The Lord who use immortals as food

In the small garden, Yang Zhenbing squatted with his legs together, his arms folded on his knees, his chin resting on his arms, and his eyes fixed on the black cat on the ground.

"This cat is so beautiful." He said in a low voice.

Pei Ye also squatted opposite him, fiddling with the black cat's soft ears: "It's beautiful, right? I haven't seen anything more beautiful than it."

Yang Zhenbing nodded: "I haven't seen it either."

He tentatively stretched out his hand slowly: "Does it let you touch it?"

".Look at me."

The black cat squatted quietly on the ground, lowered its head and flicked the fallen flowers on the ground, as if it turned a blind eye to these two huge creatures.

Yang Zhenbing stretched out an index finger, tentatively touched its ear lightly, then immediately retracted it, and pursed his lips contentedly.

Pei Ye smiled and scratched the black cat's chin, completely ignoring its avoidance and cold eyes.

When he was alone with the black cat, he usually didn't do this kind of action. Even if the relationship is very good, it is really difficult to tease a soul that can answer you fluently, especially when the black cat looks at him with a pair of quiet green eyes.

Only in front of outsiders can he express his love for this little black ball.

"I didn't buy it, I picked it up in the mountain next to my house." Pei Ye explained, "It was injured, I rescued it, and then it followed me wholeheartedly."

Yang Zhenbing actually asked seriously: "Which mountain?"

". No mountain will grow a second one."

Pei Ye retracted his hand. After all, they were together day and night, and they were a little tired of teasing for a while.

"Let's continue to test the sword, Brother Yang." Pei Ye pressed the sword again, picked up the black cat with one hand and put it back on the branch.

"Don't be so rude."

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"Brother Yang. This is my cat." Pei Ye said seriously.

Yang Zhenbing was silent for a moment, and whispered: "The pearl is cast in the dark."

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Pei Ye didn't want to argue with him at this time. The next sword test went on for several rounds. In the quiet garden, the two exchanged ideas, talked about swords, and played with cats. Pei Ye kept feeling enlightened.

Pei Ye and Yang Zhenbing fought seven games in total, and all seven were lost, but Yang Zhenbing was not unsurprised by the young man - almost any move, as long as he had seen it once, it would be much more difficult to defeat him again.

"Brother Yang, you carry so many swords on your back, can you use them?" The two rested their swords and blew the night wind.

Pei Ye had thought that he would face the dazzling attack of six swords, but he could not imagine how Yang Zhenbing would control it. Now, this scene did not happen in a day. Yang Zhenbing only occasionally drew out the second sword. That was when Pei Ye asked him to suppress his realm to the fourth life. The sword light touched and returned like a dragonfly on the water, and instantly established the victory.

The move of three swords at the same time happened when Pei Ye used six lives to defeat two lives. That was the last sword game just now. Pei Ye had already forced the young man into a dead end, but a silver light was like a sudden shock from the sky, pressing on his neck.

"Can I see you use six swords?" Pei Ye asked.

"No."

".Oh."

"Only three at most, six cannot be used lightly."

"What's the saying about these three swords?" Pei Ye watched him sheath the two swords curiously, "They look exactly the same to me."

"I draw the swords in order." Yang Zhenbing said, "The first sword is [Deer Head], which cuts the throat and neck, and is usually used for chess swords; the second sword is [Four Bodies], which cuts off limbs and takes risks, and is murderous and ferocious, so it is not often drawn."

This is really his longest sentence. He must have remembered it firmly in his mind. At this time, he stroked the remaining sword in his hand: "This third sword is [Demon Body], which cuts the waist and breaks the internal organs. It is the easiest to lose control, and it is not used for chess swords."

Pei Ye frowned, slowly moved up to look at the two very small engraved characters at the root of the sword, and suddenly realized that this was another ancient writing method that he was not familiar with. He said thoughtfully: "These two characters are written quite like [Deer Head]."

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Yang Zhenbing looked down and was silent for a while.

Then he pulled out the two swords that had just been sheathed behind him, inserted the sword in his hand into the empty scabbard, compared it again, and picked one from the remaining two and put it back.

Finally, there was one sword left in his hand: "This third sword is [Demon Body], which cuts the waist and breaks the internal organs. It is most likely to lose control, and it is not used in normal chess and swords."

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"It is indeed easy to mess up." He admitted.

The two of them sat and chatted until the sky darkened and the sky was dotted with stars.

The small lights in the garden lit up by themselves, and Pei Ye stretched his body. He was so immersed in this day that he almost forgot that he was in the capital.

At this time, looking at the quiet forest with treetops outside the courtyard, imagining the prosperity of the night full of lights and candles seen last night, at the beginning of the night, people were walking out of the door after dinner. Pei Ye couldn't help but relax his body, and tilted his head and said, "Brother Yang, let's go to the capital?"

"No."

Pei Ye was disappointed and said, "Okay, I'll go by myself."

Without calling friends to join him, Pei Ye carried the black cat out of the door, and walked slowly away from the "Shengqianfang" in the night breeze, looking at the most prosperous night lights in the east.

The lights were visible to the naked eye, and there were many tourists. Before he got close, Pei Ye had already felt the wealth of this place. The tall red building stood in the first room in front of the square, and peach-colored ribbons hung from the roof, dancing in the wind.

Next to it was Pinghu, and the night wind was even cooler. There were groups of scholars on the street, young men calling friends to join them, and all kinds of pedestrians in brocade clothes and jade boots. But Pei Ye was not out of place today. Although he didn't know what material the new clothes he changed into in Xiuwenguan were made of, they were light and comfortable, and the patterns were simple but exquisite. They must not be cheap.

Pei Ye was a little curious about where this place was. Logically speaking, many places had their own shopping streets, but most of them were residential. The streets might be bustling, but they probably weren't so noisy, not to mention the buildings towering into the night sky. Gorgeous tall buildings.

Pei Ye was walking on the street and even saw a huge lotus made of red wood. It was elevated three feet above the ground. The center of the lotus was an exquisite platform. Many people were talking and laughing around it.

"It's too crowded to fight swords here." Pei Ye murmured, "And what kind of blanket should I put on it?"

But soon he knew what it was for.

Amidst the flying petals and the sound of gongs, drums, and flutes, a graceful figure in cool clothes flew down onto the stage. When she stepped on her toes, her figure began to dance gracefully, which immediately aroused cheers.

Pei Ye stared blankly at the exposed snow-white waist. He turned his head and wanted to look at the black cat, but saw the pair of green eyes still on the lotus platform.

"Don't look at it." Pei Ye covered his eyes.

As he walked further, he heard Xiaoyu's makeup and makeup, and there were people singing loudly above the restaurant. Pei Ye turned away from the main street and walked along the lake. There were tall buildings on the right, and there were a few pedestrians on the lakeside on the left, and there were also many vendors, many of which had novelty items that he had never seen before. Everything looked interesting, and Pei Ye subconsciously pressed the purse.

"Hey, don't you want to see the trick?"

When Pei Ye turned around, he saw a ruffian-like young man leaning against a willow tree, grinning at him: "'Old Man Tonghaitan', I am the only one who can change the whole Pingkangfang."

Next to him stood a rather large water tank, covered with old wooden boards. Next to it is a handsome eagle tied to a wooden stake, with sharp eyes and a rope tied to its talons.

Just as Pei Ye was about to speak, there was a sudden rush of hooves and loud laughter. They were a group of young rangers in brocade robes and swords. Pei Ye took a few steps back to avoid it, but he heard the birds of prey behind him spread their wings violently, and turned around. The sharp claws were attacking the kitten on the shoulder fiercely.

The young man jerked the rope and pulled it back. He looked at the astonished Pei Ye and laughed: "This eagle is very fierce! Watch your kitten!"

Pei Ye smiled and asked curiously: "Why is this eagle tied here? Is it for sale?"

The young man waved his hand casually: "No, I promised the eagle to stay here intact for one night."