Outside the spring breeze.

Huang Fu, Yang Wu and others, while walking and talking.

They were not fast, as if they were walking, as if they were waiting for Su Chu.

At this time, the cheongsam woman, the manager of the Tiantian restaurant Tang, took a cheongsam woman up and said to the crowd: "Mr. Huang, Ms. Yang... this is a small gift from our restaurant, please accept..."

“No, no, no.”

Huang said that this small gift is the tea before the rain mountain, three or four thousand pounds of "golden leaves".

According to the size of the box, it can hold at least one kilogram.

After a while, they will not be able to take it.

"We're here, really, eat and take."Huang Fu couldn't help but laugh bitterly and said, "Chou Hai, this rain mountain before tomorrow tea, really three or four hundred pounds?"

"I bought a few pounds a few months ago, and the market price was 38,000 pounds."Zhou Hai looked at the box and said, "Rainy Mountain pre-mortem tea production is very small, the market's so-called Yushan Mingxiao tea, are basically fake, or tea after the rain, to trust acquaintances can get some."

“Oh my god, I feel a little hot.”

Huang Auxiliary was surprised.

“Brother Zhou, I don’t drink much tea, or you’ll take it?”Dude came up.

"If you don't drink, you can give it to the elders, and the elders will surely like it."Zhou Hai smiled and said that there was no tea in Duchi, after all, 38,000 pounds, which is still very expensive for these stars.

And each one box, take two boxes of their own is fun?

“Who is this, Mr. Yan?Why haven’t you heard of it at all?”Liu Ni was somewhat curious to ask, the whole person was completely attracted, "as a matter of reason, people like Mr. Yan, should have heard of it."

Everyone shook their heads, all curious.

"Mr. Yan said that he lives in the bamboo garden or the lake, I don't know if it is the bamboo garden."Yang Wu suddenly said with some curiosity, and then pointed to a direction, "that is, the bamboo garden of the first garden in East Lake, I heard that it is worth tens of billions..."

People can't help but take a cold breath, tens of billions of gardens?

They heard it for the first time.

“Billions?Isn't it?"Liu Ni was shocked to ask, and then pulled out his mobile phone to search for the bamboo garden, his eyes could not help but stare slightly, and it was indeed a valuation of tens of billions...

At this time, people did not speak.

A moment later, Su Chu came out of the spring breeze cabinet, saw that they were waiting for themselves, immediately trotted forward and said, "Sorry, let you wait for me."

People laugh, naturally not accounting for anything.

At this time, Malay happened to come to the spring breeze pavilion, and stopped and shook hands as they passed them, and walked into the spring breeze pavilion after saying a few words.

They looked at the Malay into the spring breeze, and then looked at each other...

A moment later, they came to the parking lot and drove back to the hotel.

In Su Chu's hands, not only three more jade cards, but also three blank long-term cards.In fact, the long-life card is blank, can be transferred to others, even if the restaurant registration, can still be transferred...

Returning to their respective rooms, Su Chu couldn't help but take out three Ping An jade cards.

In the spring breeze cabinet, when she heard her cousin talk about the role of the Ping An jade card, she couldn't believe it...

Is my cousin's brain broken?

“Really?”

At this time, Su Chu was curious to observe, and inside the jade card did faintly see two small swords, two small shields, and a small leaf.

However, but...

How is that possible?

She still couldn’t believe how there was magic in the world.However, she still wants to try, as long as she knows if it is true or false.

"Let the sword come."

Su Chu took one of the Ping An jade cards, thought about it, said the spell, and then saw the jade card, suddenly shooting a needle-like light.

The light was rapidly enlarged to about three inches, and it could be seen that it was a golden light sword.

She couldn't help but stare, her face was full of inconceivable looks, and her brain seemed to be short-circuited.The little golden sword was hanging in front of her, and it seemed that whatever she thought, it would fly where it would fly...

But in three or four seconds, it was over in the blink of an eye.

She had not seen anything, had not tried its might, and a sword had been wasted.

At this time, she looked at the jade card, her face full of shock, and did not return to God for a long time.

There is such a world...

It's incredible!

...

The Spring Pavilion.

Yan Qingkang and Malay drank a cup of tea, talked for a while, and left.

At this time, when he returned to the bamboo garden, he came to the Changsheng Inn with a small sword, and his hand was playing with a three-inch sword with a floating cloud pattern.

The so-called floating lines, that is, like clouds in the clear sky, are rare.

Moreover, this small sword has been folded eight times, a total of seven hundred and sixty-eight layers, cut iron, cut gold and jade is not under the words.

And a hundred steelmaking, but only three hundred and eighty-four layers.

Other small swords, or turtle text, or flowing water, or rivers, or waves and other patterns, the blade is extremely tough and sharp, with the characteristics of rigid and soft.

Then he came to the first heaven and stood on the top of one of the mountains.

"Three inches of green front fait accompli, see the perfect sense, and red wind back, such as the flow of photoelectric light."Then I will help you, and in the end, I will be able to see you.”

Yan Qingyang looked at the cloudy sword in his hand, and said without being slightly surprised, then threw the three small swords out of the cloud and said, “Go!”

Three small swords flew away.

A moment later, he came to the second day, and also cast three small swords, and then to the third heaven, and then to the third day, and cast three small swords...

They are either in the river, or in the mountains, or in the waters...

This is the sword that is borrowing the spirit of the world!

As for what sword is raised in the end, he does not know, perhaps all failures are not necessarily, perhaps raising a few unscrupulous swords...

As he was about to leave, he suddenly thought and immediately returned to the first day.

It took him some time to find a small sword, and thought about printing the Imperial Sword into the Little Sword, and then threw the little sword out.

“It can be a sword, to cut off all the enemies of the world...”

When he turned away, he suddenly saw a blurred picture.

He saw one of the small swords, as if it were just now, slowly sinking from the earth, into a huge sword, penetrating a world of terror, and destroying a huge world...

Countless races perished by the sword!

It seems that the giant sword eventually ran out of energy, perhaps it was scrapped and slowly stopped in a certain boundary.

From a distance, it is like a huge stone peak in the sky, and there is no end at all.It seems that the tip of its sword is interspersed into the other boundary, breaking out of the earth from the earth and becoming an ordinary stone mountain.

The wind blows, I don't know how many years have passed.

It really is just a mountain...

Yan Qingyang looked at him with some consternation, and it seemed that in an instant, he had already seen it for countless million years.Then, I saw a humpback old man on the stone mountain, he was picking water and throwing stones day in and day out...

A young man asked, “What sword does the old gentleman have?”

“The Immortal Sword.”

The humpback old man said firmly, as if he believed that he could grow a fairy sword, "it can be a sword, cut off all the enemies of the world..."

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