Immortal Path to Heaven

Ouyang Ming spread his hands helplessly and said, "I didn't lie to them. It was indeed me who killed Zhang Yinli." He thought about it, and somehow blurted out: "If I lie to them, I won't lie to you!"

Ni Yinghong's big eyes blinked and smiled: "Oh, I didn't even know that our relationship is so good?"

Ouyang Ming chuckled and said, "If Brother Ni did not help in secret, how can I learn the appraisal technique? This alone, I can't hide you."

Ni Yinghong was shocked and said in surprise: "What, did you really learn identification?"

She did help many times in the process of appraisal, and mentioned some techniques of appraisal through conversation. However, she didn't teach it systematically, just by taking advantage of the situation, and inspired Zheng Ziwen to perform her identification technique with her several times.

Well, all her previous unrelenting help, in addition to the strange sensation in her heart, also has a meaning of benevolence. When he asked Ouyang Ming for help in the future, he was embarrassed to refuse casually. However, even if Ni Yinghong did more, he never thought that Ouyang Ming could really master the appraisal technique.

If appraisal is really so easy to master, then appraiser will not be so rare.

Ouyang Ming smiled, rubbing his hands, and immediately released a light of identification.

It's just that there is no equipment here, and no matter how thick his face is, it is impossible to throw this identification technique towards Ni Yinghong. His wrist shook, and this appraisal shot immediately hit the ground under his feet.

Mental strength is insufficient to identify.

In my mind, such a message suddenly appeared.

Ouyang Ming suddenly stunned, what does this mean? He dropped the appraisal technique on the ground, it should have identified a piece of dirt, right? But how did the blink of an eye become a reminder of lack of mental power?

This identification technique is also an extremely mysterious ability. Once it can be released, it can automatically identify the rank and specific attributes of equipment or characters. But why is there such a situation?

Looking at Ouyang Ming's puzzled eyes, Ni Yinghong finally calmed down in horror and said, "What are you looking at?"

Ouyang Ming quickly shook his head and said, "Nothing, you see, how is my identification?" He secretly said, if you use identification to throw it on the ground, you can understand my feelings.

However, he also understands that for ordinary appraisers, appraisal is a very valuable ability, and it can never be wasted like him.

Although Ni Yinghong did not want to admit it, she understood that what Ouyang Ming used was indeed the light of identification. With a slight hum, she depreciated and said: "Isn't it just appraisal, I will too, what a great thing!"

Ouyang Ming was stunned, and suddenly found that this sentence made sense...

I am also evil, why do you play with the appraisal technique in front of an appraiser?

Ni Yinghong immediately digressed and said, "Come with me!"

She took Ouyang Ming to the box, and fortunately, Ouyang Ming's recent treatment has been greatly improved. She has reached the same level as the old master, with a master bedroom, box and yard. Otherwise, his small single room would be a bit embarrassing.

As soon as Ouyang Ming entered the compartment, he saw the equipment he was familiar with, and the belt was placed in the most conspicuous place.

Ni Yinghong said with a mouthful, "Well, everything is here for you. I promise, no one has touched them, and no one has used identification techniques."

Ouyang Ming nodded gently and said sincerely: "Thank you."

His words are sincere, because he knows that when he walks out of the jungle with Zhang Yinli's head, he will surely attract countless people's curiosity. Among them, the unique set of equipment on his body will definitely arouse curiosity.

Ni Yinghong's short sentence really doesn't know how much she paid for it.

However, the gratitude he owed was more than this time. As the so-called debts are not worrying, there is no need to express special gratitude for this.

Suddenly, the door knocked again outside the door.

Ouyang Ming was slightly dissatisfied, but after opening the door, he swallowed back the dissatisfaction.

Because it was Deng Zhicai who stood outside the door. As the leader of an army, his identity is more honorable than Fang Yihai. Moreover, Ouyang Ming is still a member of his group. The military masters came to see you deliberately. Do you dare to express your dissatisfaction by tilting your mouth? Even if it's death, it can't be so obvious.

The intention of Deng Zhicai was very simple, that was to pay special condolences. He was also very curious about how Ouyang Ming killed Zhang Yinli, but after mentioning a sentence, when he saw that Ouyang Ming didn't want to say it, he avoided it.

Such treatment, wherever it treats its subordinates, even if it is to treat friends who can sit on an equal footing, this is not the case.

After a quarter of an hour, Deng Zhi left. But Ouyang Ming's **** hadn't sat down yet, and Chen Yifan's laughter had already sounded.

To treat this already-familiar general, Ouyang Ming did not dare to neglect it, and he was even more respectful than Deng Zhicai and Fang Yihai. However, Chen Yifan's intentions are generally the same, and he did not mention the first sentence of Ouyang Ming's encounter in the forest.

Chen Yifan was finally sent away. Just when Ouyang Ming thought he could be a little quieter, a person he could not have imagined came to visit.

Dong Ying, the general of Dongying, when he saw the big man in the army, Ouyang Ming once thought that this guy was here to find fault. But unexpectedly, he showed a handsome elderly manner, and Yan Yuese made people feel warm.

Finally, after sending the fourth general away, Ouyang Ming took a long breath and felt that such entertainment was much more tiring than a battle with Zhang Yinli.

However, he didn't guess. At the next moment, the knock on the door kept ringing.

Conway Bo, the head of the equipment battalion, Qu Jianming, the head of Qianliang Camp, and the figures with heads and faces in each battalion, treated him like a meeting place and visited them one by one. The flexion index came, except for the generals of the North Camp who had gone out, and all the others at home came.

On this day, the sight of the city of Menting Ruo slowly receded until the time when it fell gradually in the future.

Ouyang Ming couldn't smile with a smile on his face. He has been so sought after since childhood. Everyone who comes today has a certain identity. Moreover, except for a few generals who have to take care of their faces, almost all the others are full of compliments.

Ouyang Ming, who had never seen such a grand occasion, was so excited that he could not find North.

However, he did not find that, outside these people, Ni Yinghong had been watching him, and there was always a touch of uneasiness in the depths of those smart eyes.

Finally, when everyone left and the family became deserted again, Ni Yinghong said abruptly: "Brother Ou, there is actually something, I did not tell you."

Ouyang Ming smiled heartily: "What's the matter?"

Ni Yinghong said slowly: "Brother Ou, my parents always said that this time you should have been affected by the spiritual aspect, so in the near future, it is best not to have emotions of joy and sorrow."

Ouyang Ming was stunned, and for some reason, he began to feel a little uneasy in his heart.

If Ni Yinghong didn't mention this suddenly, he would indulge in the praise of everyone, maybe he wouldn't even notice it. However, she said so without warning at this moment, Ouyang Ming suddenly became suspicious.

Almost at the next moment, he immediately thought of someone.

Old head!

Although he has no blood relationship with the old craftsman, he is absolutely sympathetic to his father and son. No, it is even more intimate than the relationship between father and son.

It stands to reason that when he was attacked and survived, the head of the old craftsman could not ignore him.

However, there was a lot of excitement at home today, whether it was or should not be, whether it was qualified or not, it was Lin Lin who took a circle around him.

Ouyang Ming, who was not good at coping with such occasions, spent all his time with everyone in the lively and busy time, but he had no time to think so much.

But at this time, he was suddenly surprised.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Ouyang Ming murmured, "Yes, what about the old craftsman? Why didn't he come?"

While saying this, Ouyang Ming didn't find out that his voice was a little trembling.

Ni Yinghong looked at him in surprise. Unexpectedly, with this clue, Ouyang Ming had already guessed what she wanted to tell.

She stared at Ouyang Ming, and suddenly found that Shicai was still talking and laughing. Ouyang Ming suddenly became timid, not only his voice was shaking, but even his hands were clenched unconsciously.

"Oh, I know, the old craftsman's head must be forging magic soldiers for General Chen Yifan, right?" Ouyang Ming looked at Ni Yunhong, his eyes full of expectation: "He has been dragging for so long, it must be Can't hold it any longer."

Ni Yunhong hesitated and shook his head slowly.

Ouyang Ming slapped his forehead and said: "I know, the old craftsman's head must have heard where there is good ore appearing ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so he hurriedly hurried over. Hem, dare to throw me in Ignore it here. When he comes back, I must ask him well!"

"Hey..." Ni Yinghong sighed softly, reaching out and pressing gently on Ouyang Ming's chest.

However, before waiting for her to speak, he heard Ouyang Ming hurriedly said: "I guessed, the old craftsman's head must be mad, I dare not take the risk and deal with Zhang Yinli alone, right? As long as I pay him a courtesy, he will Come and see me, right..."

Ni Yinghong was stunned for a moment. She was about to shake her head, but suddenly felt cold in her hands.

Gazing at the eyes, there was already a drop of crystal clear liquid on the back of the hand, and large drops of tears were constantly pouring from Ouyang Ming's eye sockets and dripping down his cheeks.

However, Ouyang Ming, who was hurriedly speaking, was unaware of it.

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