At that time, Liu Nian didn't have much understanding of Senior Brother Bird. After experiencing many painful understandings, he realized that he not only wanted to treat it as a bird, but also could not treat it as a good bird.

Since he entered the Mingmen, the starlings have been very disliked by him. They expect it to fulfill their responsibilities as their senior brother, and they are dreaming during the day, and they have to guard against it all day long to harm others and not to benefit themselves - they have to protect themselves from being hurt, but also protect the other party from harming themselves. Fortunately, many times asphalt will come to help.

For example now.

My brother grabbed a piece of fertilizer from somewhere, and flew towards him while smirking.

Looking from a distance, the scar on Liu Nian's face that had not yet healed was aching.

It flew closer, made a throwing sound in its mouth, and loosened its paws, trying to throw things down, but the thing seemed to grow out of its paws. No matter how it kicked or kicked, it wouldn't go down.

Seeing that it was struggling in pain, Liu Nian reached out to grab it, and was slapped away by it. Asphalt pounced on the back of his brother, and a rag wrapped around its feet. He said calmly: "Senior Brother, I will take a bath with you."

The starling claws were caught together, which hurt a little, and what was even more painful was the heart. The elder brother was actually embarrassed in front of his younger brother. Even if it was not a human or a bird now, it would not be able to throw a bird! It hummed and turned away from the beginning.

Shi Qi smiled at Liu Nian and left with his brother respectfully.

Liu Nian breathed a sigh of relief. Jin Chongyan was not as troubled as he was at the most troublesome time. He was more experienced than him in dealing with his senior brother.

Xi Ming came out of the quiet room and saw his back facing him in a daze: "Have the Soul-Devouring Furnace studied it clearly?"

Liu Nian quickly turned around and said, "It seems that three soul beads are embedded in the furnace, one soul-attracting, one soul-locking, and one soul-devouring."

Xi Ming sneered: "If there are really three, can the stove fall into your hands?"

Liu Nian thought for a while and said, "Is the third one not the Soul-Devouring Bead?"

Xi Ming said: "There is no soul-devouring bead in the world. It was the predecessor who mistakenly used the eggs of the monsters that ate people's souls into the soul-devouring beads. Since you have been studying it for a long time but haven't studied it thoroughly, why not ask the owner of the stove." Seeing that Liu Nian was still confused, he reminded, "It's another month."

This time, Liu Nian remembered the monthly appointment between Ximing and the cliff ancestor.

According to Asphalt, Xi Ming does not go every month. If he is in a bad mood or is in a good mood, he will dry the ancestor there. Every time he is put on a pigeon, the ancestor will bring a group of disciples and grandchildren to shout outside the valley. At this time, the starling brother, who is the senior brother of Buqigu, will stand up to fight against the heroes and have a brilliant record.

Therefore, the eighth day of every month is the most energetic day for my brother.

"Are you going out?" The starling brother was very disgusted, "The villain named Wei asked me to deal with it, just hide behind me."

Ximing ignored him, gave instructions to Asphalt, took out the wooden plate, and took Liu Nian to leave.

The starling was dissatisfied: "You actually want to take him with you?! Have you figured out who is the original wife?!"

Xi Ming swept over coldly with his eyes.

The starling became more and more angry and said seriously: "I can't be on the table!"

Xi Ming slapped it away and took Liu Nianshi away.

The starling was so angry that she trembled all over: "You guys have no good results!"

"Dog man!"

"snort."

The wooden plate that flew out was back.

The starling was so scared that she hid behind the asphalt, and her mouth was still unforgivable: "There is no good end to be favored by concubines and wives!"

Xi Ming glanced at it: "Do you want to go?"

"...I think." The starling's eyes were dripping with his expression.

Xi Ming waved: "Come up."

The starling was very hesitant. I wonder if he really agreed to let him go, or would he deceive himself over and shoot him again.

Xi Ming said: "I count to three. One..."

The starling flew to the edge of the wooden plate and sneaked into his face. Seeing that he really had no intention of hitting him, he arrogantly flew to Ximing's shoulder and gave Liu Nian a very disdainful look.

Liu Nian lowered his head properly.

The wooden plate flew into the sky again, and soon left Buqiu Valley and landed on the open space at the foot of Moyun Ya Mountain.

Everyone in Moyun Cliff was already waiting.

Not only was the eldest and second brothers there, but Mou Tianqi was also there. Liu Nian was very surprised. At that time, he thought he could not do it, but he did not expect that he would recover in just one month. He met Mou Tianqi's eyes, and the other party's eyes were full of viciousness, and his hatred almost turned into a sharp blade and cut him into pieces.

"What are you afraid of?" Noticed Liu Nian's fear, the starling flew to his shoulder and helped him glar at the person back!

Mou Tianqi hurriedly moved his eyes away.

The starling started educating Liu Nian: "A small golden elixir is worth it when you are afraid of your face turning pale?"

Liu Nian was very ashamed: "I took his stuff."

The starling said, "Has he licked your toes?"

"……ah?"

The starling said angrily: "It is his honor to take his things. He should lick your toes with gratitude! He is shameless!"

Liu Nian: "..."

The ancestor Moyun was sitting in a sedan chair and was carried out by a group of young men and girls.

The starling raised his wings and laughed: "Are you being beaten to a lame? You can't even walk on the road, so you ask someone to carry it out!"

As soon as the ancestor Mo Yun saw his starling, his face turned bad: "What are you doing?"

The starling said, "Look at the cripple."

The ancestor Mo Yun said, "Dead Bird Monster!"

"Bobofu face!"

"Shengmenxing!"

"I'm not dead!"

"…Dead Bird Monster!"

"Immortality who has survived for hundreds of years!"

“…Shengmenxing!”

"The old pervert who is shameless to destroy the young seedlings is degenerate!"

"…The old bird monster in the Sweeping Gate Star."

"The old bitch with the last qualification, the last character, the best in the world with ugly appearance, and the best in the world with bad luck!"

The ancestor Mo Yun was angry and couldn't speak.

The disciples of Moyun Cliff looked at their eyes and nose, and even the most aggressive second senior brother lowered his head honestly.

Liu Nian finally understood why the starlings had a brilliant record.

Seeing that the starling finally cursed, Xi Ming waved his hand hypocritically and said, "Okay, enough."

The starling flew back with unfulfilled feelings.

Xi Ming said: "Today's competition, I want to change my bet."

The ancestor Mo Yun rolled his eyelids and asked weakly: "What are you going to bet on?"

"Gambling people."

Old Master Mo Yun felt shy, bent his legs, leaned against the cushion, and asked shyly: "Who are you betting on?"

Xi Ming glanced at Mou Tianqi: "He."

The ancestor Moyun blinked: "Who?"

Xi Ming said: "Are you dizzy?"

The ancestor Mo Yun was so angry that his face shook again and again. As for age, he was several decades younger than Xi Ming, but the foundation was too late. The long years in the future would have to face the old face now. Unlike Xi Ming, he always looked in his twenties.

He glanced greedily for a few seconds: "Who is your bet?"

Ximing mentioned his brother and shook it.

The ancestor Mo Yun was very dissatisfied: "What do I want it to do?"

"Fry, stir-fry, cook, and fry, you can do whatever you want."

The starling screamed in disbelief: "Xi Ming, how dare you treat me like this?!"

The ancestor Mo Yun suddenly felt satisfied: "Okay, what are you betting on? Do you have any rare objects you want me to identify? Hahaha, come on, I also have them..."

"No." Xi Ming said, "This time I change to something else."

The ancestor Mo Yun said, "What to change?"

"No magic weapon is used, but it is a fight."

The ancestor Mo Yun was stunned: "What? Comparing Fighting and Fighting?" Everyone has cultivated immortals, so can you ask a tall and civilized country to be more classy in fighting? Who else can compete with Fighting like ordinary people?

Xi Ming said: "Before you practiced, wasn't you a martial artist?"

Ancestor Mo Yun himself couldn't remember the past for such a long time, but he didn't expect that the other party would know that he felt so sad and sweet, a little complicated: "You, do you want to give in to me?" Even though he knew that he was a martial artist, he still had to fight with him, and it was clearly a waste of water. Did he feel sorry for the dead bird just now and want to give it to him to vent his anger?

The more he thought about it, he became sweeter, and he jumped down from the sedan chair, came to the middle of the open space, and said shyly: "Okay, then let's fight with fists!"

Ximing stuffed his starling into Liu Nian's arms, and regardless of its whine and complaining, he slowly walked to the ancestor and smiled slightly.
To be continued...