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Chapter thirty two

At this point, Liu San certainly knew that the words Turing left when he left were not to give his master face, but to not dare to confront Wang Qianqiu head-on. Leaving this sentence was just to cover up his face.

He suddenly understood why his master was so arrogant to Lord Wang. He could scare Turing away just by just one name. It was obvious that his master had formed another powerful support.

The round-faced purple shirt was in a good mood and greeted the boys and servants who were crowded in the corner to build a cave.

The round-faced purple shirt surrounded Xu Yi and the red-faced purple shirt, and he praised Xu Yi's majesty and how ignorant Turing and others were.

Time slipped away without realizing it. The gang of slaughtered servants Liu San all had good cultivation and had been engaged in this career for many years, so they started very quickly.

As soon as the sky got dark, a spectacular and beautiful cave was completed.

The entire cave and the spiritual spring are centered on, and are ranked eighty in ranks. Among them, the most private refining room is surrounded by the spiritual dog, and communicates with the earth tiger and arranges a defensive magic array.

The entire cave is built in an extremely private and fully functional manner.

Xu Yi was very satisfied with the tour around the cave.

As soon as the thought moved, a bulging bag as big as a head appeared in his palm and threw it into Liu San's hand, "These are five hundred spirit stones. You can share them with them. Thank you for your hard work."

Liu San was frightened and refused without any notice. He said with a round face and purple shirt, "Little Liu, why should you ruin the scenery? How could our brother Wang lack these three melons? Don't make brother Wang unhappy."

Liu San accepted it and changed his comments to thank him.

Xu Yi waved his hand, and with a thought, he threw two Sumeru rings into Liu San's palm and ordered, "The silver one was given to Mr. Zhenlin, among which are some literary and calligraphy and paintings I collected. The gift is very light and it is not worth respect. The blue one, please help me bring it back to Miss Qiulu, so that she can share a share with all the sisters under Mr. Zhenlin's disciples. It is just some of my daughter's family belongings, not worth mentioning."

After accepting Xu Yi's reward, Liu San said goodbye and left. The round-faced purple shirt and the red-faced purple shirt were still chatting with Xu Yi, without mentioning leaving.

Xu Yi was speechless and simply provoked, "You two will go home, don't worry, I will definitely relieve you and you two within three years. Of course, I will pull you out once in the middle, so as not to ruin your lives. As the saying goes, I want your lives to be useless, just to be at ease. Leave quickly, I don't have food for you two."

After receiving Xu Yi's blunt promise, the two of them put their hearts in their stomachs, leaving a sound transmission bead that is convenient for contact, and then left.

After they left, Xu Yi began to rectify the cave, saying that it was a rectification, but it was just a soft couch, a place of pearls, adjusting the light, and activating the spiritual thoughts. It was completed in an instant.

Then, he walked out of the cave and sat down on the stone table on the top of the cliff. The cliff was high and the people were far away, and the sky was dark.

The mountain wind flies through the mountains and forests in the distance, and the trees are rustling. In the distance, the waves connect the sky, slamming the cliffs, rumbling endlessly.

The night became dimmer and there were no stars or moons, and only the lonely mountain opposite was facing him.

He faced the mountain, lonely.

After a long time of stammering, I took out a silver flute and started to blew it.
Chapter completed!
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