Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Do you have real fire?

Hearing this voice, Ye Chen frowned suddenly.

The real fire is his biggest secret, which he has been hiding for a long time. Rao is the first of the three main peaks and Chow Tai Fook. They did not see it, and they would be smelled by the little fat man in front of him.

Ye Chen's heart was full of shock.

"Did you have real fire?" The little fat man's two chubby hands had already grasped Ye Chen's arm, and his voice couldn't help being lowered, for fear that the real Huangshi outside would hear it.

"How precious is the real fire, where can I have an intern disciple." Although shocked, Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"You lie to me less, I can smell it."

"I'm afraid you smell it wrong!"

"No, then! I'll find a personal test." Then, the little fat man turned directly, took a sigh of relief, and uttered a voice in the direction of the door. "Old man, this kid has real .... 唔唔 ..." . "

Before the word "fire" came out, Ye Chen stepped forward and covered the mouth of the goods, and let Huangshi's real person come to check. His true fire iron could not be hidden.

"Little fat man, you will have a lot!" Ye Chen's forehead scrambled with black lines. It's not unreasonable for this little fat man to grow fat. This was all supported by ghost ideas.

"Look at it, I'll say yes!" The fat man broke off Ye Chen's palm, rubbing his fluffy hands, his two small eyes were still polished.

"You're fierce." Ye Chen took a deep breath, after all, resisted the impulse of violent obesity on the spot.

"What are you talking about, what are you talking about?" Huangshi came scoldingly and came over, staring at the fat man with a beard and staring. "Are you full?"

"I ... I practice my throat." The little fat man yanked his ears, after all, he didn't shake out the real things of Ye Chen.

"Quiet Lao Tzu." Huang Shizhen turned black and turned away.

After walking a few steps, Huang Shizheng looked back at the fat man again, "Yes, you said that he had a real ... what is it?"

Asked by a real person from Huangshi, the fat man's eyes narrowed, "I'm ... really angry."

After hearing what the fat man said, Rao Ye Ye almost smiled.

"I'm going to your grandma." Huang Shizhen's big body flew over on the spot, a big mouth called to the fat man's face, "Which one of the people of Heng Yuezong is not angry, what a fuss."

Talking, Huangshi turned back and left.

After Huang Shi lived, the fat man who was knocked down on the ground climbed from the ground. A slap print on his chubby face was clearly visible.

"You're an old man, wait for the little man." The little fat man covered his face and scolded him.

Aside, Ye Chen glanced at and was about to leave.

"You can't leave." Seeing Ye Chen leaving, the fat man grabbed him on the spot.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, yes," said the fat man, "use your real fire to help me refine a baby."

"No time."

"Old man Huang, this kid ..."

"Refining." Ye Chen really lost his temper.

The two arrived one after the other.

At this hour on weekdays, there is no shortage of Hengyue disciples who collect spiritual grass in Houshan, but today, there is no one here. They all went to Fengyuntai to see the three main peaks.

"Let's talk about it beforehand. I can do it for you. I have something really hot and you can't shake me out."

Along the way, Ye Chen repeatedly emphasized this problem.

"You can rest assured, my mouth is very tight, hehe hehe." The fat man patted his chest.

"Also, you can't do it for nothing, give me five hundred spirit stones, otherwise, don't talk."

"The deal." The fat man is very refreshing. He is so refreshing that Ye Chen can't help but be full of curiosity about the baby he wants to refine. The five hundred spirit stones do not blink, that baby must be extraordinary.

The two found a hidden cave, and the little fat man took out what he said was a treasure.

It was a mace, dark and dark. The overall impression was heavy, and it was definitely a fierce weapon.

"See, there's a hint of black gas on it." The fat man took the mace closer and pointed at the black gas lingering on the mace.

Ye Chen rolled his eyes together. The black gas was only as thin as the hair, and he couldn't see it if he didn't look closely. The black gas gave him the feeling of coldness, smell it carefully, and a **** gas.

"What is this?" Ye Chen asked, pointing to Heiqi.

"The evil thoughts of a master on Mace. With it, I can't let Mace recognize him."

Evil thoughts!

When he heard the name, Ye Chen could not help but flash a shock.

The evil thoughts of life can still be left on the weapon. It is conceivable how strong the original owner of the mace is, and the mace must be a powerful weapon.

"Are you sure that real fire can refine him?" Ye Chen glanced at the fat man.

"Energy, energy," the fat man said with affirmation. "Every evil thought is the most overlying thing, the thing most afraid of the sun is the true fire that is born from heaven and earth. It is definitely a kind of sun, and it must be refining . "

"Let's get started!" Ye Chen said, with a heart motion, summoning the real fire.

The flames of the real fire rose, allowing the temperature in the cave to rise instantly, and the walls around it shone like gold.

"It's a real and overbearing fire, and it can definitely be refined, hehe hehe."

Seeing Ye Chen's real fire, the little fat man was full of confidence and hurriedly suspended the mace in the air.

Ye Chenyu moved real fire and wrapped mace.

There was real fire burning, and the black gas was struggling violently.

what…..!

In the midst of it, there seemed to be screams, so that Ye Chen and the little fat man could not help but have a momentary chatter.

"Look, let me say it!" Seeing that trace of black gas struggling, the fat man rubbed his chubby little hand.

"Evil thoughts are too strong, it takes an hour." Ye Chen asked about the time.

"It's okay, I have time." The fat man squatted down, staring at his mace straightly.

This puppet was too fat. Squatting down, the whole body of fat was piled together. It was like a puppet of fat.

"My name is Xiong Er." The fat man reported his name while watching the mace.

"Bear ... Bear II?"

"I'm the second child at home, so my dad named me Xiong Er."

Hearing that Ye Chen's mouth could not help but twitch a bit, looked at the fat man, and asked tentatively, "Then your brother is called ..."

"Bear big."

"Then your brother, wouldn't you call Xiong San!"

"I have no brother."

Uh!

Ye Chen didn't ask again. He thought that Xiong Er was already wonderful enough. He would have been even more strange before he reached his father, otherwise he wouldn't give them such a lawless name.

what…..!

There was another scream of screams on the mace.

Looking at that trace of black gas, it has become extremely thin. It is just the evil thoughts of the masters during his lifetime. The real fire is his innate nemesis. No matter how it struggles, it cannot escape being refined.

After an hour, Ye Chen received the real fire.

"Yes, yes, hehe." Xiong Er took the mace, and couldn't wait to drop the blood on the mace.

Soon, the blood was absorbed.

Then the mace trembled.

"Big, get bigger." Xiong Er became the master, and with a single thought, the mace became huge instantly, so that it was finally thicker than a tree, taller than a person, and full of heavy air.

"If this is a hit, few people can stand it!" Ye Chen touched his chin and secretly said that the mace was fierce.

On the side, Xiong Er has received a mace and is in a good mood. He patted Ye Chen's shoulder and said, "My dear, I'm in a good mood today, please drink."

Ye Chen glanced at Xiong Er, "Don't you want to give money?"

"You and I are the same as before, talking about money hurts my feelings."

"I depend."

Unexpectedly, Xiong Er grabbed Ye Chen's neck directly and squeezed his eyebrows. "You have real fire. Would you like to have a big ticket with me?"

"Give money." Ye Chen's face darkened.

"You need snow magnolia flowers." Xiong Er frowned again.

Hearing, Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.

He looked down on this little fat man, the monkey sperm and the monkey sperm, knowing that he had real fire, he must also know that he was refining the jade liquid, and even more knew that the only thing missing from Ye Chen's refining the water was the snow magnolia.

"The elder who is guarding the Lingcao Garden is my old uncle." Xiong Er's words made Ye Chen's eyes light up instantly.