The more you listen, the weirder their expressions become:
When he heard that he was going to report a message, he took the initiative to ask for help, saying that since everyone was fine, it would be better to stay here, so why not let me go and report the message... So, this guy is now sitting paralyzed in front of everyone.
"good!"
Zhang Baoer patted him on the shoulder. Although he was a little dissatisfied with this guy, it did not affect his appreciation for him, so he turned to Zhuo Leng and said:
"Sister Zhuo! Give this old man one...two million spiritual stones!"
hiss!
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath. Although everyone knew that the "two million pieces of spiritual stones" were definitely low-grade and not medium-grade, they were still shocked. You must know that two million low-grade spiritual stones are theoretically worth two.
One hundred thousand, even if we go by the facts, the exchange ratio in Sunset City is slightly higher, which is thirteen to one... In other words, this guy got hundreds of thousands of mid-grade spiritual stones just by picking up a missing letter!
This is a huge reward. You have to know that just asking a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage to help you take revenge for the last time will only cost you 10,000 to 20,000 mid-grade spiritual stones!
"Thank you, sir, for the reward!"
After hearing about the reward, the 'clothes-giver', who had been half-dead a moment ago, suddenly regained his energy and suddenly fell to his knees.
"It should!"
Zhang Baoer had already stood up, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he said angrily:
"Go and heal your wounds quickly, don't die on your knees!"
Everyone could understand why he used such a tone - this guy was not a thing. In order to show his merit, he endured all the way without healing his injuries and arrived in a miserable state, causing everyone to panic.
Liu Ruxi couldn't bear to be angry. This man was his subordinate, but he didn't say much in the end. Although he was pretentious, he still had great achievements.
"yes!"
The guy responded, took the space ring handed over by Zhuo Leng with a smile, and limped away to heal his wounds.
Zhang Baoer turned his eyes to the northeast, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he sneered:
"Fortunately, I'm not an idiot! Unidentified troops?! Haha, this Lu Ao has a good mind, but he has a bunch of losers under his command!"
Everyone also laughed. It was just like what Zhang Baoer said. It was dark night. If this team of nearly ten thousand people were managed properly and were not discovered by the 'clothes sender', although the entire army here would not be annihilated, the losses would be heavy.
I guess it was lucky that he was cautious, otherwise he would have really fallen into a big mess.
There is no doubt that those people must belong to Lu Ao. The Azure Dynasty is playing away from home, so it is impossible for them to dare to break up like this. After all, everyone has not touched their property in Sunset City; and Chang Wei behind Changxiao Pavilion is even less so.
Maybe send people directly, because they are also from Wanbao Pavilion after all, there is no way they have troops under their command, and they can arrive in such a timely manner - no one except Lu Ao dares to do this.
Zhuo Leng asked worriedly:
"Will there be a second time? Do you want to..."
Zhang Baoer shook his head.
"Probably not, we have already alerted the snake... Besides, even if we have the intention, we are powerless, right!"
Having said this, he turned to Liu Ruxi and said:
"Please also ask Mr. Liu to send someone to drive the cloud-piercing beast to join Shi Yi and the others. With two cloud-piercing beasts patrolling, everything should be safe."
Liu Ruxi nodded and named one person from the crowd. The person did not hesitate. He was even afraid that others would compete with him. He jumped up to him as soon as he heard his name... However, when he was about to leave,
He then remembered that he didn't have any dried fish on his body to feed Cloud Chuan Beast, so he jumped down with an embarrassed look on his face and went to the 'clothes giver' to ask for the space ring. Everyone was speechless for a while.
Zhang Baoer nodded, he was a very good person. He was very good at being aware of his responsibilities before setting off.
With nothing to do, Zhang Baoer and Cai'er went to see Dean Hua and his disciples making alchemy. Before they opened the door, a burst of hot breath came out.
Zhang Baoer didn't open the door, fearing that he would disturb others, so he leaned his head over and looked through the window. He saw a rice cooker-sized alchemy stove spinning on Dean Hua's left hand. His right hand
Then he kept tapping all over the body of the alchemy furnace. To Zhang Baoer's surprise, there was actually a high-grade spiritual stone placed in his left hand, with a small light red flame rising from the spiritual stone.
Dean Hua's apprentice felt Zhang Bao'er's prying eyes at the first moment. He frowned and nodded in that direction and ignored it. He continued to stare at his master intently. Whenever the high-grade spiritual stone was about to be burned out, he would reset it.
Sometimes I would wipe Dean Hua's sweat with me, sometimes I would take some medicine from the medicine box on the floor and put it into the alchemy furnace.
Looking at the dozens of bottles and cans on the ground, Zhang Baoer smacked his mouth a few times, and after thinking about it, he wisely chose to leave - he found that Dean Hua's disciple seemed a little unhappy with his spying. If he hadn't discovered that he was
The door owner has probably already spoken touchingly.
He had heard of the fire in Dean Hua's hands. It was soul fire. Alchemists and forging masters both had this kind of soul fire. The temperature of soul fire was extremely high, far exceeding that of ordinary flames. He was already very interested in it.
, if he hadn't looked so bad, he would definitely have gone in to take a closer look and ask his questions.
"If you master this technique, wouldn't it be unnecessary to store charcoal in the future?! Haha... I'll ask this old man when the time comes and learn it if it's convenient!"
The two of them walked around a lot without realizing it. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he took out his piano - he hadn't had time to play the piano for a long time.
The reason for being so cheerful is not that he turned a blind eye to the casualties of nearly a hundred people, but that he knew that he had nothing to think about now, and it was useless to be anxious and angry - he could not leave here to support, if he found the four major forces when he came back.
If you occupy this place yourself or help Lu Ao occupy it, it will be a big deal. There is no good position in the city, so you can't do it again, right?
Of course, after the chaos, his heart has indeed become much colder, and that amount of losses cannot have a big impact on him - perhaps this is the meaning of those who achieve great things by not sticking to trivial matters?
He also knows that he is developing into a heroic or heroic state of mind that he didn't like before, but he will not stop it because he needs that state of mind to help him. After all, he cannot stand firm if he is not ruthless...
"If you don't sharpen your knife, it will get rusty. If you don't practice the piano, it will... become rusty? Will you forget the music? Will it be boring?! Yes! If you don't practice the piano, it will become boring! Hahaha..."
He was already sitting cross-legged on the green grass under an unknown big tree.
Ding dong…
With his fingers jumping like falling beads, he slowly played the accompaniment of a castrated version of "Hanabi". Amidst the sound of the piano, his lips "fluttered" like fluttering butterflies:
"Come and fly with me
Fly without worries or sleep
…
It turns out that wind and snow can make me strong and strong
If you dare to dream and imagine
If you sing innocently
I will also smile beautifully
…”
He closed his eyes and sang intoxicatedly with a light and melodious voice. He didn't know that the world had quieted down at this moment because of his singing, as if his song was like a hero returning home with a sigh, and Huaichun along the way.
The woman is hiding and peeping shyly, and only the gentle wind is left between the sky and the earth, whispering on the branches and leaves above...
He didn't know that at this moment, there was Cai'er, and Cai'er's eyes changed!
They are like clear lakes in the mountains after the mist has receded, reflecting the charming outlines of the adjacent green mountains and the birds flying freely and singing among them...
Suddenly, Cai'er's head rested on his shoulder... Zhang Bao'er thought she fell asleep again, so he continued singing without opening his eyes.
Liu Ruxi, who was gnawing on a spiritual beast's calf in the distance, opened her mouth wide and forgot to come over. She didn't even realize that the piece of meat in her mouth fell on her fat belly... Many people were also as dull as her and forgot about it for a while.
Self, listening intently... Even Dean Hua was no exception. He stopped refining alchemy, ignored the burnt smell coming from the alchemy furnace, and looked at the light on the plum blossom window, his old eyes couldn't help but become blurred.
The second prince Ziyu, wearing a long purple dress, was standing on the third floor of a three-story building outside Dilongtang facing Zhang Baoer. Looking out the window, his upper lip was soaked in the jade cup fed by his right hand.
In the fragrant tea liquid, I haven’t sucked it for a long time...
A big man in charge of surveillance kept stroking his bald head in another place. He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should report the fact that Zhang Baoer was singing immediately - he wanted to hear it all.
Elsewhere, there was a spy from another force, a young woman. She completely forgot to report the ‘abnormality’ to the superiors. She was completely immersed in the singing and couldn’t extricate herself...
In fact, this is not their fault. It can only be blamed on the fact that this world is too boring. Everything except cultivation and matters related to cultivation is basically blank. It can only be blamed on their hearing being so good that they can hear clearly even from a long distance.
To that touching song.
They didn't know what he was singing, but music knew no borders, and the moving melody had crossed over from the humble valley of semantics. It spread its wings and soared tirelessly, and its soul was as intoxicated as a bird that learned to fly for the first time.
However, everything has a beginning and an end, and quietly, a song ends suddenly.
Zhang Baoer opened his eyes and looked at the swaying tree shadows on his fingers. He felt Dao Cai'er's long hair blown by the wind on his neck. In a daze, he couldn't help but murmured:
"The wind...keeps blowing."
Suddenly, another song came to my mind, and I couldn't help but play it again, and the singing voice floated out of my throat:
"...
I see you sad
You said how could I be willing to go?
Crying is also beautiful
How to stop crying, I just kiss you and let you go
The wind continues to blow and I can’t bear to stay away
I long for you in my heart and hope to stay with you
…
I have made you happy and you have made me drunk
You are already in my heart, no need to ask who I remember
…”
For some reason, Canglan Mingming's figure gradually disappeared. Zhang Baoer's heart ached and his voice was trembling a little. He could feel Cai'er's body temperature, body fragrance, breathing, and the long hair that was being fiddled with for no reason...
Boom!
Before the song was finished, the piano sounded suddenly, and there was no next sound.
Zhang Baoer raised his head, looked at the light spots cast through the branches and leaves with blurred eyes, and sighed softly:
"What is love...?"
After a long time, he whispered again:
"Zhizhi teaches that life and death are mutually beneficial?"
Then, he shook his head - not because he denied the answer, but because he didn't know the answer.
He really doesn't know, or he just...suddenly doesn't know: