Chapter 145: Sifan's invitation

Beyond the fruit Jiazi 984, the master of the feather said in a few words, and took everything to himself.
But the Yandu City cannot be made.
Huh!
Li Yan pushed open the temple door, walked in with the snow, and glanced into the room.
Thick rice porridge grumbles in a wok, and is filled with grains such as taro.
Dan Niang rolled her eyes.
"grown ups."
Jiujiing Sudu screamed.
Dan Niang looked as usual, her eyes interacted with Li Yan, and flashed.
Be careful.
Li Yan nodded, turning his gaze to the man in the corner, holding the sea bowl.
The man's hair was disheveled, he was wearing a wrinkled suit and was swallowing the hot porridge in the bowl.
Li Yan, who had seen the strange and dead white stream all the way, launched the man with a hesitant glance at him.
no response……
The man seemed to be aware, and when he stopped, he raised his head, and his mouth was still stained with porridge.
"I won't [a glimpse of Jinghong], so please confirm again, you are Li Yan?"
Jiuyi Sudu stretched her neck out, and her vision was blocked by Dan Niang.
"You looking for me?"
"Neither, I've heard of you before, but I didn't expect to happen."
Li Yan Moran for a moment, said gently: "Are you off?"
The atmosphere was suddenly tense.
The man blew the heat from the bowl, which reflected his features in the bowl, an extremely indifferent face.
"You've seen too old, and it's not unusual to recognize me."
The man smiled brightly.
Li Yan took a carrot out of his pocket and took a big bite. Then he smiled and asked, "What's your name?"
"Si Fan, Feng Yi."
Feng Yi, a Bingyi, a water of the Yellow River.
"Si Fan, is it an organization?"
Li Yan asked with interest on his face. He turned his back to Dan Niang and swayed his palms out, meaning he had a chance to leave quickly.
"Isolated outside Yan Fu's fruit, the home base of those who fall off."
He lifted a bowl at Li Yan.
"How are you interested in joining us?"
"I? Ho De Hoen."
Li Yan was haha.
"Don't be arrogant, not everyone can have 90% or more specializations in the" Ten Capitals "."
After a pause, Feng Yi went on to say: "The name of Tai Sui is the most painful scar for us Sifan. We pay special attention to everything about her, including you.
Before I came, someone told me that you don't have to look for it deliberately, even if you die, but if you happen to meet you, I will ask you if you want to join Sifan. "
Li Yan smiled indiscriminately. Did not speak.
"Think about it, we are serious."
Feng Yi's eyes burned:
"Yan Fu has ten masters, and Si Fan has eight hardships. Life, old, sick, dead, sad, sad, parting, resentful, can't ask."
"Two years ago, the death and suffering of one of the Eight Sufferings, and Yushu rebelled against Si Fan when he was too old, and the Ten Masters entered in vain. Born, old, sick, and resentful will fight to death, and Si Fan's vitality will be greatly injured. Five. "
"You know, ten masters, eight hardships, this is not a stigma, but a real crown and strength. If you stay in Yan Fu, you will not be able to reach this level for a long time. After all, The feather owner, but the hair owner who has always crowned the five insects has been pressed hard. You want to grab the position of the feather owner from his hand, it is almost impossible. "
"However, if you are willing to join Sifan, I will recommend you to inherit the" dead "suffering as a new" living "suffering."
Li Yan thought for a while before he said, "How many questions do I want to ask you?"
"Please."
"You killed Pei Yunhu?"
"Well, that's right," Feng Yi admitted simply. "The decree is also in my hands."
Li Yan's heart sank, and his situation was worse than when Pei Yunhu wasn't dead.
"What's your purpose?" He asked.
"I want to give my guys a way out."
"open circuit?"
"Do you know why we are called shedding people?"
Li Yan shook his head.
Feng Yi explained: "The legendary Nan Yan Fu Ti, the treasure tree that bred the world, every fruit on the tree is a brand new world, and the essence of Yan Fu's fruit contains infinite possibilities and the root of vitality. This is Yan Fu's core. "
"Usually, only when the fruit wilts naturally can there be a chance to get Yan Fu's pit, but ..."
Feng Yi spread his palm, and a strange touch of dead white floated in his palm.
"The power of Sifan is unique among Yan Fu, the force that can peel off the flesh of Yan Fu's fruits."
"Fruits fall off. The flesh of Yan Fu's fruits is removed, leaving only Yan Fu's kernels."
"But because of this, some people call us Yan Fu's pest."
Feng Yi's smile is still clear.
"It's the first time I've done things like peeling the flesh and pulling away the Yan Fu's kernels. According to the predecessors, even for such small fruits ranked after 500, the rareness of the kernels is not ordinary If the foreign body in the "Legend of the Legend" can be compared, and get the Yan Fu fruit core, Si Fan will have the confidence to break through the blockade of the earth and return to the Yan Fu world. "
Feng Yi snapped his fingers and said, "However, you only set my words, but you didn't mean to bargain with me. It seems that you have rejected my invitation?"
Li Yan groaned for a while, and said leisurely, "I ..."
Masterpiece of bronze bell in the courtyard!
The candle trembled and buzzed, and the sandalwood burned red, burning a large piece.
Unconsciously, it was twelve o'clock.
Boiling at midnight.
"Oh ~"
A little fat boy wrapped in a red bellyband jumped down from the incense case, his belly was on the ground, and the ball bounced, chubby and round. It's lovely.
Feng Yi bowed his head, as opposed to this fat doll.
The fat baby grimaced, kicked the brass candlestick, and ran out.
The children's voices burst into noise, and dozens of white and tender fat dolls jumped down from the incense case, all mischievously.
They pulled yellow curtains, ate fruit, and even a few climbed onto the beams of the house and took the little magpies to the straw on the roof of the pestle. The tiles were loosened a lot.
Feng Yi frowned, staring at these little guys who didn't know where they came from,
As soon as Dan Niang raised her face, the Xiaoyun Niangniang, who had her eyelids closed on the main hall, was surrounded by many doll woodcarvings, and now it has disappeared.
"Dang! Dang!"
The golden hammer struck the chime, and the fat dolls turned their heads and saw a pretty face on the board, and then they heard the sound, smoky into the darkness, and never saw it again.
The girl with one hand on hips, sapphire blue clothes, and two maids, she held a gold hammer and shook her head helplessly.
On the side hall, a Nanmu Xiangyun pattern is empty.
Seeing those dolls disappeared, she turned to look at the people in the room, her voice was crisp and crisp: "Some pilgrims, do you want to sign?"
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