I'm afraid of myself

If there was no episode of the wind blowing to the west, they would find a place to sit down and drink tea after entering the house, which looked the same as downstairs, but because of this episode, the discussion started after a little delay.

What Mr. Leng Bai finds difficult is... "What if someone wants to join the gang?"

Everyone was quiet for a while, this is indeed a problem.

He Jinyang watched them look at each other, poured a cup of tea and put it in his hand, "We know the basics, but others don't. But if they all refuse, they will inevitably make enemies..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Chuixi slapped his forehead and interrupted: "Do we still have few enemies?"

He Jinyang was silent, he was right.

His eyes swept over the group of them. Leng Baijun was fifth on the Tianbang, Xiang Siyu was eighth on the Tianbang, Feng Chuxi was seventh on the Tianbang, and Tiannan was third on the Tianbang. The target at the head position.

……

At this time, it is a joke to say that you are afraid of making enemies, and it will also increase the enemy's prestige and destroy your morale.

"Well, my fault."

After thinking about it, He Jinyang realized that he was wrong, and after calmly saying modestly, he began to think, "Elixir, magic weapon, these things are indispensable, are you prepared?"

This is something that everyone will do, so I nodded without much hesitation.

Feng Chuixi was more thoughtful than he thought, "We also need some spiritual treasures with special functions. We have pure defensive magic weapons and offensive magic weapons, and the difference is those who are out of the way."

"You're right," He Jinyang affirmed, but said distressedly: "This kind of thing must be difficult to get?" Especially now...

Thinking about the good things, I am afraid that the monks who arrived early will buy them, and it is difficult for them who are cramming to get good ones.

But before he could say it, Feng Chuixi's performance was indeed surprising.

Feng Chuixi quickly swept past the crowd, snorted softly, and said arrogantly: "Leave it to me, I am a familiar hand."

"what?"

The development was so unexpected that even Ji Wuxia, who thought Feng Chuixi was just a lip servicer, looked over at him.

In fact, He Jinyang also remembered that when Feng Chuixi first appeared, his impression was always that he was a thoughtful and flexible social player.

Later, if he hadn't been possessed by Zhou Fan one after another to seek customers, the sage-mouthed scholar, and the gu emperor Gu Yanzhen had suppressed his existence, he might have single-handedly handled the logistical diplomacy of the entire team.

After all, the person who led He Jinyang, who had just arrived, to experience the strange life of the people in the cultivation world was the wind blowing west, and many things in the future were thanks to his help so that the situation would not go awry.

Among the three of them, this seemingly unrestrained, free-spirited "dandy" has always been pulling the reins. He Jinyang may be at the helm, but he may also run wild like Leng Baijun.

After thinking so much, He Jinyang entrusted this matter to Feng Chuixi with great peace of mind, and the other party lived up to this trust. He went out for an afternoon, and at night, everyone was summoned, and they all stuffed three or four shiny things in their hands. Luminous artifact.

He Jinyang looked at the ancient key in his hand, and looked over with a questioning expression.

Feng Chuixi squeezed his waist and proudly said: "That is a tunnel key, which can ignore the enchantment and open the transfer formation, but it needs to be fixed. As long as it is fixed, the person holding the tunnel key can travel between two points, which is very Handy escape tool."

After hearing what he said, He Jinyang also felt that this was a good treasure, and then looked at the magical artifacts in other people's hands that were not sticking to the normal form, so he didn't know that he had put his mind to it.

"Thanks a lot."

Zheng triumphantly told Tian Nan how to use the spoon in his hand. Feng Chuixi suddenly blushed when he heard such a sincere thank you, nodded falteringly and then looked away.

I don't really blame him, it's because after Ji Wuxia arrived, Feng Chuixi's status has shrunk rapidly, and he is the type who feels insecure. Seeing that he can't help much, he has been secretly depressed for a long time up.

Being able to help He Jinyang this time is still such a key aspect, and he can't help being unhappy.

And he has always felt guilty towards He Jinyang.

If Mr. Leng Bai would draw his sword in anger, he also didn't want to use his friend.

So if there is a chance, Feng Chuixi will not be stingy in supporting He Jinyang.

The people in Penglai Mountain and Sea didn't know much about their entanglement, but at this time, seeing the wind blowing to the west, they were so thoughtful in their preparations, and it was inevitable that they showed something on their faces.

Xiang Siyu looked at him sincerely: "Please trouble Mr. Feng."

The little dragon king who wanted to compete with him in the morning became so polite this time, it's hard to say that it wasn't because the hostile impression was washed away.

Just as Feng Chuixi stands from the standpoint of the human race, Xiang Siyu is also the pure king of alien races.

It would be normal to look at each other with distaste at other times, but if it weren't for He Jinyang as a lubricant, these two people would be like Ji Wuxia and Leng Baijun. His heart must be different.

Knowing nothing but making a tripartite alliance by mistake, He Jinyang thought about it at this time.

He realized a little dullly, what might he have done that was beyond common sense?

Feng Chuixi was shy for a while, but couldn't change his heart, and soon he gestured again, explaining when these side-door magical weapons played the greatest role.

Leng Baijun is a pure swordsman, although he was blown away by the wind, but at this time he put away the spirit weapon and asked bluntly, "How did you get so many weird things?"

If others don't understand, doesn't he know?

Although Feng Chuixi has channels and means, but he can find so many at once, and he still can't do it alone.

Feng Chuixi didn't seem to expect Mr. Leng Bai to bring up this question, but he didn't have any stage fright, puffed up his chest and laughed, "Shui Ruo Gong."

"Which Dharma sect is it?" Ji Wuxia, who had been eye-to-eye with the big black bird until now, suddenly interjected, "If it's something in their hands, then you can rest assured."

He Jinyang: "What do you mean?"

Ji Wuxia nodded the corners of her mouth playfully, and her eyes were full of brilliance. "I don't know if you've ever heard, 'The magical artifacts of the world come out of the river of water, and the stream flows into Quejue without a break'. This refers to Shuiruo Palace and Feng Quejue, the owner of Shuiruo Palace." He stopped talking about Shuiruo Palace. After a turn, it became very interesting, "You can dig out so many benefits from them, it seems that you promised something. Tell me, what kind of conditions did you promise?"

Feng Chuixi saw that he couldn't hide the truth, and hurriedly said: "I didn't agree to some rude requests!"

Leng Baijun: "Of course we know this."

Xiang Siyu also nodded with a smile, not suspicious.

Looking at He Jinyang at the end, the other party calmly waited for his answer, which made Feng Chuxi heave a sigh of relief, and the next thing to say was not so difficult.

Feng Chuixi straightened his sleeves, using this movement to let himself speak out smoothly.

"Actually, I didn't make a deal with Shuiruogong, but with a person. You should have some impressions of that person, He Jinyang. The Xianjue Conference, the last two games, one is you and Moxiu Wangshi, and the other is Jia Kexin With Zhong Litai, Jia Kexin is a Faxiu who was born in Shuiruo Palace. I met him by chance when I went out, and he wanted to find a team to survive the battle for the heaven list. He said he had no obsession with the throne or the throne , just want to get through this test well, in order to let me agree, he knew that I was looking for special spiritual objects, and specially took out these magical artifacts as a reward, and he hired us to protect him."

After the words were finished, those with deep thoughts were thinking about how much it was true and how much it was false, and those who were not thinking deeply said: "You bring someone to see?"

He Jinyang, who was in charge among those present, nodded slightly, echoing the person who spoke.

Hearing Feng Chuixi's words, I also thought of the wonderful work of the external law cultivator and the inner body cultivator who had a high level of cultivation but was afraid of going out of the realm-Jia Kexin.

The conclusion drawn from his posture of watching the other party's fight is that the other party would not say such words on purpose just for the purpose of black hands.It is very likely that the purpose is really as simple as Feng Fuxi said, that is...

"A good disciple of Shuiruo Palace, why was he forced to do this?"

He doesn't understand!

But it wasn't just that he didn't understand the scene, even Ji Wuxia frowned suspiciously. Just after searching for information about Jia Kexin from his mind, he said in puzzlement: "Shui Ruo Palace is no better than other houses. A lunatic regards perfection as his lifelong goal, and ascension is second. Under such a big environment, to be able to throw a magic weapon without thinking is already deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, let alone the real situation is a body cultivator who has achieved success? "

Speaking of this, he glanced at the wind and said: "What is the origin of this Jia Kexin? It can make the group of lunatics in Shuiruogong ignore his life and let him participate in the battle of Tianbang alone. The key point is that if Shui cooperates with 'Drowning', it is originally the Palace of Drowning, and Jia Kexin is a disciple of the Xinzi generation, and he is the younger brother of the current palace master. If they are also engaged in mortal struggles for power and profit, this deity will never believe it Yes, there must be something hidden in this matter!"

"...You're so sure about what you said, why don't you just call someone over and have a look." After He Jinyang finished speaking, he squeezed his eyes in the wind and said, "Since everything has been confiscated, it's okay to bring someone here." right?"

Feng Chuixi understood, and said with a smile: "He happens to be in the lobby downstairs, I'll go and bring him up."

When the hem of Feng Chuixi's hastily left clothes disappeared by the door, He Jinyang immediately leaned over to Leng Baijun and said, "Feng Chuixi is really desperate this time, who stimulated him?"

Leng Baijun glanced at him calmly, who else could there be?

He Jinyang touched the bridge of his nose and stepped back, laughing twice.

No matter, no one in the room lived longer than Ji Wuxia.

However, thinking this way, he subconsciously looked towards Emperor Mei Xue, and found that he was looking at the big black bird with its head poking out from its nest on the bed with a strange look.

Those eyes seemed real and illusory, full of difficulty and strange relief, maybe... he should worry about whether he would be pried into a corner?

Recalling the other party's rhetoric that he wanted to poach Leng Baijun, and seeing his strange "concern" behavior towards his big black bird, He Jinyang felt that it was time for him to restrain the other party's actions.