Chapter 114 Tonghe Story Tells (I)

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 114 Tonghe Story Tells (I)

The air seemed to be still.

After a while, Tonghe spoke again: "Then let's talk."

Jian Baisan said straight to the point: "I have two questions to ask my senior brother when I come here. I wonder if my senior brother can solve my doubts."

Tonghe looked at her quietly again, and suddenly laughed: "So I can't call him Luo Xiaoyu, please, you came to find me on your own initiative. Why are you so nervous? Then take out a chair and let us sit down with you.

Let’s talk about it.”

Song Tai walked to a far place with insight and squatted down.

"Who is your murderer who killed your senior brother? And why?"

"You have already guessed, junior sister." The figure wrapped in black fog sat on the chair like a boneless one, collapsed into a pool: "You are the disciple of Old Man Snake Yang, and you can still find here all the way.

Not an easy task.”

"If you want to know why I am here, you must not only know that I am dead, but also have a position. I don't believe you don't know."

Even though he had guessed the truth, Jian Baisan felt it was quite difficult when he said this: "For senior brother, you and the junior sister Sun just took action, hurt you and suppressed you, the person here is Xiong Bing.

Oh no."

"That's right. You're very smart." Tonghe said, "It's for the "Sutra of the Yuan Beast Control"."

"So, Xiaoliu Cave"

"Haha, I guess." Tonghe didn't continue to let Jian Baisan say it, "He is sitting very big in the sect now, right?"

"He is the Great Elder."

"It seems that the people from Xiao Liudong like his letter of fame."

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

"How is it, do you want to hear it? What happened back then?" Tong He said, "I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, and my mouth is itchy."

While speaking, Jian Baisan saw the huge black fog around him shrinking again.

After thinking about it, she took out the Soul Odd Network.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing? If you don't want to listen, just say you don't want to listen! I'm embarrassed to refuse, shake my head, I don't understand!" The bronze crane floated out of the chair like a black rat.

"That's not what it means." Jian Baisan held the net in his hand and was quite helpless. "What I mean is that, senior brother, why not go back with me? I'll find a way to sneak into the sect and let you meet Senior Brother Xiaoyu.

Part one."

"No." Tonghe said simply, "You just use this? It's so cold. And why did you go back secretly? Have you betrayed the sect?"

".I have nothing else and I have not rebeled from the sect. I came out of Houxing Cliff."

"Listen to you, you're having a very hard time, life is very exciting." Tonghe seemed to have found psychological balance and said, "I won't tease you anymore, but I can't get out."

"My soul was bound to the coffin and corpse with the formation of the Xiaoliu Cave. Now I broke the formation and walked out. These black fogs are the source where I can talk to you now. Within its range, my soul

It can not disperse."

"Well, thank you, senior brother, you explained it very clearly. I know what this black fog is."

Shouldn’t the point be that the black fog disappears and he will disappear? Why does she look completely incomprehensible? She is so stupid! She feels that her understanding ability is not half as good as Luo Xiaoyu!!

".Okay." Tong He sighed and said helplessly: "Then just treat me as telling a story. This may also be related to your safety. I will try to tell it from the beginning, and you can listen to it for now."

It was a summer.

"Grandpa Bear!" Before the horse could stop, Tonghe jumped off the back of the little gourd, looking very cool.

There are five bright robe embroidered with silver threads, which are dazzling under the rising sun. The beautiful young man looks like a big peacock. If you look closely, you can see that the jade pendant on this man's waist is all

There are four colors.

Before he could enter the yard, he shouted loudly: "I'm back, Xiao Hulu is going to eat grass. Thank you for your spirit beast! I brought some good things to you and Xiaoyu, as well as good wine you named.

!”

Xiong Binge stood at the door of the yard with expressionless face, stroked his white beard, and said, "Shut up! Xiaoyu is standing in the backyard and practicing knife, don't distract him."

Tonghe looked at Xiong Binge's serious expression as nothing: "The roast duck is hot, I'll clean up the table."

"The table is not in the backyard?" Xiong Bing'er glared at him, and pulled the copper crane back with his collar: "Don't think I don't know the little thoughts you made trouble!"

"Oh, you have built a foundation for your kindness, right?"

"What's the point of being able to practice! He has to finish practicing today. There is still half a minute and a minute and a second cannot be advanced. What kind of qualities will he be running around outside with you every day!"

"Okay, okay," said Tonghe, "then give you your stuff first!"

He took out a ring and stuffed it to Xiong Binge. When he was not paying attention, he turned around and ran to the backyard.

"Let him make up twice the time next time! Remember to return my ring!"

Xiong Binge finally couldn't hold back anymore, a crack appeared on his serious face, and he laughed and scolded: "I'm not greedy for you!"

He carefully changed the jar of wine inside into his ring, and prepared to return the snake-shaped ring to him when the three of them had dinner together later.

When he arrived at the backyard, he found that not only were there two roast ducks on the table, but also a bowl of noodles, which looked bad. It was obviously someone had just made it.

Luo Xiaoyu is a quiet and gentle child with a thin skin. Facing Xiong Bing'er's exploratory eyes, his face turned red.

Only then did Xiong Bing'er realize that he had not only failed to practice, but also went to make noodles.

His face darkened.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry!" Tong He said quickly: "I worked for my father some time ago and saw your file. Today is your 150th birthday. Luo Xiaoyu said that the custom over there is

I have to celebrate my birthday all year round, and he happened to be promoted to Foundation Building, so I thought about celebrating together.”

"Thank you for your teachings to me," said Luo Xiaoyu, "Without Master, I would not be able to do this like today. This is the longevity noodles I made for Master."

"Those mortal things." Xiong Binge actually respected mortal things, but looking at a young man and a young man's clear eyes, he couldn't say anything.

"What are you doing while standing?" he said.

The two of them smiled and looked at each other. Tonghe said, "It's not just that! Guess, what kind of work should I do for my father?"

Without waiting for Xiong Binge to answer, Tonghe took out something and handed it to Xiong Binge: "This time the elder is promoted, you have been promoted to a second-level elder! I would like to ask me to bring you the elder's brand back!"

Xiong Binge took it blankly, not trusting his eyes.

He has no ability to manage things, his personality is introverted and boring. His strength is also average. Although the spirit beast is very beautiful, it is basically useless except running fast. The life span of foundation building is only 200, but he has never made any progress. Therefore, he has always been in a state of progress.

Sitting in the lowest third-level elder, I sat for almost a hundred years.

How unhappy is he with such good news?!

This not only represents a higher level of status, but also represents that his cultivation resources will also be higher than that!

While he was happy, a hint of sourness inevitably flowed through his heart:

Tonghe and Luo Xiaoyu have been playing together since childhood. In addition to his sincerity, Xiong Bing'er's goodness to Tonghe also has many manifestations - he knew that Tonghe was the only son of the sect leader.

Over the years, Tonghe has helped him to change to this single elder peak on the grounds that "too many elders live, and it's boring for me to play with Xiaoyu", and today he has obtained the position of a second-level elder for him.

His master said back then, "A mortal is bowing down, and the emperor comes to the hall" so far that he can't touch the edge. He was wasting a hundred years himself and was still relying on the relationship between a junior to exchange spirit stones - how shameless and despicable!

However, he still thanked him.

At least you have got the stuff, right?

The hope of being promoted to the Golden Pill has also become greater, right?

After this day, he took the sect mission and rode his own spirit beast, the snow-flame horse called the little gourd, and went down the mountain.

Then, a man called him: "Your horse is very beautiful, how can you sell it?"

This sentence changed his life.
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