Just after the New Year, Xin Ziming appeared in Jiang Xiaojie's City Lord's Mansion in Spring City.
"Lao Xin, you are so interesting, you can still think of coming to my place for a walk during the new year. It seems that I really blamed you in the past. I don't have anything here. I have enough wine and water. You and my brother will fight for 300 rounds in a while." Jiang Xiaojie likes to be lively, I was very happy to see Xin Ziming coming.
Xin Ziming had something in his heart, but he didn't show it on the face.
"I'm here to do something. Stop by and see you. This is the magic weapon that I promised to help you make before." He handed Jiang Xiaojie a large box, which contained the demon body obtained from the last hunt of the tenth-order executioner. According to Jiang Xiaojie's request, he used his share to make a set of soft armor.
Jiang Xiaojie opened the box, and inside the box lay a pair of pure white soft armor, soft and close to the body, with fine and dense scales. Jiang Xiaojie tried it on the surface with the short blade that he carried with him. The short blade made by the eighth-order demon body did not even leave traces on the surface of the soft armor.
"This is good, having it means more than half of my life." Jiang Xiaojie was in high spirits, he picked it up and gestured towards him, "But I think I've seen a set of this system from someone."
"Sister Qianxun is also wearing a set, the style is very similar, but she is black." Yu Nian interjected, "She wears it close to the inside of the clothes and can't see it normally. Last time, the tenth-order monster The siege, the fighting was so fierce, the coat was torn in half, and I only saw it."
"That's right, that's her. Her set's defensive performance looks pretty good too. But it's still a lot worse than mine." Jiang Xiaojie patted Xin Ziming on the shoulder, feeling very proud. After all, nowadays In this world, I have never heard of anyone who can use a tenth-order demon body to make a complete set of armor for Chu.
"Tenth-tier soft armor, haha. At that time, the three of us shared the spoils, Ye Pei's talent was the devil, and the two of us took the devil's body. Maybe someone in this world can wear this, you and I are the first one. share."
Xin Ziming glanced at Jiang Xiaojie dejectedly, thinking that she had made tenth-order weapons and soft armor for Ye Peitian long ago, and she might be wearing it on the sixth-order girl now.
He hesitated whether to speak out what was on his mind. But because it was just a guess after all, he finally endured it.
Xin Ziming picked up a long box he brought, stood up and said, "Just right, I'm going to find that Miss Chu, Xiaojie, please show me the way."
He personally sent the magic weapon he had made. First, because it was a rare 10th-order magic weapon, he was worried about entrusting it to others, and secondly, he wanted to take this opportunity to finally confirm his thoughts.
"Sister Qianxun? What can you do with her?" Jiang Xiaojie was very surprised.
While walking on the road, he thought about whether to tell the former deputy head of Lin Fei's true identity. After all, the three of them made an appointment to hunt high-level monsters together from time to time. But considering Xin Ziming's shrewd and indifferent character, Jiang Xiaojie's heart was biased, and he finally held back.
The two of them came to the Tongzilou with their own thoughts.
Chu Qianxun and a few familiar sisters upstairs and downstairs were in the house around the fireplace. Her house was very small. In order to eat a hot pot, she stuffed all the boxes containing the sundries into Gao Yan's room next door, and borrowed it again. Gao Yan's table was put together, and everyone sat on the ground together, helping to pick vegetables together, eagerly looking forward to tasting Ye Peitian's craftsmanship.
Everyone in this building knows that Lin Fei's craftsmanship is good. As long as he cooks every day, everyone in the building will be drooled by the fragrance wafting from the kitchen. It's a pity that Lin Fei is Chu Qianxun's man, and he is only willing to cook for Chu Qianxun alone. There are not many people who are fortunate enough to taste his cooking skills on weekdays.
Now that it's rare to celebrate the New Year, Lin Fei opened his mouth to treat guests. Anyone upstairs or downstairs who heard the news, one or two, whether they knew it or not, had the cheek to come.
A group of people were crowding and lively, when they suddenly saw two famous city lords suddenly appear at the door of the house, they all jumped and stood up in unison. For a while, I gave up my seat, and I was busy for a while with bowls and chopsticks.
Jiang Xiaojie, the arrogant and domineering lord of Spring City, and Xin Ziming, the indifferent and shrewd lord of Qilin,
The two super bosses took their seats, and everyone in the room became cramped, but they were reluctant to leave because of Ye Peitian's craftsmanship, which he had been looking forward to for a long time, so they had to sit upright and silent.
Jiang Xiaojie and Xin Ziming seemed to be sitting casually, but they couldn't help but secretly guarded their hearts, and their eyes searched for Ye Peitian's figure. They did not dare to relax easily, and their fighting nerves were tense at any time.
"I didn't expect to have a hot pot at Sister Qianxun's place. It's really annoying. Where is my brother Lin?" Jiang Xiaojie asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fei appeared at the door of the house with a steaming pot of soup.
He was wearing a headscarf, a floral apron, and a pair of kitchen gloves.
The murderous man and demon looked warm and harmless, with fragrant food in his hand, a completely soft man.
This too strong contrast made Jiang Xiaojie and Xin Ziming stand up dumbfounded.
Because the two of them stood up, the rest of them had to stand up together. The girls exchanged glances in surprise, wondering why the two high-ranking city lords would be so polite to the "cooker" of Chu Qianxun's house.
"City Lord Jiang and City Lord Xin are here. Please take a seat, you're welcome." Ye Peitian greeted gently, and skillfully poured a pot of milky white soup into the hot pot, which filled the room with fragrance for a while. Everyone's stomach was rumbling.
"There's still a pot of red soup, start it first, and I'll be back when I go." Ye Peitian handed the remaining soup base to Chu Qianxun, preventing her from suggesting that she wanted to help, and kissed her on the forehead by the way. , turned around and went out.
"Hey, I'm almost soured to death by these two people, throwing dog food all day, and I don't know how to take care of our singles." The mad woman complained and sat down.
"That's right, the hot pot is full before the dog food is eaten." Gao Yan also expressed her dissatisfaction in time.
Several girls sat back in a hurry, obviously very skilled with the host.
Jiang Xiaojie sat stiffly, unable to recover from the petrified state.
In his mind, Ye Peitian was the man who turned the tide alone, resisted the tenth-order monster, and saved the lives of the next city.
It is the man and demon who is indifferent and powerful whenever he goes out to battle, the sword is as light as snow, the yellow sand fills the sky.
It was the Huangsha Emperor who once leaned into the mouth of the monster and pulled himself out of danger. This was secretly worshipped by Jiang Xiaojie, and by default he was regarded as the strongest man in the world. When you are at home, it turns out to be a family cook who wears a floral apron, cooks good dishes, and speaks softly
Jiang Xiaojie felt that his mind was a little out of order.
Xin Ziming sat down in a daze. Compared to Jiang Xiaojie, who has been managing the Kirin Base for many years, he is more aware of Ye Peitian's situation.
The desert castle, a monster alone, where the footprints go, the blood flows into rivers, the yellow sand tombs, and the vitality is extinct.
There are certainly many legends about Ye Peitian's life experience, but the name of ruthlessness and ferocity of human beings and demons is by no means a false name. He really couldn't connect the cold-blooded and ruthless Ye Peitian with the soft-spoken Lin Fei.
Ye Peitian prepared a red and white mandarin duck hot pot, fearing that many people would not be full, he also fried a basket of steamed buns dipped in frosting, and fried a large pot of sliced noodles as thin as a cicada's wings.
Everyone cheered, abandoning the feelings of comrades-in-arms that they had known each other for many years, forgetting the level of rank and rank, and enthusiastically devoted themselves to the major battle to seize the share of food.
Xin Ziming reluctantly tasted the food that Ye Peitian personally handed over, and was almost scalded by the white soup, but the rich aroma of the soup was already flowing between his lips and teeth.
"Is it cooked so well?" He stared dully at the small half bowl of milky white soup and the floating handmade meatballs in his bowl, and began to suspect that his various guesses might be wrong. Weapons and armor are not without, those guesses may be a coincidence, it must be so.
Jiang Xiaojie was completely overwhelmed by the deliciousness of the food. He ignored the shock in his mind and began to put down his body and grab the last bowl of fried noodles with Yu Nian regardless of his image.
The strongest man in the world = the brother-in-law who is pressed against the wall by Sister Chihiro = a strong comrade you can rely on with confidence = the little white face who is responsible for cooking at home = the demons who may run away and threaten the whole city = can often come to their house to eat Ringo
Such a complicated and unreasonable logical chain has already been smoothed out in his mind. Now he only cares about whether he can rely on his identity as the head of the regiment and the city owner to suppress Yu Nian, who is not at all sensible, and grab the last piece of fried pork ribs and the last piece of fried noodles in the pot into his own bowl.
Xin Ziming, who was left alone with Jiang Xiaojie, did not explain his purpose until the crowd dispersed with a full meal. He took out the rectangular sword box he brought with him, opened the drawer, and found a bone in the black box. White long sword.
The hilt of the sword has a rounded knot, and the green veins are covered on it, pulsing slightly like a living thing.
At a glance, it can be seen that it is a rare magic weapon in the world.
"Sister Qianxun, so you cut off Yuyu's arm last time and sent it to Lao Xin for processing? You are so smart, Lao Xin has the most exquisite skills in making weapons. You brought this up." Jiang Xiaojie looked at the tenth-order magic weapon in the box with an envious expression, and couldn't help but want to touch it several times.
He said polite words, but in fact he never thought of instructing Chu Qianxun to find Xin Ziming to build a weapon.
Although Xin Ziming's talent in weapon design is rare in the world, Jiang Xiaojie is actually not at ease with his character and character. In front of the tenth-order magic martial arts, even if he has his own face, Jiang Xiaojie does not dare to guarantee that he will not have the greed of embezzlement.
Even Chu Qianxun himself was a little surprised that Xin Ziming could simply deliver the weapon. Based on what she knew about Xin Ziming, she was ready to let Ye Peitian go to take the sword with her apparent identity. Now that Jiang Xiaojie knew about this, she didn't want Ye Peitian to live in hiding for the rest of her life. If she met the right person and the right time, she would want Ye Peitian to take off her mask and live in the right place. in the sun.
"The ability of monsters lies in their powerful control ability. This weapon has successfully continued some of its abilities. When the user holds the hilt, as long as the ability to control attributes is used, the scope and range of the ability will be greatly increased." When he said this, he kept quietly watching Lin Fei with his eyes.
While everyone was looking at the weapons, only Lin Fei was busy cleaning the table and cleaning up the mess after the guests left. He was holding a pile of tired tableware, but glanced at the rectangular box in Xin Ziming's hand, as if he was ready to take it down to clean the dishes at any time.
Xin Ziming once again overturned his speculation in his heart that this man could never be a demon. Is there such a manly and cute human demon
"Lin Fei, come and see, this is what I asked City Lord Xin to do for you specially." Chu Qianxun stopped him.
"Is it for me?" Ye Peitian was very happy, Qianxun worked hard, took his own weapons to heart, and tossed with great fanfare, it turned out to be for him. He wiped his hands and picked up the long sword. When the long sword came out of the box, his whole temperament suddenly changed.
The cold hair on Xin Ziming's back stood up in an instant, and he, who was mentally sharp, immediately noticed that there was an extremely powerful being far superior to himself in the room.
There was no wind or sand in the house, and the man waved his arm and pointed the bone-white sword tip lightly out of the window.
With such a light-hearted, casual and freehand movement, the sky outside the window darkened, and yellow sand began to fill the streets and alleys of Spring City, blocking the sight of countless pedestrians.
"How come there is such a big sandstorm?"
"That's right, the sand is so big that I can't see it."
Passersby complained about the sudden change of weather.
"Yes, the tenth-order magic weapon is really extraordinary." Ye Peitian calmly put the sword into the box, and picked up a stack of dishes, "Then I'll go down first."
Xin Ziming: "..."
Jiang Xiaojie: "Wo Cao, as expected of my brother Ye."
Yu Nian: "The Human Demon is so awesome, and Sister Qianxun who can make the Human Demon wash the dishes is even more awesome."
It was only after a long walk that Xin Ziming came to his farewell from the Tongzilou.
He turned around and asked Jiang Xiaojie, "You already knew that he was Ye Peitian?"
Jiang Xiaojie looked at his brother who had always been steady and steady, with a broken look on his face that he couldn't handle. He felt an inexplicable sense of victory in his heart.
"Nothing, I noticed that a little bit earlier than you."
"You plan to let him hide in your Spring City like this?"
"What if you don't?" Jiang Xiaojie made a gesture of invitation, "Do you have the ability to drive him away?"
Xin Ziming choked. For the first time in all these years, he was at a disadvantage in a quarrel with Jiang Xiaojie.
After all the guests left and the house was tidy up, Ye Peitian stopped busy and was alone in a room with Chu Qianxun, shoulder to shoulder, admiring the peerless magic weapon on the table together.
He couldn't put it down and gently rubbed the jade-like hilt, and the tentacles of the knotted and rounded hilt were warm.
"This is a New Year's gift, do you like it?" Chu Qianxun lay on the table and looked at him.
"You always bother me like this." Ye Peitian lowered his eyebrows, and the lustre of the bone sword reflected in his eyes, "I don't even know what I can give you."
"It's a lie, you know it." Chu Qianxun held down the sword with a bit of a dread, and slowly crawled closer to his ear, softly coaxing him, "What gift do I want, what gift do you want? Can you not understand?"