The Rise of Phoenix
Chapter 15

He became the "servant" of this person, which was quite strange. When he first went to the Lanxiang Institute, when he went to buy one time, he accidentally met a rich young man. In this hallway, he panicked the stove to cook the spices, and was driven out of the house by its owner.The man defeated the group that expelled him, but ordered him to compensate him. The Earth Renaissance Gold Resurrection Pill. "

Jiuzhou Ten Lands, the Eternal Gold Resurrection Pill-his name was very bluffing, the substance was very fraudulent, and the idiot could also see that the broken alley was broken and the Wujiapi licorice was boiled. "from.

But Feng Zhiwei was only recognized by holding his nose. He was not afraid of strength, he was afraid of powerful blows.

Since then, he has worked hard and reported himself every day to pay off the "giant debt" as soon as possible. Within a few days, he was well aware that the host's bad temperament and strange behavior were completely outrageous - it was called wiping. The table and the four corners of the table could break out of the office and have him wash his clothes. After washing clothes, she began to have long spots, which faded after three days, causing her to have to cover her airtight for several days, accompany her to meals, and serve in front of her. Xiang Siyi was hard to swallow in front of him. Moreover, when he opened the door every day, there must have been secret services, or silent fingers, or wind and tigers, old fists, or cold swords swinging long swords, or, or a magic weapon. Never be repeated.

How can one have so many offensive tricks? Feng Zhiwei was puzzled, but as he dodged by the day, he realized that he was gradually lighter and more deft, and that stream of burning air in his body seemed to have a tendency to retreat.

With this feeling, Feng Zhiwei was willing to be enslaved, and he went to buy every day after he went to buy.

He took out a bucket of water and poured it into the stove. The herbal medicine on the stove emitted a strange smell. Feng Zhiwei was taught by Ny. Feng from an early age. Medical care is also involved. He was familiar with the meridian points and various medicines of the human body. I do not know what is boiled in this furnace.In fact, with the exception of the first day of ginseng rejuvenation pills and dalujinxian pills, seasoning boiled every day later, can not know what it is.

Feng Zhiwei patiently arranged the fire, and opened the cover from time to time to look at the fire, receiving the unpleasant baptism of medicinal noodles - this was also one of the strange requirements of this person.

A reddish mist radiated from the pot and pounced on the face. It turned out to be a little cold, with a slight sense of substance. Feng Zhiwei inhaled involuntarily, feeling refreshed, and the body heat flowed suddenly and cheerfully, but No longer burned in the past, keeping warm but ironing.

He was addicted to this strange feeling, and he was reluctant to leave for a moment He couldn't help but the wide-robed man raised his hand and smashed something ferociously Feng Zhi gave it a little, and when he looked back, he saw the black man's eyes flashing, and his eyes were very strange.

He was stunned, so he looked down at the things in his hand, but it was a tattered book with a cover that had fallen off. When you open it, it's a miscellaneous note. The writing of the author is not very good, but the brushstrokes are so flirtatious and novel. Interesting, different from today's language, its content includes martial arts, travel notes, politics, history, and other aspects of perception, written randomly and randomly, but the words are sparse, Feng Zhiwei read as he pleased, and the more he looked, the more surprised, his eyes suddenly looked in a certain direction Freeze in the courtyard.

At the top of the page, another handwriting suddenly appeared, a silver hook with a bone-boned iron painting, saying: "Qingqing, please allow me to read it."

Followed by the original author's handwriting, it was written with an automatic arrow, and it looked rather cruel: "The adventurous person is ashamed!"

The next line, the beautiful handwriting replied: "Not ashamed to glance at it."

The original author was even more ruthless: "It's more embarrassing to keep peeking while blaming!"

Feng Zhiwei could only laugh out loud, thinking that the couple was really great. Somehow, he felt that the two people who left their handwriting should be a pair of men and women, and they were lovers who fit their hearts. .

However, his eyes turned to the next line, and he suddenly electrocuted the book in his hands!

The line was written by that handsome man.

Feng Zhiwei's surprise wasn't a trivial thing - was it? She sneers?

Then he felt fear again, how could this book look so old? The people in this book had been unfamiliar for so many years, how could he not know that person.

He picked up the book and shivered again in the next second.

"Your Majesty, open the booklet carefully."

Feng Zhi was so shocked that he did not panic. At this point, he could already confirm that the man's words in the book were for him.

With temptation in his heart, he did not see the next line, and he placed the book on fire.

The wide-robed man looked frightened, hung up the phone to stop, Feng Zhiwei quickly withdrew his hand.

Soon he saw the next line of the book, and the man wrote: "This book is made of golden silk and will not burn." The next sentence followed, but in a different tone, it seemed to be said to the author of the book, "This child is as naughty as you are. "

The next sentence was answered by the woman, in a helpless tone, "Why bother detecting with Yuanshen after hundreds of years? Don't scare people."

There is no dialogue underneath. Feng Zhiwei rubbed the pages of the book and thought with a smile, maybe the couple put aside their pens, hiding where they were, Qingqing, me and I don't know.

Thinking about the pair of fairy couple all those years ago, the red-clothed Tian Xiangyue wrote a conversation and smiled and stuck pen to each other to look at each other. It was really a beautiful sight.

The wide-robed man remained silent. The head and face of this man were covered in a very fat robe. He didn't seem to want to look like his true appearance. Only when Feng Zhiwei was about to burn books did he move.

The medicine smelled in the medicinal furnace, its dark fragrance felt heavy on the old book, and the gaze of the wide robe suddenly fell on Feng Zhiwei's fingertips.

I don't know when, Feng Zhi's fingertips appeared slightly reddish, especially when approaching the medicinal furnace, and then gradually faded away.

The wide-robed man's eyes glared, but Feng Zhiwei did not know the change. After completing his tasks, he waved his handbook to the other party: "Can you take it back and take a look?"

After thinking about it, I added: "I'll be careful not to find it."

He intuited that this book was more than just another miscellaneous note, an unheard of golden wire feather, and a strange animal that did not know where it was. The identity of the person who can write in this book is unusual, and the remaining words are certainly worth it. It wasn't cheap, he was innocent, he better not want this, but somehow, he was very reluctant to give up.