Chapter 244 Magic

The two talked a lot. Jin Yang knew a lot of things that were beneficial to her, but she could feel that the dean still had reservations about herself. He didn't tell herself about the snowy mountains and the temple at all. Jin Yang wanted to ask several times, but he cleverly avoided it and talked about other things.

"E Elder, what happened on the Snow Mountain and what is the relationship between the temple and my father?" From the tone that the dean always doesn't want to say, or even can't say, Jin Yang broke the casserole and asked to the end this time.

"You don't need to know!" In the face of the loud questioning, the dean of Jinyang was a little angry. He waved his hand on the table and stood up. He didn't want to answer Jin Yang's question. He looked up at the dean, "I am already a fairy in the world. As you said, I have grown up. I must know these things!" Jin Yang, who looked up, did not compromise and shouted.

Standing outside the door, Si Xingqi, the little boy who was ready to enter, stepped into the threshold and took it back.

"Come in."

The dean always ignored Jinyang, and Jinyang stared at him with a pair of big eyes. Si Xingqi's timid voice outside the door sounded and he raised his legs and walked in again.

"Grandpa, my brother has eaten."

The dean Lao Xia's stiff face spread out, showing a smile, and said to Si Xingqi, who was standing by the door, "Let's go to dinner." After patting Si Xingqi's little head, he didn't even look at Jin Yang and went to the canteen.

"Brother, go to dinner." Si Xingqi did not go out immediately. He looked at Jinyang, who frowned, shouted, and then ran out as if flying.

Jinyang sat alone in the rain pavilion, quietly and took a deep breath, "Let's go to dinner." Standing up, Jinyang, who was ready to walk out of the door, glanced at the painting on the wall. He was puzzled and looked at the canteen in an in an eye.

"Let's have a meal." Jin Yang stroked his palm and laughed. He walked into the canteen and sat on the right hand of the dean. The dean sitting opposite the door still held bowls and chopsticks in his hand and was picking up dishes for Si Xingqi. "Why, you don't have me?" Looking in front of me, there is nothing.

"Brother, I have some, I'll get it." Si Xingqi hurriedly put down his bowls and chopsticks, got up and went back.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm a high ghost, I'm not a ghost." Jin Yang smiled and looked at the dean with a meaningful smile. The dean sitting on him was always too lazy to pay attention to him and started to eat.

"Here we are, here we are. This is your brother." Si Xingqi held a big bowl in his hand, and the full meal could make an adult full, but he didn't seem to be very satisfied and pressed tightly.

"Thank you." Jinyang held the rice bowl and looked at the dean with a pair of eyes.

"Eat." The dean knocked on the bowl, and Si Xingqi quickly ran back to his position. While eating, his eyes did not leave Jin Yang. Jin Yang didn't say anything, just lowered his head to eat.

Suddenly, there were only three people eating in the canteen.

When eating, Si Xingqi stared at Jinyang and ate a bite of food. Jinyang couldn't help looking at him. The little guy immediately lowered his head and ate his meal silently. Jinyang looked at him and then at the dean. He was a little curious. He thought for a moment and looked at him a little more. Compassion.

When the meal is always finished, when the dean always wants to get up and go out, Jin Yang pressed him on the chair, turned his head and said to the little guy, "Go wash the dishes. I have something to say to Grandpa."

The little guy nodded and cleaned up the table at the age of seven or eight. When Jinyang finished collecting it, the table was wiped by him. When he was about to open his mouth, he sat on his head, and the expressionless dean said, "What's the matter?"

Jin Yang looked inside. His eyes fell on the old dean. Knowing that the dean was a little impatient, he said, "Don't you think this is very bad for a child? At a young age, he was imprisoned in this small courtyard every day.

The dean sitting at the dinner table was a little surprised to hear Jin Yang's question. He also asked about his father.

"It's better than his death." The dean replied casually, "Death?" Jin Yang was a little puzzled and looked at the dean who always wanted to hear his explanation. Do you think this is a simple little guy?"

The dean always looked back inside, and the sound of a broken bowl just now was obvious that the little guy could hear it inside. Jin Yang was a little strange when he saw this. He looked at the dean and became a little curious about the origin of this little guy. The president looked at Jinyang and said, "The little guy is not a human being. It's the god of a fairy sword. The president said this and suddenly looked up at Jinyang.

"To be precise, it is the reincarnation of the god of fairy treasures!"

As soon as the dean's old words fell, the rapid breathing in the inner room stopped. Jinyang, with wide eyes, looked at the dean inconceivably: "Can the god of Xianbao really be reincarnated?"

"What do you think?" The dean looked at the surprised Jin Yang and snorted coldly and was about to get up.

Jin Yang didn't want him to leave. He stood up and suddenly pulled out the moment of the god on his back: "Where is the god in this sword? Is it also reincarnated?" The dean immediately sat motionless and carefully observed the moment of the underworld.

"Use it to kill a half-step god king and the immortals of the three worlds. He also defeated Zhao Qing, the emperor's sword. Jin Yang said that he had told the president of the battle, but the president just quietly observed the moment of the underworld. He neither touched nor used his spiritual power to explore, but only saw it with the naked eye.

It's a little strange to look at Jin Yang. Without waiting for Jin Yang to speak, the dean said, "That Zhao Qing used is really a magic skill in magic power," he looked up at Jin Yang and got up.

"Won of Warfare? What is the Qinglong used for?

Following the old dean Jin Yang asked, Zhao Qing would rather seek skin with Emperor Chen in the realm of the God King in order to get Qinglong, but unfortunately he had no intention of defeat in his hands.

"To put it bluntly, people and soldiers are united, and in the end, they are all perfect and have strong combat effectiveness, just like two combat units in the same realm." The dean said as he walked, Jin Yang was a little impatient, "What's wrong with the gods in this sword? Has he also been reincarnated?

The dean suddenly fixed his body and turned his head to look at Jinyang. After a while, he said, "The god of this sword must have escaped. A complete sword, several or even more distant eras have not recovered, not hiding, or something?

"Will it be caught or killed?"

"Kill?" The dean sneered, "I may not be able to win the reincarnation of the god of this sword. Who can kill me." The dean glanced at Jinyang and said, "It's extremely suitable to be your magic soldier carrier, and the cultivation of magic skills is super powerful."

"Like Zhao Qing?"

"Not bad."