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Chapter 199 (Painting)

"No, senior sister, go!"

The middle-aged man reacted first, and he seemed to have been hit by an illusion.

It may have trapped the illusion of both of them, and they did not notice anything strange. The strength of the person who used the illusion was at least one greater than that of the two!

That kind of person is not something they can match.

The old woman was not a fool either, and she also reacted at this time.

The two looked at each other, saw each other's eyes, and nodded slightly.

"Escape separately!"

The two figures turned into streams of light and fled separately.

However, the two figures had not escaped a hundred feet, and two big hands appeared in the air and grabbed the two of them respectively.

The two of them were shocked: "I don't know which senior they are, so we both have no intention of offending them!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, begging for mercy.

Two figures walked out of the dark place one by one, one was a gray-haired and energetic old man, and the other was a fat man who was six or seven years old and had a somewhat silly appearance.

However, when the middle-aged man and the old woman saw these two people, they felt a kind of pressure like facing the prehistoric beasts.

"Two seniors!"

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The middle-aged man quickly spoke out his origin, hoping to make the two of them a little afraid and let them live a life.

"I am the elders of the Divine Fire Sect of Wei Kingdom. This time I came here for some private matters and had no intention of offending you. I hope the two seniors will be proud of you?"

The middle-aged man put his posture very low.

“How to deal with it?”

The fat man scratched his head and asked the old beggar around him, completely ignoring what the middle-aged man said.

I care about you, the Ghost Fire Sect of the Divine Fire Sect!

Since I dare to come to find fault, I will not let anyone go.

The old beggar also pondered slightly: "Some time ago, the young master saved the village chief's grandson, and the village chief gave us two pieces of land. He originally wanted to take time to let the two donkeys cultivate them, but now these two are quite suitable."

After hearing what he said, the little fat man naturally had no objection.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and was just punished to reclaim wasteland. Although it was a bit embarrassing, it was not a big deal to save his life.

Although the old woman looked unwilling, she was not a fool. If she angered these two guys with absolute strength in front of her, she would definitely not have any good results.

These two people are much stronger than the two of them, and they should be in the Golden Pill Realm.

If the two of them are reluctant to return, they will definitely attract the attention of the sect, and there will definitely be masters from the Golden Pill Realm coming.

By then, the two of them will be able to escape and temporarily give in.

The middle-aged man thought so too and did not resist.

The old beggar pinched out a magic trick, bounced his fingers, and turned into two halos in the air, banning the two of them.

"Senior, are you?"

A middle-aged man felt a little bad premonition.

Two halos circled the two, emitting fluorescent white light, and their bodies changed under the illumination of the white light.

Soon, he turned into two strong scalpers.

"Work hard, and you may not be able to let you be free in the future!"

The old beggar patted the cow's head, found a rope to tie the two yellow cows, and returned to the room with the little fat man.

The next day, it was lightly bright.

Ye Ming got up, stood in the yard and tried boxing twice, and his muscles and bones moved.

His eyes fell accidentally to two yellow cows tied to a tree outside the yard.

I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Qingshan Village is surrounded by mountains, and the land for cultivation is not large. It is basically impossible to use livestock like scalpers, and there is no such thing as the village.

Where did these two scalpers come from?

Maybe it was bought by a certain villager!

Ye Ming didn't care too much about it. After having breakfast, he took two volumes of blue ancient books and walked into the school.

More than a dozen students have arrived in the school.

The table was placed with the fat man and Xiao Huier, who had already collected all the homework he assigned yesterday.

Ye Ming also completed the inspection of these homework as usual, and then he started today's new course.

I have to say that in half a month, these children have made great progress.

Not only are the words written very beautifully, but they can even write some simple sentences.

Therefore, there are still some shortcomings in the use of words and sentence making, but it can be said to be an exaggerated progress.

Ye Ming really feels a little accomplished.

As usual, after finishing the class as usual, Ye Ming assigned his afternoon homework and asked Fang Mo to keep the supervision, and he returned to the yard.

The two scalpers outside the yard were gone, and Ye Ming didn't care much.

On the contrary, he was a little surprised that he did not see the old beggar.

I asked Hu Meier who was preparing lunch, and then I realized that in the morning, the old beggar took the two yellow cows to the fields to plow the land.

The autumn is clear and the air is refreshing, so where can I cultivate the land?

Ye Ming was speechless.

He naturally knew about the two pieces of land given to him by the village chief.

However, because it has just entered autumn and the season is wrong, he has not thought about farming.

However, the old beggar didn't even understand the principles of sowing seeds in spring and harvesting in autumn.

Thinking of this, Ye Ming saw an old beggar in the distance walking back with two scalpers.

The look on his face was a little embarrassed.

The old beggar was very depressed.

Because the cultivators themselves do not attach much importance to time, they naturally do not consider the season.

He drove two cows to plow the plowing land, and was advised by the passing villagers, and then he realized that food could not be grown in autumn.

Thinking of the eyes of the villagers at that time, the old beggar's face was a little hot at this time.

Such a big man was lost in front of a group of mortals.

He was embarrassed, and the scalpers who had been farming for a long time were even worse. He worked hard and did useless work.

"Let's have a meal!"

Ye Ming didn't say anything. At this moment, Hu Meier prepared the food, and Fang Mo and the little fat man finally came back.

Yuan Qing, who was practicing magical powers while practicing, also went to the table and everyone started to eat.

Soon after eating and drinking, everyone started to do their own things.

Yuan Qing continued to practice the changes of magical powers, and the fat man Fang Mo rushed to the school.

Hu Meier packed up the leftovers and decided what to eat at night?

When Ye Ming returned to the room, he did not continue to practice in seclusion as usual. Instead, he took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone that he had not moved for a long time.

As the paper spread out, Ye Ming asked the old beggar to grind ink, his eyes flashed around, and he couldn't find any good materials for a while.

Finally, he looked at the two yellow cows.

Just draw these two cows.

After making a decision in his heart, Ye Ming's brush in his hand flew and phoenixes. Soon, two lifelike yellow oxen appeared on the paper.

Ye Ming looked at it carefully and shook his head with some dissatisfaction.

I haven't moved my brush for a long time and my skills are a little unfamiliar.

Ye Ming threw the picture of the double cow and continued to start a new painting.

Green mountains and gurgling streams are painted in front and behind.
Chapter completed!
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