The 3rd floor of Tianji Pavilion is in the sandalwood-filled hall.

Chen Jia walked up with a faint smile on his face and looked at the hall on the third floor of Tianji Pavilion with interest.

This hall is luxuriously decorated, and the second floor of the building cannot be compared to it at all.

In the corner of the hall, on the luxurious Linghu leather sofa, sat a deep middle-aged man.

After Chen Jia walked up to the hall on the third floor, he looked directly at Chen Jia - the pedestrian, his eyes were deep.

Shui Qinghan glanced at the middle-aged man's eyes, his eyes changed slightly, and he just wanted to remind Chen Jia, but he swallowed back the words on his lips.

Arrogating!!

The adults didn't signal, and Shui Qinghan didn't dare to speak out again.

That old man is the prince of the Murong family, Murong Qingxun.

The enemy is far away and the enemy is the reason for the lonely battle

And the Murong family is also the royal family of the Qingxuan Ancient Kingdom, and it is the lower-level holy land of the heaven-level holy land of the Zhao family and the Qingxuan Ancient Kingdom, working for the Zhao family.

The enemy is far away and the enemy is lonely and lonely The maid cried even more fiercely, and her head was broken again, and the blood flowed for a long time.

Although Shui Qinghan didn't understand why Murong Qingxun appeared here again, Shui Qinghan didn't think much about it, but just secretly remembered this matter.

Presumably, the important guest that the old man met with was this Murong Qingxun.

"Two distinguished guests, the pavilion master and his old man will wait for two more inside, and I will bring them here." After the Tianji strategist took Chen Jia to the door of the old man's room, he smiled at Chen Jia slightly, and then left.

Tianji Pavilion is busy with business, and after he leads the way, he has to rush back to his post.

As for the work to serve Chen Jia, it is not what he needs to do.

Later, Koko hated the only grandson and hated the lonely auspicious land

After waiting for Chen Jia to enter the room, Murong Qingxun called his servant over, and then whispered something in the servant's ear, and then closed his eyes and took a nap, not moving.

"Are you going to go in with you??" After the Heavenly Genius Strategist left, Chen Jia saw that the maids who came with those people had no intention of leaving, and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, there are no maids in the pavilion master's room, so the slave maid needs to follow the guest to make tea for the pavilion master and the guest, and if the guest needs anything else, just tell the slave maid." The maid said honestly to Chen Zijia.

Different from the ordinary Tianji strategists, it is rumored that the old man of Tianji is a strong man in the Melting Star Realm, and his surname is good, and after many important guests meet the old man of Tianji again, they are often driven out by the old man of Tianji because they do not understand the rules of the old man, which is very unpleasant.

Therefore, unless it is a regular customer who often comes into contact with the old man of Tianji, otherwise other people want to see the old man of Tianji, and the maids of Tianji Pavilion will follow and remind the guests.

"As for the cabinet owner's answer to the guest's question, the cabinet owner will naturally set up a sound barrier to block the sound, so the guest does not have to worry about the news of the inquiry being leaked."

Hearing the maid's words, Chen Jia also smiled at her and said, "I'm tired."

"By the way, what's your last name?"

"No, no, polite!!" The maid's face turned red, and her heartbeat began to accelerate, "The slave's surname is Lin, and her name is Wan'er."

She has been working in Tianji Pavilion for a while, and she has met a lot of sons, and no one has ever been so polite to her.

Shui Qinghan saw the maid's red face, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

He had thought that the Immortal Emperor was as warm as jade.

But things don't look at the surface.

The ship of the land is a ship after the cool ball

After Chen Jia smiled at the maid, he then looked at Murong Qingxun in the corner of the hall, and then stopped paying attention to Murong Qingxun and walked into the room.

After Chen Jia entered the room, Murong Qing Xun called his servant over, and then whispered something in the servant's ear, and then closed his eyes and took a nap, not moving.

After receiving Murong Qingxun's order, the servant just walked out of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion quickly, and galloped into the distance on horseback, not knowing what to do.

Chen Jia glanced casually at the window again—the servant who had ridden away—and then laid his gaze on the old man sitting in the middle of the room.

Qingxuancheng Tianji Pavilion Master, Tianji Old Man.

The old man was dressed in cloth, his eyes were condensed, and his aura was hidden to the extreme, and it looked like he had cultivated some kind of hidden aura method, which made people unable to see his true strength.

After the hatred is not not ghosts, hatred is not reluctant

"Two guests, please take a seat after a long wait." The voice of the old man of Tianji is hoarse and low, but it is full of some strange power, which makes people feel crisp all over.

Shui Qinghan seemed to be hypnotized at the moment, and after the old man finished speaking, he sat down first.

Shui Qinghan just sat down, and immediately came back to his senses, and the whole person was so frightened that the 6 gods had no master.

The Immortal Emperor hasn't sat yet, he dares to sit??

The enemy department is not cool, and the yang side is inspected

Crazy!!

Chen Jia glanced at it—his eyes were cold, and he didn't say anything, and then sat down in front of the old man.

The maid who followed Chen Jia in hurriedly knelt next to the table between the old man and Chen Jia, and made tea for the two of them.

"This guest, is he going to ask about the news of the descendants of the Lin family, right?" The old man asked Chen Jia.

"Well, please tell me to wait." Chen Jia is neither humble nor arrogant, and said.

"Can you tell me why you're looking for the descendants of the Lin family??" The old man asked with a smile.

"This is what I have to tell you when I buy news??" Chen Jia raised his eyebrows, not wanting to answer.

Hearing Chen Jia's answer, the old man Tianji was slightly stunned, then shook his head, and said, "No, the guest doesn't need to tell me the reason.

Sun Yuandi is cool, hating the Yang and Qiu Xingke

Sun Yuandi is the prince of the Murong family, Murong Qingxun.

"Then please ask the old man of Tianji to tell me to wait, the price is arbitrary."

The old man of Tianji saw Chen Jia's indifferent look, and became more and more curious about Chen Jia's identity.

He didn't see Chen Jia, but the water behind Chen Jia was cold, and the old man Tianji had met a few times.

"The news of the descendants of the Lin family is related to the safety of Qingxuancheng, so millions of Xuanjin coins are needed."

Sun Ke is not a party to the school

Bang Dang!!

The old man of heaven spoke, and then the maid who was making tea next to him was excited, and the teapot in his hand fell back on the table, and the tea was spilled on the table.

The maid's face was filled with fear and she burst into tears.

Without hesitation, the maid hurriedly took a few steps back, kowtowing to the master of Tianji Pavilion and begging for mercy, "The slave knows that she is wrong!" The Pavilion Master spares his life!! The Pavilion Master spares his life!!"

Millions??

Hearing the words of the old man of Tianji, Shui Qinghan set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and he couldn't believe the price offered by the old man of Tianji.

Hundreds of thousands of Xuanjin coins are enough for the annual expenses of the Fang Great Sect, even if the water is cold, all the savings are worth this amount.

A simple news of the descendants of the Lin family requires millions of gold coins, and Shui Qinghan can't imagine what kind of major events are involved behind the descendants of the Lin family.

The old man looked gloomily—his eyes spilled the tea on the table, and his eyes flashed—a fierce one—a strong aura erupted from his body.

The maid cried even more fiercely, and her head was broken again, and the blood flowed for a long time.

Chen Jia took out a handkerchief and wiped off the water stains on the table without hurry, and said to the old man Tianji, "This maid, the news of the descendants of the Garin family, Bai Wanxuan gold coins."

Hearing Chen Jia's words, the old man's face changed slightly, and then he said to Chen Jia in a deep voice, "Guest, this maid, the news of the descendants of the Garin family, needs two million gold coins."

The old man of Tianji's words - exit, the atmosphere in the room, instantly froze.