I'm afraid of myself

Feng Chuixi, who came to the door early in the morning, did not know that yesterday's conversation had been heard clearly, and he was about to go up to him with joy. Friends and friends kept shouting, but seeing the clothes of the person downstairs, this friend I was choked in my throat, I wondered if the friend I just met yesterday is smart, why is there a completely different aesthetic between dressing up and yesterday?

"Okay..." Friends...

As if he didn't hear the wind blowing west, he went downstairs in a suit in the style of a sailor. The face that seemed sharp and indifferent yesterday showed a trace of gentleness, and the eyes were delicate and narrow, outlining a pair of brilliance and restraint. His dark eyes, and the dark green and heavy gold clothes are close-fitting and complicated, which not only makes him as slim as a bamboo, but also has a three-point literati style.

In a word, it doesn't look like a person using force, but more like a person using his brain.

When He Jinyang found an empty table in the corner and sat down, and thanked the little brother who poured tea in a good-tempered manner, Feng Chuixi seemed to have recovered and hurriedly lay down beside the table and stared at him closely.

He Jinyang sipped his fragrant tea slowly, his eyebrows and face remained unchanged, but it made the people watching feel that this person is not the same person as yesterday.

what's the situation?

Feng Chuxi couldn't figure it out, and there was only temptation at this time.

"Which... are you He Jinyang?"

He said cautiously.

He Jinyang looked at him and smiled slightly, "Of course."

The wind took a deep breath, almost fell under the table, and said tremblingly: "My friend, what's wrong with you? Have you lost your temper?"

He Jinyang sighed: "What my friend said really hurt a certain heart, does this look so bad?" He leaned forward and comforted him softly, "Don't worry, I'm still me."

The wind blows to the west: "..."

Seeing that he didn't answer, He Jinyang held up his sleeves and picked up the sand pot on the table to order some tea for him. He didn't put down his hands until the fragrance of the tea on the table was overflowing.

"Doesn't your friend want to say something?"

He subconsciously picked up the teacup in his palm, and was scalded. The sluggish wind finally came back to his senses. After he came back to his senses, he heard these words, and he almost burst into tears.

I never heard that turnaround is a smart score!

How can this be done!

Feng Chuixi was so sad beyond words, looking at the teacup that scalded himself, complaining: Why not wine?A drunk solution to a thousand worries ah!

The face of the person opposite was heartbroken, and the corners of He Jinyang's eyes twitched as he drank the hot fragrant tea in one gulp, and then howled in the dry wind, "Serve the wine!"

He Jinyang blinked, "Drinking too early will hurt your health."

Feng Fuxi: "If you don't explain clearly, I will still be sad!"

He Jinyang smiled and bent his eyes, playing sloppy eyes.

"How can this be? Everyone has secrets, right?"

Feng Chuxi broke down and said, "You're not a secret at all, okay?" Who can understand his mood when he saw his friend change so early in the morning? "I almost thought you were taken away!"

He Jinyang said: "Don't blame it, it's just some small problems of my own."

Feng Chuixi looked at him eagerly, grasped the edge of the table with both hands, and asked nervously.

"what is the problem?"

He Jinyang cooperated and said: "Smart points."

Feng Fuxi: "Pfft!"

spurting blood.

Well, no spray, but he showed an incomparable image, and the appearance of being choked up for a moment and unable to speak a word was very vivid.

He Jinyang looked at him with a smile, his long and narrow eyes were full of fun, and he didn't look like yesterday's haughty but careless character.

Seeing He Jinyang like this, Feng Chuixi somewhat believed in the fact that he was very smart.

Deliberate posturing is nothing more than a good relationship, and he is proficient in dealing with He Jinyang's sudden change.

Even He Jinyang, who was possessed by Zhou Fan at this time, had to admit that the estrangement that should have arisen was not left at all after the wind blowing to the west, and the two of them still chatted for a whole morning.

Because of the delay of the second session of the Xianjue Conference, Takizawa County seemed very lively. Many shops outside had people going out to greet customers. He Jinyang also saw many small stalls scattered along the street. said those.

Seeing that he was interested, Feng Zexi happened to drink a pot of tea and dragged him out to go shopping.

"Friend, I have something I want to buy, do you want to accompany me to have a look?"

Right in the middle of his arms, He Jinyang raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile and said: "Thank you for your friendship." However, he didn't intend to accept it.

The wind blows west and rubs the bridge of his nose, secretly feeling that today's He Jinyang is really soft and hard.

Takizawa County can be said to have gathered most of the powers in the comprehension world during the Xianjue Conference. Although the shops opened by these powers are all branch stores, the good products at this time are all coming from here.

However, since it is a good product, it also means that there are very few people who can afford it, and there are so few street stalls one after another, and monks who pick up leaks are everywhere.

He Jinyang and Feng Chuixi were not inconspicuous at all mixed in the crowd. Among them, He Jinyang was as unhurried as if he was shopping, stopping and going, and his whole body was as graceful as a powerful official on tour, and his every move was reserved and reserved.

Although Feng Chuixi is also very good-looking, with a natural look of unruliness in his eyebrows, but walking with He Jinyang, it feels like a noble son who is just looking at flowers and a minister with real power, not at all the same grade.

This state can be felt as soon as the wind blows to the west for a long time, and he clutches his head and sighs.

"I have realized the difficulty of having a good friend."

He Jinyang looked at it happily, and heard the words in a neutral manner and didn't intend to find out what he was thinking.

"So that's the case, my friend will take care of you."

"..."

Now Feng Chuixi understood how he felt when he choked on his friend, it was really choking panic!

"what?"

Walking halfway, He Jinyang suddenly became interested in something on the street stall.

Feng Chuixi hurriedly looked over, and found that it was just a small Danding.

"Are you interested in this?" He picked it up from the stall first, and looked around and didn't think there was anything unusual about this thing.

The three-legged tripod made of bronze is engraved with inscriptions around it, and the two ears are spread sideways inside the concave-convex heart. If you look carefully, there is still a lot of rust attached to the inside of the tripod, making many inscriptions blurred.

Feng Chui Xizai looked at it carefully, if it wasn't for this thing being sold here, he would have thought it was a burial object of a mortal dynasty.

Before he could ask, a slender white hand gently took the cauldron from his hand.

The wind blows to the west: "..."

He Jinyang smiled indifferently: "What is the price of this alchemy tripod?" The small size of the alchemy tripod in his hand is just right for holding in the palm of his hand, and with those elegant and slender fingers, it looks very delicate, but it is different from others in the cultivation world. Compared with Baoguang's gorgeous spiritual weapon, it's just like that.

The wind blows the west to make fun of himself, rubs his nose and looks at other things on this stall, then raises his eyebrows, and finds that almost all the things in this shop are so old and without half aura, it looks like there is no one there Bought mortal utensils.

"I said, He Jinyang, are you really going to buy it? This one doesn't look like there are any good things," he said bluntly in front of the stall owner, squatting on the ground, picking up a jade pendant and looking at the variegated jade pendant inside. With a click, the wind blows west and said: "If you want to buy spiritual weapons, I can take you to Guangshaoxuan to buy them. Their refining masters have always been the best, and most of the refined spiritual weapons are top-grade. "

The stall owner said nothing while he was talking, and the long and ragged cloak covered him completely, not even showing his face.

He Jinyang said indifferently: "Street owner, don't you plan to sell it?"

The corners of the mouth twitched in the wind, and it depends on what he has in mind if he doesn't speak.

And when he didn't speak, the stall owner who seemed to be turned into a stone said in a hoarse and piercing voice: "One low-grade spirit stone, one condition."

A gleam flashed in his eyes, and He Jinyang didn't answer, "What kind of conditions?"

The stall owner: "If you take this thing, you can't throw it away no matter what kind of pursuit you encounter in the future."

He Jinyang laughed and said, "It seems like a troublesome baby, so how about I hand it over to the party that chased me?"

The person under the hood seemed to move, and He Jinyang noticed that he had glanced at him.

The stall owner said: "Anything, it's just that you are willing to give this thing to him after you know who the other party is."

He Jinyang held his chin and said: "It's not simple, it's not ordinary, okay, I'll buy it."

Stall owner: "Sincerely a low-grade spirit stone."

He Jinyang bent his eyes and looked at Feng Chuixi who was watching the play.

"Friend."

Stretching the last syllable, Feng Chuixi consciously took out the bag of spiritual stones, and when paying the bill, he suddenly wondered if he had become He Jinyang's bully?

He Jinyang seemed to know what he was thinking, playing with Dan Ding beside him, smiling unabated.

"Friends, share the blessings."

The wind blows to the west: "..."

I complained in my heart, I hope I can wait until the day when I am in trouble, alas, no, I hope I don’t wait until that day!

As soon as he thought about it, he knew that the one who died would definitely not be himself, but the guy in front of him who could drag himself into the water with a smile.

Why didn't you think the other party was so dangerous before?Feng Zhixi wondered.

He Jinyang smiled happily when he bought something he liked, but he didn't ignore a group of people who quickly disappeared into the crowd. He bent his eyes, looked at the stall owner in front of him, and pointed out: "Your Excellency, do you feel relaxed?"

The stall owner said: "Equivalent exchange."

He Jinyang made a sudden move, caught off guard, and slashed across the air, and a lot of spiritual plants grew densely in the cracks in the space cut across, and attacked the mysterious stall owner.

"I don't think so."

When the voice fell to the ground, all kinds of spiritual plants swelled several times in an instant, growing and expanding rapidly with the source of the unknown power at the other end of the space, and then obeyed the order to open their bloody mouth, which was the size of an adult.

The stall owner looked at the crisis in front of him as nothing and said, "Impatience."

He Jinyang said calmly: "This is called making a quick decision. You have malicious intentions towards me, and I always want to ask for an explanation."

The stall owner finally raised his face under the cloak, revealing a deep kyanite that seemed to be made of ice.

Feng Chuixi said in shock: "Puppet!"

The stall owner snorted coldly: "When I owe you a favor," then the puppet's body collapsed before Ling Zhi bit it, and the ground was covered with shards of spirit stones, and even the real mortal artifacts on the stall became ownerless things.

He Jinyang looked at the spar on the ground thoughtfully.

"Wind blowing west, is this ice cold stone? It is a high-grade spirit mine that can be used instead of spirit stone when necessary."

When he asked the question suddenly, the wind blew Xi to pause before saying "um", and then said: "What's going on here?"

He Jinyang looked at him sideways, and said inscrutablely: "Have you heard of it? Evil thoughts are tangible."

The wind blows to the west: "..."

He Jinyang smiled.

"Since you don't know, help me put these ice-cold stones and these antiques together, and treat them as the deposit I paid to solve his troubles."

The wind blows west helplessly, "You have to tell me the reason later."

When will I have such a situation where I can't figure it out?

Thinking about it is also sad.

He Jinyang was unaware of his thoughts, and watched Feng Chuixi bend down to clean up the mess leisurely by himself, his eyes without emotion swept around the people who were whispering about the sudden change, and the huge spirit born out of thin air The plant slowly shrinks, gradually retracting into the crack.

Reaching out and wiping it, the crack disappeared, and even the magic pen returned to the sleeve pocket.

Dressed in Chinese ink and decorated, with a coquettish posture.

He Jinyang was in a good mood, so good that he was waiting for trouble to come to him.