Don't hurt this knife ... Ah?" Mo Chengyu was completely stunned with just one sentence: a thin circle of iron skin, flashing the unique light of the iron block, from the iron ball A little bit of peeling off ... just like real apple peeling!
Cutting iron like mud!
It's not just good-looking, but it's also a treasured sabre that is iron-cut!