Chapter 1820

Feng Na shook her head and said with a helpless wry smile, "no, Soochow is far away. We still have things. We can't go. Go yourself. I can't help it. It's really impossible. Let's keep in touch with our mobile phone."

Chris thought for a moment and said, "well, tell me your cell phone number."

After exchanging their mobile phone numbers, they parted ways and left.

Alba didn't expect that she was bumpy all the way. Now she can't rest in the hotel, but also run to another city. She couldn't help sighing and complaining with her luggage. She scolded Li Yundong 10000 times in her heart.

Chris ignored her, just took John and whispered, "John, how can you say that we are Li Yundong's disciples in front of others?"

John said triumphantly, "Chris, the Chinese people have a good face. When I say this, everyone will know that I John shert is his apprentice. He can't accept me if he doesn't want to! Hey, you are the same. You should thank me!"

Chris rubbed her temples with her hand, smiled bitterly and said in Chinese, "you stupid fool with developed limbs and simple mind, you will certainly get into trouble! Don't you know that the Chinese people are very serious about worshiping teachers? You call it cutting first and then playing, which is very impolite and stupid! Li Yundong will be angry! Be careful and smart, but you will be mistaken by smart!"

John was startled and said with some fear, "really? Why didn't you stop me just now?"

Chris glared at him: "can I stop it? You speak so fast!"

John smiled bitterly and said, "what should I do? What if master is really angry and doesn't accept me? Are we going to Soochow?"

Chris gave him a white look: "we've all run from the United States. Won't Soochow go? Don't you know there's a saying called: you need to be bold when things come to an end?"

They whispered, but Alba who followed couldn't understand what they were talking about in Chinese. She couldn't help shouting: "Hey, what are you talking about? Don't use Chinese? Can you use a language I understand? Hey, I'm talking to you! Hey, what are you talking about? What's' you need to be brave when you're wet to drench your head '? Why can't I understand?"

Three foreigners walked all the way towards Soochow city. At this time, on the distant Wuhua mountain, Zheng Yuan, the leader of the yin-yang sect, was carefully guarding in front of a fire platform and staring at the fire.

Beside him stood Ding Nan with a golden plantain fan in his hand.

The firestand in front of Zheng Yuan is about two meters high. The footwall is a tripod support frame. The middle is a gourd shaped round body. It is dark as if it were made of black iron. There is a blazing flame under the wide round body of the gourd. There is a vent in the furnace, and there is a narrow part above the yuan God. The magic weapons to be refined are hung in the air.

Exquisite patterns are baked around the fire platform, and there is a window made of transparent glazed sand in the middle furnace for people to look inside.