Brother, Stop Doing It, You Are A Villain!

People with high luck, Innate will be in touch with each other.

Just like in Taiwei Sect, people with high luck almost all gather in three branches, just like Feng Shao can meet Lin Xiaoran and that little girl whenever he walks on the street, just like when Ye Chen saw the little girl The girl couldn't help paying attention to her.

Feng Shao's luck is not particularly high, but it can be regarded as one-of-a-kind. Although he feels that the own template seems to be closer to a villain, this is not contradictory, because even a villain has high luck.

If you are not lucky enough, you are not qualified to be a villain, you can only be a passerby, or cannon fodder.

Although Ye Chen had an inexplicable interest in the little girl, he didn't think much about it. But judging from the Qi Refining pamphlet that the other party was holding, it should have been sent out by Tai Weizong. Although Ye Chen had never seen it, he had heard it mentioned by Han Biyun. After all, apart from Taiweizong, he has not heard of any Sect who has done such a thing.

Afterwards, Deng Ying dragged Ye Chen to wander around Linglong Pavilion.

Although Deng Ying's father was not the boss of Linglong Pavilion, he was also the steward of Linglong Pavilion in Liyang City, and his status here was quite high. As his daughter, Deng Ying is also very honored. While showing Ye Chen around various collections in Linglong Pavilion, she proudly said: "Many things, only our Linglong Pavilion can get them in the entire upper domain. Other chambers of commerce Whatever you want, you have to buy it from us!"

Ye Chen nodded with a smile, but did not answer. This girl is good at everything, stupid enough, innocent enough, beautiful enough, the only thing that makes people a little unbearable is that she is too nagging.

But this is their territory after all, so Ye Chen couldn't say much, so he just laughed and kept silent.

He still wants to win Deng Ying, so that he can get on the route of Linglong Pavilion!

It didn't take long for the two of them to come to the Treasure Pavilion, which specially collects Divine Armament. After Ye Chen wandered behind Deng Ying for a while, his eyes stayed on one of the Divine Armament and couldn't move away.

That Divine Armament is Ye Chen's "Red Dragon Sword".

Ye Chen hid the surprise in his eyes, and smiled at Deng Ying: "Miss Deng, where did you get your Divine Armament?"

Deng Ying shrugged: "I don't know about that. I heard that some were customized from the Divine Armament workshop, some were scavenged from the secret realm, and some were recast from the acquired remnant soldiers, and many of them were made by others." Pawn or sell directly here."

Ye Chen couldn't help flashing a trace of anger in his eyes, but his tone was still as calm as possible: "So, Linglong Pavilion also accepts the sale of weapons?"

"Not only weapons, but as long as there is something that can prove its value, we at Linglong Pavilion buy it. Of course, we also sell it, and we just make a difference every time we go in and out."

Ye Chen remained silent.

Obviously, the "Red Dragon Sword" placed here was sold to Linglong Pavilion by Feng Shao. It's no wonder that Master and Senior Sister couldn't get the sword back. It turned out that it was sold by Feng Shao for money.

It's really unreasonable!

The anger in Ye Chen's heart could hardly be suppressed, and his whole body trembled involuntarily. He glanced at Deng Ying, and suddenly said: "Miss Deng, where does that knife come from? It looks a bit like something I saw in an ancient book."

"Which knife?" Deng Ying subconsciously looked in the direction Ye Chen pointed.

While Deng Ying looked away, Ye Chen immediately put the "Red Dragon Sword" into his storage ring calmly, and then said, "It's the bronze knife."

Deng Ying was unaware of Ye Chen's small movements, and explained them to Ye Chen with great interest. But Ye Chen listened very seriously on the surface, but he was so excited that he almost jumped up in his heart.

It's really effortless!

After walking around with Deng Ying for a while, Ye Chen found an excuse to leave. It was also inconvenient for Deng Ying to continue to stay, so she reluctantly sent Ye Chen out of the door, and asked Ye Chen to come and play more when she was free.

Ye Chen agreed with a smile, and left in a hurry.

Deng Ying watched Ye Chen's back disappear at the end of the street, and then walked back to Linglong Pavilion. Although it was only the first time they met, Deng Ying inexplicably developed a strong liking for Ye Chen, and even she herself couldn't explain why.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, Deng Ying saw his father walking over anxiously. As soon as he saw Deng Ying, the shopkeeper grabbed her and asked eagerly, "Ah Ying, did you see someone entering the Cangbing Pavilion just now?"

Deng Ying's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "Daddy, what happened?"

The shopkeeper stamped his feet and sighed, "Oh! The sword my uncle left with us is gone!"

"Sword? What kind of sword?" Deng Ying asked curiously.

"A red sword, three feet three inches long, about two fingers wide... What? Have you seen it before?" the shopkeeper asked hastily.

After thinking for a while, Deng Ying said, "When I went in to look just now, I saw the sword coming. Why did it disappear so quickly?"

"Where did you see it?"

"It's on the middle left of the fourth row of shelves in the Cangbing Pavilion." Deng Ying said affirmatively.

The shopkeeper shook his head: "I remember it was there, but now the sword is no longer there!"

"How is this possible?" Deng Ying suddenly thought of a possibility, but she didn't want to believe it, "Could it be that the little girl and Xiaobao took it out to play?"

"A sword weighs at least a dozen catties. How can a child of that age be able to handle it?" The shopkeeper shook his head again.

Deng Ying still didn't want to believe that the young man who made him feel so fond of him just now was actually a thief!

Seeing Deng Ying's distraught look, the shopkeeper suddenly felt suspicious, and couldn't help asking: "Ah Ying, you probably took that sword away, right?"

"Of course not!" Deng Ying quickly shook her head, "What am I doing with a sword? I don't use a sword!"

The shopkeeper looked at her suspiciously: "If you took it, then put it back quickly, no one will know about it."

"I said I didn't take it, can you stop suspecting me?" Deng Ying suddenly became angry, and ran away with a wave of her hand. But the shopkeeper looked at her back, but he became more and more certain in his heart that even if she didn't hold the sword, it might have something to do with her!

Deng Ying ran all the way back to Own's room, and threw herself on Own's bed, feeling extremely depressed. When she thought that someone she trusted so much would steal things while she was showing him around, she was furious.

She couldn't help but punched the pillow repeatedly, and said through gritted teeth: "You damn thief! Despicable villain! I still treat you as a good person! Go to hell! Go to hell! Don't let me meet you again ! Otherwise, I have to tell you to look good!"

—————————

The dispute between Qingyangzi and Qin Zhao was unknown to outsiders. Feng Shao was too busy training his juniors and juniors, so he didn't have time to take care of them. Don't say he didn't know, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't be bothered to spend energy on such things.

In his opinion, it is really low-level to think about that kind of thing. His goal is not to be a son of fortune, nor to grab the Master's limelight, but to make the three Sacred Lands in the upper domain become four.

And this is only Feng Shao's first goal. As for the more ambitious goals, because they are too far away, there is only one idea for the time being, and it is far from the time to consider them.

After five days of practice, good news came from the pill refining pavilion.

The ten Fire Pills that Feng Shao needed had been successfully refined.

Looking at the Medicine Pill, which was still steaming from the crimson in his hand, Feng Shao asked Zhu Elder: "Old Zhu, what is the effect of this Medicine Pill?"

Zhu Elder picked up the Calabash and took a sip of the wine, and said angrily: "There is a general standard of 80% success! There is no spiritual fire that can be used, and it is all supported by my pill fire. If you can make it like this, you will be satisfied!" "

"Eighty percent? That's pretty good." Feng Shao nodded and put away the Medicine Pill.

"Boy Feng, let me ask you one last time, are you really going to Bifang Crane?" Before Feng Shao left, Zhu Elder couldn't help asking.

Feng Shao resolutely said: "This trip must go! You, Lao Zhu, know the significance of spiritual fire to Sect. It is not only needed for your pill refining pavilion, but also for the foundry, and it is also needed for the construction of the practice tower." !"

Zhu Elder sighed: "Okay, well, since you are determined, I can only wish you good luck! But before you leave, I have to remind you. You can't get the spiritual fire. It doesn't matter, don't send your life there!"

Feng Shao said with a smile: "Don't worry, Lao Zhu! If I don't finish what I promised you, I'm going to die!"

"Bah bah bah! You kid actually said some bad words! Get out of here!" Zhu Elder shouted angrily.

Feng Shao smiled "haha", turned and left.

On the same day, Feng Shao instructed everyone to prepare at least seven days' rations, and to gather at the mountain gate at the third quarter of the next day. All the disciples had already gotten used to Feng Shao's way of doing things, and they all went back to get ready after saying yes.

Just after dawn the next day, everyone gathered in front of the mountain gate. Feng Shao first distributed the Pihuo Pill to everyone, and then said: "This Medicine Pill is called Pihuo Pill, and it can protect you from being burned by the fire for a short time. Everyone keep it well, don't lose it, here I am There's nothing superfluous."

"Brother Shengzi, where are we going?" Cao Guang asked curiously.

Feng Shao smiled slightly and said, "Bifang Crane!"