Chapter 68 Busy
Compared with the previous nonsense and temptation, Xiao Yan preferred this substantial thing. He pondered for a moment before reaching out and taking the two cards.
Looking at the slender white palm sticking out of the black robe, a flash of surprise flashed in Yafei's eyes. Her voice was obviously old and dry, but she had a pair of clean palms like a young man. What is the identity of this person? ?
Now that the money has been obtained, Xiao Yan does not want to stay any longer. He waved his hand casually to Ya Fei and said in an old voice lightly: "Can I go?"
" Haha, of course, if the old gentleman needs to auction any elixirs in the future, he should take care of Temir Auction House.”
Yafei smiled slightly.
“Yes.”
With a casual response, Xiao Yan stood up and walked out of this uncomfortable room without looking back.
"Alas... alchemist."
After Xiao Yan left, the smile on Ya Fei's face disappeared.
Pouting her little lips, Yafei Yu held her fragrant cheeks in her hands and sighed softly. Alchemists are really a group of terrifying people, but why don't they have this talent?
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After taking off the robe that he felt was in the way, Xiao Yan returned to the Xiao family.
As soon as he returned to Xiao's house, he didn't even return to his own room, but went to the guest room first.
There is nothing important, I just want to see what Miss Wan is doing.
As the door was knocked, her sweet voice came from the door: "Come in."
"...I knew it was you."
In the guest room, was pulled The open window let in a ray of white light that filtered through the shadows of the dancing trees after noon, reflecting on the desk in the guest room.
The beautiful figure that Xiao Yan saw when he entered the door was slightly hunched, but she did not look like the beauty who was always free and easy, as erratic as the wind, and as beautiful as an immortal in his memory and impression.
Xiao Yan walked forward slowly, and the soft spring breeze blew from the window, blowing the green hair around the ears of the medicine wand, and bringing a wisp of faint fragrance to the tip of Xiao Yan's nose.
Xiao Yan was in a daze, and then he looked at what Miss Wan was doing now.
What surprised him was that Miss Wan was... practicing penwriting?
With a swipe of his pen, Xiao Yan wrote down simple words that made people feel dizzy even at a glance, as if they contained some kind of power.
"What is Miss Wan doing?"
Xiao Yan was startled and couldn't help leaning against the window. He just saw Miss Wan looking so serious and felt embarrassed. Go and interrupt her business.
"I'm just making some necessary preparations."
Listening to Xiao Yan's voice, Yao Wan did not stop her movements. Her jade wrist shook slightly, and an invisible outline was outlined on the illusory scroll. texture.
She slowly exhaled a breath. Even so, imprinting fighting skills was not a particularly easy task for her.
Immediately, she slowed down her movements slightly and asked calmly: "By the way, what time is it now?"
"Now? It's almost no time, right?" ?”
"Isn't it about time?"
Yaowan paused, so it has been seven or eight hours, right?
“Miss Wan, what’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about me, just go and practice yours. It’s just that I can’t get away for a while, so I can’t take care of you. Yao Wan didn’t even raise his head, but said in a calm tone.
Xiao Yan scratched his head and sighed. He didn't expect Miss Wan to be so busy, so there was no other way. He originally wanted to discuss refining medicine with her, but now it seems that he has no idea.
"Well, then, Miss Wan, just keep busy and I won't disturb you."
As he said that, Xiao Yan took a step back and gently left the room. Closed the door.
On the way back to his residence, Xiao Yan couldn't help but said: "Teacher, what is Miss Wan busy with?" "Well..."
Yao Lao pondered for a moment, then shook his head noncommittally.
Xiao Yan just thought he was a teacher and didn't know what Miss Wan was doing, so he didn't ask, and then quickened his pace to go back to the room.
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With the gold coins and the materials he already had, Xiao Yan’s subsequent cultivation speed can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.
Although Xiao Yan did not take the initiative to practice in the next three months, with his day and night refining of medicine, with his vigorously growing soul power and his mastery of the Netherworld Poison Fire, Dou Qi once again After repeated squeezing and tempering, Xiao Yan soon reached a breakthrough in his cultivation and entered the ranks of Nine-Star Fighters.
"Nine-star fighter, not bad."
Xiao Yan closed his eyes and looked inside. The vortex of fighting in his body had condensed into the last twinkling star, which once again drove the fighting spirit in his body to accelerate. , like a long river, rushing endlessly.
Subsequently, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes. Now the flash of ghostly poisonous fire in his eyes was very dim. This naturally also represented Xiao Yan's eyes. The mastery of the Nether Poison Fire has become more and more comfortable in these short three months.
"Huh...it's just a pity."
After opening his eyes, Xiao Yan subconsciously straightened his hands, then stretched, and then said: "It's a pity. A nine-star fighter is not a one-star fighter.”
"You brat, you're not satisfied with the Nine-Star Fighter and you still want a Fighter?"
Yao Lao was stunned, then he couldn't help laughing and scolding.
"Ahem, people always have to dare to think and do, teacher."
Xiao Yan said with a smile.
“It’s good to be motivated, but you can’t be too eager for success.”
Yao Lao reminded.
"Teacher, we have been together for a year, don't you still understand me?"
Xiao Yan smiled and shook his head and said.
“You brat’s wings are hard and you don’t want to listen to the teacher’s lectures anymore, right?”
“Haha, of course not the teacher.”
Although they kept arguing, both Xiao Yan and Yao Lao knew the true thoughts of the other party, so the jokes only ended with a smile.
"Okay, if I'm not wrong, tomorrow will be your adult ceremony."
"Yes, I know that."
The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth There was a trace of calm smile left, which he always remembered in his heart.
“It’s just that coming-of-age ceremonies are no longer my goal.”
"Oh?"
Yao Lao let out a light sigh.
“Is it the little girl from Nalan’s family?”
Yao Lao asked. In fact, in his current imagination, even the little girl from Nalan’s family might be called It is no longer the lofty goal that Xiao Yan should be aiming towards now.
Don’t forget, there are still two full years before the three-year agreement, and now Xiao Yan is already a nine-star fighter. In the past two years, with him and the girl here, let alone a great fighter , even Dou Ling can touch it.
(End of this chapter)