Chapter 3: Magician Yin Yang Yang (Part 2)

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With the changes in Yang Lao's body, the temperature of the surrounding air is rising sharply, and the rolling heat wave makes Ji's eye-catching prospects vacant for a while.
Old Yang was very satisfied with Ji Dong ’s surprised expression and smiled slightly, saying, "How is it? Now I am qualified to taste the wine you have made? You can rest assured that I am not threatening you. I just want to tell you that I have changed you. The ability of life. My name is Yang Bingtian. I am the dean of Lihuo College in Lihuo City. The fifth-level grandmaster of the Chonghuo Department of the Five-Crown Yang-Muan. "
As he said, he raised his right hand, and the white crown on his head floated out slowly, falling over the top of his palm, but it was not implemented, but rotated slowly on his palm. Ji Dong could only see this clearly. On the nine triangular tips of the crown, the five flames were branded on the front. The last four are not. Are these five flame patterns the five crowns he said?
Ji Dong pointed to the crown in the hands of Yang Lao, and said a bit dull: "Can you tell me what this is first? And, what is the seventh-level grandmaster of the five-crown Yang crown Binghuo Department?" Meaning? How can I not understand? "
This time it was Yang Bingtian ’s turn to be surprised. He stared at Ji Dong with wide eyes, as if looking at some monster.
You, you do n’t even know the magician Yin and Yang Mian.

It was so hot, so hot, Ji Dong only felt that the scene in front of him was getting more and more blurred. The top-heavy feeling made him slightly shaken, but he still shook his head and muttered, "I don't know."
There was a hint of suddenness in Yang Bingtian's eyes, "It's no wonder you don't know, begging for a living every day, you may not have been exposed to this level yet. Hey, what's wrong, little brother ..."
Ji Dong ’s body has not allowed him to persevere. This month, he has not had a good meal, plus his body is already weak. The previous concentration of bartending has almost exhausted his physical strength. At this time, he was roasted by the scorching heat in front of him. As soon as his eyes were black, he fell down. The last feeling is that his body seems to be caught, and has not hit the hard ground.
When Yang Bingtian caught Ji Dong's body, the vision on him had disappeared, feeling the weak blood in Ji Dong's body, and sighed, "This child seems to be a poor person, but he doesn't know that he is a little Why can you make such a peculiar cocktail at a young age, is it a noble child of a nobleman? Take him back first and talk about it. "Now, he picked up Ji Dong's body, moved slightly under his feet, and the blink of an eye had disappeared at the end of the street. .
Not knowing how long he slept, Ji Dong gradually recovered his consciousness. The rich aroma accompanied by breathing stimulated his sharp sense of smell, this is ..., the taste of chicken soup?
Slowly opened his eyes, the feeling of weakness did not completely disappear because of sleep. When looking closely, Ji Dong found that he was lying in a strange place.
The windows are bright and clean, very neat, the room is not very big, about 20 square meters, it is not luxurious, only simple decoration, the most attracted Ji Dong ’s attention is the mural on the roof, it is a lifelike The phoenix is ​​flaming red all over the body, looking forward to the posture, and its wings are vibrating, as if it is about to break away. The edge of the fiery red pattern is golden, somewhat similar to when Yang Bingtian released the red light before coma. Ji Dong also woke up at this time, it turned out that the light and shadow that appeared before Yang Bingtian was the Fire Phoenix!
"You're awake." Yang Bingtian's gentle voice sounded, Ji Dong supported him and sat up. I saw that Yang Bingtian was sitting on the other side of the table beside the bed. There was a casserole on the table and a plate of soy sauce. And two buns. Looking down at myself again, I don't know when the dirt on my body has been washed away, and I have put on clean clothes. The long-lost feeling of refreshment can't help Ji moving his spirits.
Looking at the food on the table, Ji moved: "Is this for me?"
Yang Bingtian smiled and nodded, "Eat something first, your body is very weak."
Ji Dong was also polite. He picked up the empty bowl on the table and opened the casserole. He knew it was a pot of chicken soup without looking at him. His nose had already told him the answer.
Ling Yang Bingtian was somewhat surprised that although Ji Dong was obviously very hungry, he was not in a hurry when he was eating. He tore the buns and sent them to the entrance, but stopped after eating half of them I also ate only three or four thin slices. There were two bowls of chicken soup. Although his eating movements are not as noble and elegant as the nobles, the natural movements give people a very harmonious feeling.
"Why don't you eat more?" Yang Bingtian asked.
Ji shook his head, "I haven't eaten a serious meal in a long time, and my stomach has too little oil and water, but eating too much is bad for my health."
When Ji Dong stopped, Yang Bingtian couldn't help but add a little surprise, this child's mentality is really mature! "Will you tell me something about you?"
Ji Dong looks at Xiang Yang Bingtian, UU reads www. uukanshu.com two bowls of hot chicken soup enter the abdomen, the feeling of warmth melts away the weakness, and I seem to have a little strength on my body. . You want to know why I tune the bar, it ’s very simple, heirloom. "
Long before the action yesterday, Ji Dong thought about his remarks. The more he said, the easier it was to reveal flaws. It was better to say less. He never thought that his speech would make Yang Bingtian doubt, but what about the doubt? His purpose is not his identity.
Sure enough, after listening to Ji Dong's words, Yang Bingtian frowned slightly, and looked at Ji Dong carefully for a long while, but he still couldn't see anything from the excitement and the bland look of pride and sadness.
"It seems that you are a child of misery."
Ji moved his hands on the table and said in a deep voice: "I don't need mercy. You brought me back, just want me to make a drink for you."
Yang Bingtian looked at him with a smile, "Do you want to?"
Ji moved: "Tell me first, what were the changes in your body yesterday, and what is the magician's yin and yang crown?"