Those privileges in the Sushou Sect must be abandoned, just because, this is the Yunxia Sect, this is Si Guofeng, and the place where she stands is the inner hall where the head of the First Gate Sect of the Xiuzhen Realm lives.

In this place, there is no first beauty, there is no genius of medicine, and it is sought after by others, in front of this person, it is very ridiculous.

So, this girl who walked and swayed gently, and the golden lotus was not exposed, bent her arrogant waist to the man in the curtain, and curtsied: "Sushoumen Lingsu Su Su meets the head of the house......"

"The tutor and I brought a letter and asked the head of the house to say goodbye. ”

After speaking, he handed the letter to the puppeteer very his head slightly, and waited for the reaction of the person above.

Zhao Qiankun is not a person who is embarrassed to get close to juniors, not to mention, this is a piece of filial piety for his daughter.

He was rare and kind, and said to Ling Susu: "Don't be so restrained, you can come up and take a look." ”

Whether it is Mrs. Ling or Ling Susu, this disease has been seen to him many times and for many years.

It can only be maintained to slow down when the disease is committed, and the demons in the heart should not breed and expand anymore.

Yesterday, Mai Fan's little boy suddenly mentioned the past...... Zhao Qiankun tossed and turned all night, vomited three mouthfuls of blood, and finally brought out the hidden root of the disease.

He didn't want to alarm anyone, but he forgot about his daughter.

This girl has been dependent on him since she was a child, lest he have a good one, and she is the only one left in the world.

Zhao Qiankun will not admit that this daughter is afraid that when he goes, he will lose his support and will no longer be able to recklessly......

He blamed it all on the love and friendship between his daughter and him.

So, Zhao Qiankun still accepted this kindness and put Xiao Transparent and the not simple kid aside.

Stretched out his hand and quietly waited for Lingsu to give him a diagnosis.

The hall of the head of the house once again regained calm, as if the window was open, by the warm wind blowing his face, the bright moonlight sprinkled on his bedside, Mai Fan's small courtyard as calm.

At this time, Mai Fan had already come out of the bathtub.

To be honest, when you are accustomed to mortals, some of the general actions of the cultivation realm, Mai Fan is still very unaccustomed to it for a while.

It's like this bath.

The most commonly used of the primary spells of the first level of Qi cultivation is probably the cleansing spell.

No matter how filthy the mud pit you fall into, when you climb out, just cast a cleansing spell on yourself......

Your clothes, your hair, the mud between your fingernails, it can clean you clean.

The most amazing thing is that your clothes are dry, your hair is dry, your body is dry, and only a puddle of mud comes out under your feet, which shows what you have just encountered.

It stands to reason that this super convenient mantra is simply a must-have for lazy people.

But Mai Fan can't, he, a man from modern times, thinks it's just a superficial cleanliness.

As an authentic northerner...... Bathing if not accompanied by mud rubbing...... And what soul is there in the bath?

The excess stratum corneum on the surface of your body, the mud that can only appear when you rub it, and the dandruff that is not visible to the naked eye......

Hoping that the cleansing spell will give you clarity?

Hehe? It's undoubtedly a fool's dream.

Therefore, Mai Fan still chose the most primitive kind of bath tub bath.

And don't even ask the tavern to bring its own bath towels, since McFan came back from the first world where supplies are scarce, he has stuffed two pieces of this thing into the tavern.

He really didn't want to rub his delicate skin with a loofah pulp anymore, making himself look like an iron pot...... In order to be clean do not know the same as pain.

You know, his back is carrying that kind of thing, and the effect of rubbing it out is too shaking......

In order to avoid misunderstanding by others...... Mai Fan brought some bath towels?

Then he rubbed a thorough bath with the heat of the bath water...... With a wet towel, he walked out of the bathroom.

This kind of weather that is like spring all year round, neither hot nor cold, neither cloudy nor dry, is most suitable for lying on a rocking chair, drinking wine, stroking fried skewers, and admiring the moon.

Then, Mai Fan, who had such an image, heard the highest soprano in this life, no, in several lifetimes.

"Ah!!h

"Bang!"

A lump of people who fell down with the sound smashed the snack plate he had prepared to the ground.

Those skewers, french fries, cold cucumbers, and Mai Fan's own two-pot head......

All splashed onto his recliner.

The current situation is that whether it is the enjoyment of eating or the enjoyment of lying down, it is all ruined by the owner of this cry.

Mai Fan rolled his eyes, looked at the girl with a small food bucket on her head, is it a girl, and she is still wearing a skirt, it can't be a pervert, right, and said: "This ...... Senior sister, senior sister ......"

"Late at night, what's the point?"

The other side took off the small food bucket and turned an angry face.

It's just that this anger turned into screaming after seeing Mai Fan's dress clearly.

"You scoundrel, you pervert, you don't wear clothes! You know there's someone, and you don't wear clothes!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to throw the chicken nuggets hanging from his hair to Mai Fan's body.

Mai Fan himself didn't feel much ashamed.

Youli didn't raise his voice...... "I said, this is my small courtyard for cultivation, right?"

"If you're not mistaken, every disciple has a door number outside their door. ”

"My sect here is Mai Yuan, and my name is Mai Fan, which is something that all outer disciples and stewards know......

"And you, now standing in my yard, as an intruder, just shouting, what qualifications do you have to want to interfere with my behavior?"

"Hehe, it's ridiculous to interfere with me, and the most intolerable thing is that you still spoil my food!"

"Do you see the golden potato strips in your hair? It's fried at 300 degrees Celsius and rolled evenly for a few minutes before it's made. ”

"And their desire is just to want someone who understands their rich connotation and taste, to taste their value as food. ”

"But you, you brutal intruder, ruined it all. ”

"Delicious food, a comfortable atmosphere, a clean and clear environment, and an atmosphere that is conducive to improving the state of mind and spiritual practice...... It's all ruined by you......"

"And now you still have the face to throw this poor food at me? You're that scoundrel, that shameless one!"