Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Song Qingliu turned around and found that the person who came was none other than Sun Xiaokong who had bet on him before.

With a smile on his face, he hurried forward to greet him and said, "Brother Sun..."

Then he did not forget to bow respectfully to Huo San and Hu Li, "Qingliu has seen the two seniors..."

He has seen Hu Li's methods before.

With a single gesture, he killed the two ancestors of the Song family who had been in the closed door training for many years. Even in the Song family, only a few people could do this.

As for Huo San, let alone.

Although it has not been seen to make a move, the speed of the absolute backbone has long been revealed.

"What did Brother Sun mean just now? I don't understand..." Song Qingliu asked with a smile.

He did hear clearly that Sun Xiaokong meant holding a piece of dragon scale in his hand, but this was a bit too unbelievable, after all, it is obvious that such a level of fetish is hard to come by.

In other words, it's just a dragon scale, not the scale of a real dragon, or the body of a fairy...

Beside him, Song Qingya's pretty face couldn't help revealing a little weirdness, with a bit of doubt and a bit of mockery.

Obviously, he has reservations about the fact that the young man in front of him can have dragon scales, or he doesn't believe it.

"I mean, I have a dragon scale, and I want to give it to you to repay the favor I owe you." Sun Xiaokong said straight to the point.

Song Qingliu was stunned for a while, but didn't speak, as if he still didn't understand.

Sun Xiaokong had no choice but to explain: "Just now I saw that you tried your best to fight for that dragon scale but failed, and you have been thinking about it since then. It must be something you need, and it happens that my Master has one, so I plan to give it to you... ..."

In fact, he still had some reservations about what he said, because he only said one piece of dragon scale instead of the whole dragon head.

This is called not exposing wealth.

I taught it from my parents since I was a child, but I never had the chance to use it...

Afterwards, under Song Qingliu's astonished eyes, Sun Xiaokong opened a small wooden box, which contained a complete piece of dragon scale lying quietly.

At this moment, Long Wei revived.

"Brother Sun! This... is really a dragon scale?" Song Qingliu was so surprised that he couldn't believe his own eyes.

"It's guaranteed to be exchanged." Sun Xiaokong said with a smile.

"The scale of the real dragon?"

"That's natural."

"A true dragon of fairy level?"

"Uh, my Master said yes..." In the last sentence, Sun Xiaokong was obviously not confident, because he was really scared.

"But where did the senior get this dragon scale? It seems that the blood has not dried yet..." Song Qingliu suddenly found that there was still a dark red at the root of the dragon scale, as if it had just been picked off.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch it, so scared that Sun Xiaokong hurriedly called out to stop him.

"Hey, don't touch it! This is the real dragon's scale, which fell from the fairy body, be careful that it will wipe out your vitality!"

Although the small wooden box carrying the dragon scales was randomly picked up from a roadside stall, Hu Li had already carved a brand on it, otherwise the entire imperial city might have been destroyed directly.

If we talk about Long Wei, this piece of fresh dragon scale is much stronger than the piece of incomplete dragon scale that has been worn away by the years at the auction, it is not the same at all.

Song Qingliu was taken aback, and quickly withdrew his hand, and said with a sneer, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure, haha..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Sun Xiaokong waved his hand, buckled the small wooden box that was oozing cold, and handed it to Song Qingliu.

"Brother Song, this thing is for you!"

Song Qingliu hesitated again and again, but still shook his head, and declined: "No, no, this dragon scale is too precious, you can't use it, you can't use it..."

Unexpectedly, Sun Xiaokong forced it into his hands.

"There's nothing wrong with it. You saved my old apprentice's life, and I'll give you a dragon scale. In other words, I took advantage of it."

"But this is really too expensive..."

"If you tell you to hold it, you can hold it. Why are there so many ink stains? Anyway, it's the leftovers from my Master..."

"Crack", Sun Xiaokong was hit hard on the back of the head suddenly, and his whole body flew out more than ten feet.

"Little bastard, what are you talking about, daddy only eats meat, not scales!" Huo San said indignantly.

For the first time, Sun Xiaokong got out of a pile of miscellaneous bottles and jars, with two or three crickets on his head.

"Remember, Master...beep..."

The old cricket seller grabbed him by the collar, stared and said: "Boy! You accompany me with crickets!"

Unexpectedly, when Sun Xiaokong thought about it, a large pile of fairy crystals appeared out of thin air, weighing several thousand catties.

"Thank you for buying your cricket, is that enough?"

"Enough, enough..." The old man grinned and let go of the collar he was holding onto, and smoothed it out.

"My lord, you can smash and play whatever you want, these are all yours, hehe..."

Sun Xiaokong rolled his eyes, didn't pay much attention to it, and walked straight back to Master's wife.

"Brother Song, since the favor has been paid back, let's say goodbye, there will be a later date."

"Brother Sun..." Song Qingliu beckoned, wanting to persuade him to stay, but after all he gave up the idea, and then solemnly said, "Take care..."

"Take care!" Sun Xiaokong also hugged the cupped fist in response.

Huo San and Hu Li smiled and nodded without saying much.

Then he turned and left.

Looking at the back of the three leaving, Song Qingliu held the wooden box in his hand, feeling an indescribably illusory feeling for a moment.

Who would have thought that the Dragon Scale, which was determined to be won at the auction, would not have the chance to get it, but a better one would come back instead.

"Cousin, congratulations, you made the right bet this time!" Song Qingya smiled and narrowed her eyes, like a pair of crescent moons.

But Song Qingliu shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed: "Compared with this piece of dragon scale, I think the favors of those few people are more valuable..."

...

On a building hundreds of feet away, Liu Yunfeng, the helm behind the Qizhen Pavilion, stood with his hands behind his back, watching the scene that happened in the distance.

The group of three people who went away made him elusive, it seemed that no matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be a sense of emptiness, unfathomable and unfathomable.

"Sure enough, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people..."

After a moment of silence, he tilted his head and told the people around him: "These people must be as good as possible, and they must not be offended."

"Yes..." Everyone responded.

One of them pondered for a while, and said: "Lord Pavilion Master, the Second Prince seems to have sent someone to ask where they came from..."

"Oh? What did you say?"

"This subordinate tells the truth, because I really don't know where it came from... But the second prince doesn't seem to be satisfied..."

"It's okay, if he wants to inquire, let him inquire, even if he gets angry, he can't blame others."

"yes."

"Also, let Ruyan get close with these three more, remember to mention a little bit, don't say it directly!"

"Yes, this subordinate understands."

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