[Sword III] Collection System

"Qi'er, did you not sleep well last night?"

Su Bining hugged Jinmao Rabbit and sneaked closer.

"..." Fang Xi raised his head from the picture scroll, a pair of dark circles under his eyes were shining brightly under his bangs.

Of course he didn't sleep well, but this time it wasn't because he ran out to chop people in the middle of the night, but because of a certain uncle who was eating, drinking, and sleeping in his room right now.

"Hee hee~ Who cut your hair? It's really good. If the master hadn't said that the body and hair are the parents of the parents, I would also like to take a little care of it." Su Bining stroked Fang Qi's hair and said enviously.

Can you forget about your hair?

Fang Xi became more and more depressed. If it wasn't difficult to do anything here, he would have thrown the old man out of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers a long time ago.

"That's the end of today's lecture, Bining, you stay and pack up your pen and ink, and the others can leave," said Lin Baixuan, the saint of painting.

"Okay, Master~" Hearing this, Su Bining quickly got up and left the place with her beloved little rabbit in her arms.

Fang Xi was lying on the table and was devastated. He wanted to rest, he didn't want to go back to his room at all, and he didn't want to see that cannon at all.

The painting style of Tangmen has always been unique in Jisan. It is basically synonymous with DPS and studios. When he was the head of the team, he encountered many deep V guns that broke the army. The style of painting is not out of the box. He is so obsessed with DPS that even the post bar only has all technical posts, which makes it hard to understand what is wrong with Tangjiabao's education.

"I heard that people from the Haoqi League came to visit my valley early this morning. I don't know why."

"What do you care about so much, didn't you say you won't join the camp in the future?"

"I'm just curious...how can..."

"Hmph, don't think that I don't know that your little lover is in Haoqi League, I think if I hadn't watched you, you would have gone to Haoqi League and never came back~"

"You... hate not talking to Senior Sister!"

The two disciples of Danqing were joking with each other, passing by in a rowdy way, and Fang Qi rubbed his dark circles and yawned and followed him.

It will be lunch time soon, and he has to go and bring a copy to Uncle Tang. Now he has the unfinished Forrest Gump as a hostage, and if he is unhappy, he will tear up the ticket. This is like poisoning him. Also mean and shameless.

"Oh, Xi'er came just in time, I was worried that no one would come to serve the food."

Song Dingxiang, who was busy walking around, looked at him as if seeing a relative, and quickly stuffed two dishes of side dishes and wine into his hands.

"?" Fang Xi looked puzzled, what's the matter?

"Hey, didn't those guests from the Haoqi League come in a hurry. I delivered this dish before I finished ordering. I didn't expect that there was one guest missing. So, I came to you?" Song Dingxiang Hehe smiled: "No, hurry up and send it to the Zhaixing Tower, and I'll add more meat to Xi'er's dish after we're done."

Hearing Jiarou Fangxi's ears tremble, he responded with a full mouth.

In order to eat such a small task, it is not a matter of minutes to ride the feather ink carving!

"Hey, is it Master Song who wants to send it here? That's really hard work, little brother." The Shangxian disciple who was waiting at the entrance of the ladder of the Zhaixing Building smiled slightly, knelt down and pointed to the front:

"No, did you see that, the blue-clothed Taoist leader behind the second screen on the left, just put the food and wine on his table. The owner of the valley is meeting with distinguished guests, so you need to move faster."

After listening to the instructions, Fang Qi nodded repeatedly. According to the position indicated by the senior sister, he walked closer and saw that only one guest had no food in front of him.

Compared with the others, this one looks a little younger, only about fourteen or fifteen years old, but judging from the precociousness of this era, he is not considered a child.

"..." The man lowered his head and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and he didn't even pay attention to someone coming up to him to serve food.

"Cough" The middle-aged man in the white clothed scarf on the opposite side couldn't help coughing as a reminder.

"...!" The handsome Taoist priest in a pure blue Taoist robe just came back to his senses, raised his head and was about to thank him, but was suddenly stunned when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly.

"?" Fang Xi thought it was fun, so he shook his hand in front of his dumbfounded face.

"Xi'er, don't be rude." Gu Master winked at him desperately from above, as if he was afraid that he would do something shocking to the world in this public place. After all, he still had lingering fears about the last time a certain brat tried to blow up the Star Palace.

Fang Xi didn't think much of the valley owner's winking, but in order to protect the valley owner's pitiful majesty, he decided to leave the stage first, and then go to the valley owner's place to eat meat.

However, just as he put down the jug and was about to leave, his wrist tightened, but he was caught by the young man in front of him.

"You..." The Taoist leader hesitated to speak, his star-bright eyes stared at him unwaveringly, as if he wanted to see flowers on his face.

Fang Xi's heart skipped a beat, maybe even passers-by thought his sister was ugly!

"Little brother, little brother, it's time to come back," the senior sister urged from a distance.

Thinking of A-Gump who was about to be torn apart in his room, Fang Xi got up quickly and ran to the ladder in a hurry, bumping into the waists of many brothers and sisters in a hurry.

【Xi'er, what's wrong? 】The middle-aged man frowned and asked secretly through voice transmission.

But the young man just stared blankly at the direction in which little disciple Wanhua left, without any intention of returning to his senses.

At this time, Dongfang Yuxuan's voice came from above the high platform:

"My Wanhua Valley has been with the Haoqi League for a long time. This time, Army Master Zhai came to Huagu in person, and our valley will naturally treat each other with courtesy. If you don't dislike it, you can stay in Huagu today. I have ordered people to prepare for it in the deaf-mute village. room"

"The owner of Dongfang Valley is very polite. I am ashamed to wait uninvited. How can I say more about it. We all have important things to do today..."

What followed was a standard official accent. As for what they came for, both Dongfang Yuxuan and he knew it well, but they just didn't mention it on the scene.

Anyone who suddenly says that they want to come to your house to search for people will not be happy, so they have to make a prophetic announcement, and only after acquiescing can they seize the time to search.

From the northwest of Chang'an is the Silk Road. If the traitor is allowed to return to the Valley of the Evil with the secrets of the alliance, the consequences will be disastrous.

【Xi'er, you and Ying go to search everywhere in the valley first, remember not to startle the snakes】

Hearing that the sound transmission in his ear was secret, the young man also stopped his heart, and immediately got up to leave, and when he left, he did not forget to stab someone behind the screen with his scabbard who was secretly drinking wine and eating side dishes.

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"Squeak——!!!"

Returning to the residence with the food in hand, before he even opened the door, he heard a sharp scream. Fang Xi said badly to himself, and hurriedly pushed the door open, only to see his pet was tied to the wall with five flowers. A certain old man on the bed had a mechanical pig under his feet, holding a few blood-melting darts in his hand, swishing, swishing, the dart left his hand, and just cut off a layer of black hair on it, and the one that was being used as a target was caught on the spot with a groaning sound. fainted.

"?!" Seeing this scene, Fang Xi hurriedly put down the food in his hand, and rushed forward to save his food reserves in three steps at a time.

"So it's your thing? I thought it was some kind of bastard from somewhere." It really didn't know what to do to sneak up on him while he was sleeping.

A certain uncle put away the remaining darts, and winked at his mechanism pig. The mechanism pig understood, crawled out from under the master's legs with a grunt, and pushed the food in front of the master with his buttocks.

"..." Fang Xi was very upset but now he could only stare blankly.

"Tsk, it's so bland, it doesn't taste at all, you Wanhua Valley eat this every day?" The uncle took a sip and began to complain.

[Eat if you have a strong taste丨Go to shit] Fang Qi raised his middle finger and said contemptuously.

Brother Pao looked at him as if he was a little helpless, a good-looking kid, why can't he touch it, and choke to death if he talks about it.

Fang Qi stared at him for a while, his eyes were a little sour, then he sat down in front of the workbench and ate the steamed buns in his mouth. Fortunately, Master Song gave him some more meat, otherwise he would really only have dry steamed buns for lunch up.

However, while he was eating, a hand suddenly stretched out beside him and snatched away the steamed bun he took a bite of. Fang Xi was taken aback for such a shameless thing happened in broad daylight.

【give me back! 】

Regardless of the dangerous and unpredictable identity of that person, Fang Xi bit the hand and grinded it with his small baby teeth.

"No, I think your steamed buns are more delicious, so this is mine too~" A certain person shamelessly lifted the steamed buns to the highest point, making the little dwarf in front of him jump around and couldn't catch them.

Fang Qi thumped for a long time but couldn't even get a single crumb of steamed buns, feeling more than aggrieved could be described in two words.

"If you want to eat, please let me give it to you." Brother Pao pinched the childish red face in front of him, and his tone was extremely cheerful.

Eat a ghost, don't eat!

Fang Xi raised his leg and kicked him, then slammed the door and left.

"Hiss—" Brother Pao, who was accidentally kicked into the wound, suddenly arched up, covering his mouth and beating the bed desperately. It can be seen that Fang Xi's kick is so hard, and his understanding of breaking defense against critical strikes is comparable to that of Tianxuanying back then. A life-seeking arrow.

Oops, it seems that I really pissed off that melon...

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