magic pupil evildoer

Outside the Tower of Hell, tribes are closely adjacent to each other, surrounding the tower and stretching for tens of miles.

A small number of barbarians were purified and returned to their human bodies to live in this pure land.

Listening to the cheers coming from around, Liu Buping felt calm, and he was turning two grills in his hands, on which were two freshly roasted Blizzard sheep.

The mutton of Haifeng sheep is different from ordinary goats. It has the reputation of being the best meat. It is abundant in the southern wilderness. A group of them was brought by Jiutianhe and they were raised in Ximan.

After being educated by the Brush and Ink Villa, the Ximan people have already learned how to farm and weave silk. Outside the tribe, there are patches of fields and pastures.

Due to the year-round waste of the western man's land and the intrusion of hostile spirits, the soil quality has undergone subtle changes, and it is not only rich in plants with condensed soul power.Even the planted grass grows very fast, and there is a hint of soul power hidden in it.

This is a magical land. Liu Buping and his friends are having a picnic on a hill.

All the girls were chatting on the side, like ten thousand ducks, from all over the world, the parents could never finish chatting in a trance.

Liu Buping looked into the distance, Bai Shuo was playing chess with Jiu Tianhe.

Gong Shufan lay on the grass with Bai Yun in his arms, looking at the green mountains in the distance.

Dashan, Hua Feilong and Xiaoyao Yiye carefully watched the Gale sheep roasting on the bonfire, while Hu Yanping next to him was sleeping next to the warm bonfire with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, not knowing what he was doing dream.

"Hey! I didn't expect you to be him... By the way, Junior Brother Liu, can you hurry up, my saliva is dripping out..."

Hua Feilong looked at Liu Buping, his eyes glistening, he spoke nonsensical words without thinking, and finally set his sights on the two roasted sheep.

Although the sheep is not well, the fragrance is overflowing.

Everyone smelled the delicious food, and the gluttons in their stomachs were constantly gurgling. Although they no longer needed to eat, they were still salivating.

Liu Buping smiled, shook his head and said: "The roast meat should be roasted slowly, if it is cooked quickly with magic power, it will lose the original deliciousness and aura inside, and when you eat it, the taste will be different, and it is very likely... ..."

Liu Buping is like a gourmet expert, carefully watching the roast lamb on the fire rack, turning it gently, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, and everyone around him nodded repeatedly.

His identity is not a secret at all to his friends.

When Dashan brought Hua Feilong and Xiaoyao Yiye to Ximan, he decided to tell them his identity.

After all, if real friends hide their identities and names, then they are not friends.

"I didn't expect it! You are the one I think about day and night, but it's a pity that my father... Hey! Brother Liu, if you have a chance, you and I will go to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Ghost Corpses!"

Xiaoyao Yiye looked at Liu Buping and said softly via voice transmission.

After he came to Ximan, he saw Yin Qi, Wu Yun, and Jiu Ling, and he had doubts in his heart, who is Liu Buping?

Now that he heard Liu Buping's secret, while his heart was shocked, he couldn't help but secretly startled. Thinking about how he almost killed Liu Buping on Duanhai Dry Island back then, he felt a little tangled in his heart.

But it also reminded him of his father, Xiaoyao Xiaotian, and he felt a faint pain in his heart. Now Wuliang City has sent people to investigate. Although he was not implicated, he lost his status as the lord of Wuliang City and was appointed as the new Spirit Sword Pavilion The owner of the pavilion, and the site of the Lingjian Pavilion is on the East China Sea.

"Alright! After this trial of the city lord, I will go to the corpse pit, where there are still some grievances that need to be resolved!"

Liu Buping looked at Xiaoyao Yiye and smiled slightly.

Even without Xiaoyao Yiye's invitation, he would have gone, after all, it was his father-in-law, and he wanted to go there for Xiaoyao Xiaoxian.

Soon the roast lamb was roasted, with a strong aroma and a mouth-watering delicacy, which attracted everyone around to come here.

The girls at the table had already sat down, prepared the bowls and chopsticks, and waited for Liu Buping to share the meat with them.

"come into the bowl!"

Swallowing, Jiu Ling pointed to the golden-brown roast lamb on the grill, and shouted loudly.

Liu Buping turned his head and smiled, the light in his hand flickered, and the sword lights flickered one after another. He disassembled the whole sheep in an instant and sent it to the dining table.

The other remaining sheep, before he could do anything, saw Hua Feilong and others swarming up, regardless of their status, they went to catch it.

Even Hu Yanping, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to be called by his appetite. Amidst the sound of snoring, he suddenly stood up, stared at a leg of lamb, snatched it, then ran to the side, and began to bite.

"Yo, I'm burnt to death..."

"Ha ha!"

For a moment, the surrounding atmosphere was extremely cheerful, and everyone laughed heartily.

At this time, a beautiful figure slowly came over the hill, Shui Meier's eyes had a complex light, she looked at Liu Buping who was also looking at her on the hill, she opened her mouth, then closed it, she was going to go up But she stopped where she was.

"Eat slowly, I'll go!"

Saying that, Liu Buping got up and walked down.

Since Liu Buping went to Bimo Villa and rescued Shui Meier, Liu Buping and Shui Meier had only met once.

Due to Shui's innate fear of Liu Buping, there was always a layer of estrangement between the two parties.

However, the disciples of the Brush and Ink Villa were grateful to Liu Buping, and after Ximan survived, they worked extremely hard to pass on their knowledge.

Shui Meier is also the next owner of the Penmo Villa, and has been taking care of the affairs of the villa, becoming a good daughter in her father's eyes and the big owner of the villa.

Today, the Pen and Ink Villa is located a hundred miles to the west of the hill, where there is a dense jungle, and the Pen and Ink Villa is located in it.

Not only is it far away from the Westman tribe, but also rarely has contact with the people in the tower of hell.

"You're back!"

Shui Meier looked at Liu Buping, and asked with a touch of concern in a complicated way.

From Liu Buping's disappearance to Liu Buping's return, she always has an unspeakable feeling in her heart, like pain, like sadness, but she has learned to hide, learned to pretend, and will no longer be influenced by her emotions.

"Hmm! How is Pen and Ink Villa at the moment?"

Liu Buping asked lightly with a smile.

Shui Meier nodded, holding a pen tightly with her two small hands. This is the treasure handed down from generation to generation of the Pen and Ink Villa. Only the people of the Shui family can control it. It symbolizes the rise and strength of the Pen and Ink Villa.

Holding this pen, she wants to tell herself all the time that she still has a responsibility and cannot be disturbed by her children's affection.

"Recovering! It's my responsibility!"

Shui Meier looked up at Liu Buping, picked up the pen in her hand, and spoke softly.

Liu Buping nodded. He knew what this pen represented to the family. After so much experience, responsibility was also his motivation. He naturally understood Shui Meier: "Well! Tell me, what are the requirements of Pen and Ink Villa?"

"I want to develop disciples in the Western Man tribe!"

Shui Meier lowered her head, looked at the pen in her hand, her eyes flickered with panic, and suddenly said: "If it puts you in danger, you..."

"It's ok! Ximan is not my Ximan alone. If you are willing to do this, it is naturally good! Yin Qi can rest assured, and I will let her accommodate! Competition is always good, as long as you don't Conflicts are fine!"

Liu Buping nodded and said softly.

"Thank you so much! We will still be friends from now on..."

After all, Shui Meier turned around and left as if fleeing, her eyes were already faintly red, and even the words she spoke were a little trembling, for fear that if she stayed, she would not be able to help crying.

Liu Buping closed his eyes, unable to calm down for a long time, and sighed softly: "The two roads have been separated since then..."

He knew that Shui Meier had firmly grasped the responsibility in her hands, and could not give up. He also had his own responsibility, and it was impossible for him to give up his dream and his way for a pen and ink villa.

"How many heroes have been trapped by the love of children! It's unfair, maybe she still has you in her heart, but don't expect too much, she belongs to the family after all, not you personally!"

Hearing the voice from behind, Liu Buping turned his head to look slowly, but saw the greasy Jiu Tianhe walking slowly while gnawing on a bone, and soon came to him.

What Jiu Tianhe said was right, but Liu Buping was still a little unwilling.

"Uncle, is this meat delicious?"

Liu Buping smiled slightly, not wanting to discuss this topic too much, and asked with a smile.

While licking the fragrance from the bones, Jiu Tianhe said with insatiable desire: "Not bad! It's very fragrant! If you have the heart, you can cook a small stove for me alone..."

"Father, you are really not ashamed. You want your husband to cook a small stove for you alone, so that your daughters will be hungry?" asked with a small mouth.

During the short time Liu Buping left, Jiu Tianhe was like his own daughter to the girls, so the girls recognized him as their father, and when they were free, they would listen to Jiu Tianhe talk about historical secrets and life experiences ...

"Oh ha ha! Okay, okay! Daddy is a stingy person, let's go together!"

Jiutianhe laughed.

"Uncle, you can't leave us behind..."

Hu Yanping came with Bai Shuo and others, and watched Jiu Tianhe pretending to cry out in mourning.

Another burst of cheerful laughter came out, Liu Buping felt much better, and then cooked some delicious food for everyone, and everyone was satisfied.

Night fell, and the stars filled the sky.

All the girls went back to the Hell Tower for a beauty sleep, and Liu Buping sat cross-legged with a group of fellow men by the campfire, laughing and talking.

"Junior Brother Liu, we will be running for the Lord of Wuliang City in a month's time. Let's discuss something, shall we?"

Hua Feilong looked at Liu Buping, poked his hands and said with a smile.

Liu Buping shook his head: "We each rely on our abilities!"

"Damn! Each depends on his ability, how can I compare with you, you perverted evildoer!" Hua Feilong shouted.

The people next to him all laughed, and Dashan pulled Lahua Feilong, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, I am the smarter, and I took the position of Master Liu as the Palace Lord early, even if I can't be elected as the City Lord, I still have real power! "