"Come on you." Jun Changwei turned to his back and looked at it carefully, "If you use your red armor twice more, I will have to buy you a coffin."

I saw two dark red metals attached to the back of the old man, like insects, slowly burrowing into the flesh and bones. His entire back was wrinkled, as if the blood was about to be sucked dry. God Tiangong tore off a large piece of Jun Changwei's sackcloth and tied it on his back, covering the hideous old skin.

"Can't die."

He said lightly, and threw a sword together with a sword box to Jun Changwei.

Jun Changwei caught it and looked at it: "Wannian Ruomu? You old guy is really rich..."

With a flick of the wrist, a cold smooth came out.

The perfect Taiyi sword is as quiet as autumn water under the moonlight. Jun Changwei turned the long sword to the side, and looking from the side, he could see that there were countless precise dark lines hidden in the sword body, one layer and one layer, like flowing water, like ice patterns, completely natural.

"The soul seal pattern has been repaired," Lao Tiangong squatted on the broken beam, dug a cigarette stick out of the scorched earth, wiped it casually, and then slapped it up, "But this thing, since it's been untied Twice, the effect is small. However, I filled him with the destiny pattern."

"Destiny?" Jun Chang Wei was stunned, "You..."

"I think too much," Lao Tiangong sneered, "I haven't been generous enough to give him my old life to draw lines."

"Then how come this Destiny Pattern..." Jun Changwei stopped halfway through his words.

"Someone ordered his life scale, but looking at your reaction, I guess you know who ordered it." Tiangong sucked in black ashes, scolded him with foul language, and banged his pipe on the broken beam, "Since the You know what you have in mind, so I won’t waste my saliva—three million and one hundred and twenty thousand gold, when are you going to pay it back?”

"Three million and twenty thousand? Why don't you go grab it?!"

Jun Changwei slipped and almost fell into the flames.

"Grab?" Lao Tiangong stared, "Do you know how much Kongsang Beige asked me to pay for the red armor?" He stretched out a slap, "Five million taels of gold! Five million! I'll give it all You're half right, you still think it's expensive?"

"..."

Jun Changwei's hand holding Tai Yi Jian trembled slightly.

"Let's just sell all my bones to you!"

Three hundred and one hundred and twenty thousand... The sum of the money in the pockets of the entire Taiyi Sect is not enough, right? ! !

Tiangong snorted coldly: "How much is your bone worth? It's too bad to throw it to a dog to chew on a dog."

"Do you want love?" Jun Changwei was shameless, "I don't have money anyway."

"I never expected you to repay the money," Tiangong put the pipe in his mouth again, "In this way, do me a favor, not only will the debt be written off, but I will help your apprentice with a knife."

"One by one, how to say it is a favor. Saying it is one, in fact, I don't know how many things are waiting for me to do when I pull out the radish and bring out the mud... Okay." Jun Changwei reached out and wanted to pick the gourd, but he touched it Remembering that the wine has been drunk, I put down my hands helplessly, "Let's talk about it first, I have already done a job tonight, don't be too troublesome."

"My life is simple," said Laotiangong, "I want to kill a guy, but I guess I can't kill him by myself. You can help me when the time comes."

"Who?"

"Xie Yuan."

The leader of the emperor only paused: "Your Tiangong Mansion is going to be born?"

"It's shameful enough to let a traitor go free for more than three thousand years." Lao Tiangong pulled out the pipe and pulled out the light of the fire.

"Did you find him?"

"In recent years, I have vaguely found traces of the activities of the deserter in Qingzhou. After he betrayed the Tiangong mansion, he entered the great wasteland. Calculate, according to his ability, it will be a matter of time to become a deserter." Lao Tiangong He raised his head, "This barren messenger in Qingzhou calls himself 'Mr. Xi', I think it's right, it should be him."

Jun Changwei was silent for a moment: "I have something to tell you."

"Say."

"There is someone in Shanhaige who is in contact with Dahuang, and Zuo Liangshi is investigating this matter." Jun Changwei put Taiyi into the sheath and stood up, "Two jobs have become one job, but why do I feel that it is necessary to Are you doing more and more things? Come on, remember to help my apprentice get a knife."

"Hello." Just as Jun Changwei was about to leave, God Tiangong stopped him, "Have you seen that kid from the Zuo family?"

"I see, what's wrong?"

"What do you think of that kid?" Tiangong asked hesitantly.

"It's okay, he's better than his father." Jun Changwei recalled, "I'm fat enough, I don't look like his father at all, and it doesn't make people want to beat him. Do you want to accept him as an apprentice? I think Okay, although his father is not a thing, his family is rich enough."

"Am I still greedy for their money?" God Tiangong was not angry, he hesitated for a moment, then shook his head again, "Look at it again, I'll think about it again."

"Moji." Jun Changwei sneered, "Just think about it, someone else took the apprentice first, I see where you are going to cry."

"Aren't you going to find your Taiyi's ancestor? Hurry up and hurry up."

The heavenly craftsman hurriedly chased people away.

As soon as he rushed, Jun Changwei sat down again.

"I almost forgot... At this time, I went to look for someone, and it was 100% to blame. Shorty, do you have any wine?"

……………………

"I'll treat you to a drink tomorrow."

Qiu Bodeng returned to the boat, lay down in the cabin, threw the emptied wine jar aside, rolled over lazily, half-rested his arms, and faced the side of the boat.