Chapter 42: 42

After lighting a life cigar, Wen pingpan sits by the window on the second floor of Tingyu Pavilion, connecting the dormitory area, and begins to practice jiaolongnu in the state of meditation.

At dawn, the deep mountains are filled with a different kind of coolness. Wenping goes deep into the dense forest and begins to absorb the wood gas in the mountains. Less than ten minutes to change a place, has been tossing to the sun when the sky back to Yunlan mountain.

"Lord, listen to huaiye say something happened last night?" Yang Lele meets Wen Ping head-on and asks.

In fact, he has been walking around the main hall for several times, even in the corner where the mice don't go. Because huaiye told him that 13 people died last night, and there was a monk who was 13 years old.

But looking around, I couldn't find any blood.

There was no change in the immortal sect except that there was a pile of black powder in some places.

It doesn't look like a century war at the peak of physical fitness.

Wen Ping replied, "it's nothing. It's just a little episode."

"This is still a small episode!"

Yang Lele was surprised at Wen Ping's calmness, but he was relieved to think that immortal sect could even use pulse technique.

Wen Ping immediately patted Yang Lele on the shoulder, quite like a elder brother, "Lele, let's go and have breakfast."

"Suzerain, it's all small things. What's the big thing. By the way, master, don't you really intend to leave huaiye in immortal sect? "

"Why?"

"I think the master of demon kitchen will be reluctant to give up."

"You're not him. How do you know? Do you want huaiye to go? "

"Of course not. I wish she didn't go. Huaiye has delicious food every day. I don't need to eat the charcoal roast duck neck made by elder Yun. Suzerain, you don't know that duck neck is just like black charcoal. If you don't know in advance that it's duck neck, I guess I can't figure out what it is. "

After complaining, Wen Ping couldn't help laughing.

Yunliao's craftsmanship is not flattering.

When he came to the kitchen, Yang Lele picked up his chopsticks and sat down at the dining table, knocking on the bowl. The bamboo chopsticks smashed on the porcelain bowl, making a crisp sound. However, the sound was a bit like the image of beggars on the street.

"Silly Lele, what are you knocking at? Believe it or not, I'll hold you in the gravity field today

Yang Lele said with a smile: "Hey, when you can avoid five lasers at the same time, you can talk to me so loudly. Besides, you'll have three body exercises, and I'll be able to break through six body exercises in a week. How about you with one hand? "

"No, how can you practice so fast?" As soon as huaiye hears that Yang Lele is about to enter Liuzhong, Yang Lele humiliates him with words, and comes out with a look of distress.

"I can dodge five lasers at the same time. Do you think everyone is the same as you and it's hard to dodge two lasers?"

"You! Not for you. "

Abetting -

Yang Lele's rice bowl and dishes were removed by huaiye.

"Hey, huaiye, I'm your brother. Do you do this to your brother?"

"Go away, you're just older than me."

……

When they quarrel endlessly, Wen Ping can't help sighing as he sits on one side. Suddenly, he feels mature.

I can't help but take out a cigar and light it!

Take a deep breath, spit it out slowly, and murmur to yourself, "Oh, young is good!"

"Poof!"

Yunliao can't help but spit out.

Wen Ping immediately turned back and glared at Yun Liao, angrily scolded: "what expression! Ha ha, bite him

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Woof, woof!

Ha ha, he yelled twice at the food on the table.

"Why do you eat this? Bite him. I'll give you a sip of my cigar, OK?" Wen Ping shook his cigar.

A wisp of smoke flows along the road, just to Yang Lele.

Yang Lele sniffed hard twice, and his nose trembled. Then he looked along the fragrance. He saw that Wen Ping was holding a thing in his mouth. Instead of chewing it in his mouth, he just put it in his mouth.

Just when he wanted to ask Wen Ping what it was, Wen Ping suddenly took it away from his mouth, and then he vomited smoke out of his mouth.

When the smoke passed in front of him again, Yang Lele was a little curious about the fragrance and strange things, "Lord, what are you holding, your weapons? And how did you smoke? "

"Well, cigars, for smoking." Wenping takes another puff, pretending to be deep. With a puff of smoke, Yang Lele suddenly feels that Wenping is very handsome.

Compared with elder Yun's elegance, he is more outstanding.

Master Wen, who is not much older than him, has a different sense of vicissitudes.

Wen Ping continued: "in fact, what I smoke is not cigars, but loneliness. The world is full of troubles. When I pass by, I often get annoyed. One person practices and the other wanders around the world. Only loneliness is with me. "After listening to this sentence, Yang Lele felt a tremor in his heart, and then asked, "do you want to be so handsome? Lord, you Can I give you a cigar? "

"One, two."

"Well, Lord, can I have a cigar?" Yang Lele then lowered his voice, "suzerain, you are just so handsome, so do I. I still don't have a girlfriend? Just help me. "

"If I want to give you 50, it's no use praising you."

"Yes!"

Wen Ping took out a wooden box from his arms and handed one of the seven cigars left yesterday and today.

"Light this end with fire. Remember to breathe slowly and vomit slowly. When you vomit, you must look far away. "

"Thank you, Lord!"

Yang Lele stands up in ecstasy, then rushes into the kitchen, grabs a charcoal with tongs, remembers that Wen Ping tells him to light a cigar, and then rushes directly to Zhao Qing, who is putting the dishes on the plate.

"Qing'er, are you lonely?"

Take a breath!

"Cough!"

Yang Lele wanted to keep deep, and he coughed and ran to the door.

"Lord No Ah... "

"Note solitary life!" Wen Ping couldn't help sighing.

After Yang Lele finished this sentence, he stood motionless by the door, as if he had suddenly become a vegetable.

When Zhao Qing urged him to get out of the way behind him, Yang Lele screamed and jumped up, then laughed and looked at the cigar in his hand.

"Refine the body six times!"

Yang Lele yelled angrily, and a wave of anger broke out, almost overturning the table in front of him.

Zhao Qing, who wanted to kick him to make Yang Lele lose her nerve, changed her face and said, "what's the matter with this guy? He practices the same skill. Why did he break through from quintuple to quintuple in less than half a month?

But she didn't notice that Yang Lele came to Wen Ping with a cigar. She didn't care about the breakthrough of showing off and the brilliant deeds of refining Liuzhong at the age of 15.

This is unique in Cangwu city!

If this spread out, I'm afraid that the sanxingzong clan will visit.

The joy on Yang Lele's face was beyond expression. He said to Wen Ping, "Lord, you cigar..."

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