Chapter 33 Bear 2

Do you have a real fire?

Hearing this voice, Ye Chen frowned suddenly.

The real fire is his biggest secret. He has always kept it hidden. Rao is the first of the three main peaks, and Zhou Dafu and the others have not seen it, but they will be sniffed out by this little fat man in front of him.

Ye Chen's heart was full of shock.

"Are you really hot?" The little fat man's two chubby little hands had already grabbed Ye Chen's arm, and he couldn't help but lower his voice, for fear that the real Huangshi outside would hear it.

"How precious is the real fire, where can one of my trainee disciples have it." Although shocked in his heart, Ye Chen still smiled slightly. First launch https:// https://

"Don't lie to me, I can smell it."

"I'm afraid you smelled it wrong!"

"No way! Then I'll find someone to check it out." After speaking, the little fat man turned around, took a deep breath, and howled in the direction of the door, "Old man Huang, this kid is real... uh... ."

Before waiting for the word "fire" to come out, Ye Chen stepped forward and covered the mouth of this guy, and let the real person Huangshi come to test it. His real fire was definitely not hidden.

"Little fat man, you know a lot!" Ye Chen's forehead ran wild with black lines. It's not unreasonable for this little fat man to be fat. This is all supported by ghost ideas.

"Look at it, I'll say yes!" The little fat man broke free from Ye Chen's palm, rubbed his fleshy little hands, and his little eyes were still shining.

"You're ruthless." Ye Chen took a deep breath, and finally resisted the urge to slap the little fat man on the spot.

"Howling, howling, howling." Huang Shizhen walked over cursingly, stared at the little fat man with a beard, and cursed, "Are you fed up?"

"I...I practice my voice." The little fat man picked his ears, but after all, he didn't shake Ye Chen's real fire out of his arms.

"Be quiet for Lao Tzu." Huang Shizhen turned and left with a dark face.

Just a few steps out, Huang Shiren turned his head and glanced at the little fat man again, "By the way, you just said that he is real... What is it?"

When asked by the real person Huang Shi, the little fat man rolled his eyes, "Really... infuriating."

Hearing what the little fat man said, Rao Ye Chen almost laughed.

"I'll go to your grandmother." Huang Shizhen slammed his big hands over on the spot, and a big mouth called out to the little fat man's face, "Which of Hengyuezong's people is not infuriating, what's the fuss about."

Saying that, Huang Shizhen turned around and left.

After the real person Huang Shi left, the little fat man who was knocked to the ground got up from the ground. A slap print was clearly visible on his chubby face.

"You immortal, wait for the young master." The little fat man covered his face and scolded endlessly.

Aside, Ye Chen glanced and was about to leave.

"You can't go." Seeing that Ye Chen was about to leave, the little fat man grabbed him on the spot.

"Are you in trouble?"

"There are some." The little fat man said immediately, "Use your real fire to help me refine a treasure."

"No time."

"Old man Huang, this kid..."

"Lian Lian Lian." Ye Chen really lost his temper.

The two came to the back mountain one after the other.

At this time on weekdays, there is no shortage of Hengyue disciples collecting spirit grass in the back mountain, but today, there is not a single person to be seen here, and they all went to Fengyuntai to watch the three main peaks fight.

"Let's talk about it in advance. You can practice for you. You can't shake me out if I have something really hot."

Along the way, Ye Chen repeatedly emphasized this issue.

"Don't worry about this, my mouth is very tight, hehe." The little fat man patted his chest.

"Also, you can't do it in vain, give me five hundred spirit stones, otherwise, don't talk about it."

"Deal." The little fat man was very refreshing. He was so refreshing that Ye Chen couldn't help but be full of curiosity about the treasure he wanted to refine. If five hundred spirit stones didn't blink, the treasure must be extraordinary.

The two found a hidden cave, and the little fat man took out the treasure he said.

It was a mace, dark and swarthy, and the overall impression was that it was heavy, and it was definitely a fierce weapon.

"See, there's a trace of black air on it." The little fat man took the mace closer and pointed to the trace of black air lingering on the mace.

Ye Chen's eyes moved closer, the black gas was only as thick as hair, and he couldn't really see it if he didn't look carefully. The black gas gave him the feeling of gloom and coldness, and when he smelled it carefully, there was also a bloody aura.

"What is this?" Ye Chen asked, pointing at the black air.

"The evil thoughts of the previous owner of the mace, with it there, I can't let the mace recognize the master." New 81 Chinese website is the fastest update computer: https://

Evil thoughts!

Hearing this name, Ye Chen couldn't help but flash a look of surprise in his eyes.

The evil thoughts in his lifetime can survive on the weapon, one can imagine how strong the original owner of the mace is, and the mace must be a powerful weapon.

"Are you sure that real fire can refine him?" Ye Chen glanced at the little fat man.

"Can, can, can." The little fat man said with certainty, "All evil thoughts are things of the most yin, and they are most afraid of things of the most yang. True fire is born from the heaven and the earth, it is definitely a kind of the most yang, and it will definitely be refined. ."

"Then let's start!" Ye Chen said, with a thought, he summoned the real fire.

The real fire flames rose, causing the temperature in the cave to rise instantly, and the surrounding walls were all golden.

"What a domineering real fire, it can definitely be refined, hehe."

Seeing Ye Chen's real fire, the little fat man was full of confidence, and hurriedly suspended the mace in the air.

Ye Chenyu moved with real fire and wrapped the mace.

There was a real fire burning, and the black gas was struggling violently.

what…..!

In the dark, there seemed to be screams, which made Ye Chen and the little fatty couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

"Look, I'll just say it!" Seeing the trace of black energy struggling, the little fat man rubbed his chubby little hands.

"The evil thoughts are too strong, it will take an hour." Ye Chen roughly estimated the time.

"It's okay, I have time." The little fat man squatted down and stared straight at his mace.

This guy is really too fat, he squatted down, and the fat all over his body was piled up together, like a pile of fat.

"My name is Xiong Er." The little fat man reported his name while looking at the mace.

"Bear... Bear Er?"

"I am the second child at home, so my father named me Xiong Er."

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Looking at the little fat man, he asked tentatively, "Then your brother's name is..."

"Big Bear."

"Then your brother, can't be called Xiong San!"

"I don't have a brother."

Uh!

Ye Chen didn't ask any more, he thought Xiong Er was already weird enough, and Lao Tzu who had never been to him would be even weirder, otherwise he wouldn't have given them such a lawless name, what a sin!

what…..!

On the mace, there was a shrill scream again.

Looking at the trace of black energy, it has become extraordinarily thin, it is just the evil thoughts of the master before his death, the real fire is its innate nemesis, no matter how hard it struggles, it cannot escape the end of being refined.

An hour later, Ye Chen received the real fire.

"Yes, yes, hehe." Xiong Er took the mace, and couldn't wait to drip blood on the mace.

Soon, the blood was absorbed.

Then, the whole mace trembled.

"Big, get bigger." Xiong Er became the master, and when he thought about it, the mace instantly became huge, so that in the end it was thicker than a tree and taller than a person.

"If this is smashed with one stick, few people can stand it!" Ye Chen touched his chin and secretly thought about the ferocity of this mace.

On the side, Xiong Er had already put away his mace and was in a good mood. He patted Ye Chen on the shoulder and said, "Master, I'm in a good mood today, please have a drink."

Ye Chen glanced at Xiong Er, "Do you not want to give money anymore?"

"You and I hit it off. Talking about money hurts feelings."

"I rely on."

Unexpectedly, Xiong Er directly put his arms around Ye Chen's neck and winked, "You have real fire, do you want to have a big vote with me."

"Give the money." Ye Chen's face darkened.

"You are not short of Snow Magnolia." Xiong Er winked again.

Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows.

He underestimated this little fat man, the monkey spirit and the monkey spirit. Knowing that he has real fire, he must know that he is refining the jade spirit liquid, and he knows that the only thing Ye Chen lacks in refining the jade spirit liquid is the snow magnolia flower.

"The elder who guards the Lingcao Garden is my uncle." Xiong Er's words made Ye Chen's eyes light up.