"Hello little deputy palace master!"

"I've seen the little deputy palace master!"

Meng Fan took Zhou Yutong into Baihuafang, and the guests who were drinking and listening to music in the hall stood up one after another, and said hello to Meng Fan, and some people even asked Meng Fan if he had eaten, which made people laugh, and the song and dance that was being performed was also paused, and the girls saluted Meng Fan, Meng Fan raised his hand and pressed down, signaling everyone to continue, don't care about him.

"Little Deputy Palace Master, please come with me. ”

Seeing Meng Fan coming, Ali was stunned for a moment, and then greeted her affectionately, took Meng Fan and Zhou Yutong into a private room, poured hot tea, glanced at Zhou Yutong, and said hello to Miss Zhou.

Zhou Yutong nodded and smiled at Ali.

She liked this bland way of interacting very much, which made people feel very comfortable, including those guests outside, seeing him walking with Meng Fan, she didn't have too surprised expressions, as if it was reasonable for her to follow him.

Actually, this is not to say that the people of Qingqiu City are not interested in Zhou Yutong's amazing appearance, but it is really that Meng Fan's performance after becoming the little deputy palace master is too amazing, not to mention anything else, looking at the entire Qingqiu City, even the younger generation of the Eighteen Heavy Mountains, who dares to say the word "kill" to the city lord?

During the battle of the beast courtyard, Meng Fan led the beasts and said this word to Qiandeng!

Qian Deng didn't leave in the end, and didn't dare to move Meng Fan.

In the eyes of everyone, Meng Fan is the pride of the entire Qingqiu City, and there should be a fairy-like figure by his side, a group of them is no problem, even their big men want to follow Meng Fan!

"Ali. After Meng Fan sat down, he looked through the hall, and saw that the three Nine Perfection powerhouses who were staring at him were also seated, and whispered to Ali, "Is there a way to get those three people drunk?"

"I can't help anything else. Ali smiled, "But it's too simple for Baihuafang to get a few people drunk!"

What happened next made Meng Fan feel a little funny, under Ali's secret operation, the three people who were watching first got the jackpot in the lottery, and each of them was given a pot of two-pound centennial aged wine, and then in the throwing of hydrangea, he was hit on the head by the hydrangea, and got the opportunity to accompany the Oiran to accompany the wine, four or five Oiran took turns to play, and in the words of the Yingsheng Yan, the sufficient amount of aging was poured into their stomachs, and I don't know if the aging was done by the hands and feet, or their wine strength was originally poor, and slowly the three of them were a little dissolute, and their hands couldn't help touching the slender waists of the Oiran, and even when they looked at Meng Fan's box, their eyes were not hidden……

"The people sent by Qiandeng can cultivate, but the amount of alcohol is not good, so it is necessary to train in Baihuafang for a few days. Meng Fan took a sip of tea and smiled.

"The City Lord's Mansion is extremely strict in discipline on weekdays, how have they ever experienced such a scene. Zhou Yutong saw that Meng Fan was happy, and smiled softly, "Those beauties throw themselves into their arms to persuade them to drink, they naturally can't stand it, and it's all free, besides, you are still here, they are not in a hurry, if you want to leave, they will definitely turn around and leave, ignore them." ”

Zhou Yutong had been in the green bamboo forest for a few days, and he knew a little bit about the people in the City Lord's Mansion.

"The princes of the beacon fire opera, Chong Guan is angry and red-faced, and the sons of heaven and heroes can't escape from the gentle township. Meng Fan added some tea to Zhou Yutong, with a faint smile on his lips, "For example, Qi Wanjue and others, if it weren't for you, they would dare to make trouble in Ziyang Palace at night?"

"Are you saying that I also have the ability to bring disaster to the country and the people?" Zhou Yutong flattened his soft lips and his posture was pleasant.

"I didn't say that. Meng Fan smiled, his vision went out, and it fell on the two brothers and sisters of the Bai family, I don't know if he met these two people by chance, or if they came with him all the way.

"Little Deputy Palace Master, Elder Fan calls you Meng Xiaozi, what is your name?" Seeing that Meng Fan stopped talking, Zhou Yutong blinked his beautiful eyes curiously and asked.

"I wanted to call Zhou Yubai here all the time, but I can't call this name anymore. Meng Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, anyway, his identity was almost exposed in that immortal war, and he didn't want to hide it from Zhou Yutong, "You can call me Meng Fan." ”

"Meng Fan......" Zhou Yutong lowered his eyebrows and silently read the name, as if he was looking for something in his memory.

In her opinion, a maverick like Meng Fan should have some memorable deeds circulating outside, and it should not be unknown, for example, some things that have happened recently, if it weren't for the lockdown, it should have spread all over the Eighteen Mountains long ago.

"Don't think about it. Meng Fan laughed and joked to himself, "The eighteen-fold mountains are as strong as clouds, and the things I did before are not worth mentioning."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yutong's beautiful eyes flashed with a soft light: "Is it the Meng Fan who attracted the purple qi from the east?"

"Heh, it seems that the cultivation world is not big at all!" Meng Fan said with a smile.

Meng ...... Meng Fan. Zhou Yutong seemed to have found a research object of great interest, "Purple qi can change luck, this matter is not a trivial matter, I remember that my father-in-law once said that if I meet you, I will arrest you to the Nanwu faction, saying that you are a walking treasure of heaven and earth, by the way, it turns out that you are not from Qingqiu City, by the way, what color do you like?"

Then Zhou Yutong began to ask Meng Fan some strange things.

Meng Fan could answer a few words absentmindedly at first, and then he had little interest, so he had no choice but to take out a magazine from the Qiankun space and throw it to Zhou Yutong, the magazine was bought by him for Qu Shuyao at the beginning, and then he encountered some things and forgot to give it to her, and I don't know if the girl has been going to school with peace of mind recently.

"Horoscope Weekly?" Zhou Yutong took the colorful magazine and looked at it with interest, after all, it was given by Meng Fan, but it didn't matter if he looked at it, he began to ask Meng Fan what constellation he was, and he also changed his birthday to the solar calendar, and found his own constellation, it seemed that he wanted to secretly see what the fit between his constellation and Meng Fan was.

Meng Fan casually recounted a constellation.

Zhou Yutong calculated, it was not a match at all, and his pretty face was a little gloomy, and then he complained that the books and periodicals in the secular world were made up nonsense, which was far from Taoist divination.

"Gone!"

Meng Fan suddenly stood up and walked outside, the three masters who were watching were already lying on their desks, Ali squeezed Meng Fan's eyes evilly, as if to report that the task was completed, and the Bai family brothers and sisters also walked out at this time, Meng Fan immediately received a transmission from them that was extremely cautious: "Little deputy palace master, be careful, Qiandeng wants to kill you, the second grandfather specially let us inform you!"

Meng Fan paused, and then returned to the Ziyang Palace without looking back.

From the table of the watchers, a wine glass fell.

After Meng Fan went back, he quietly took the ancient dragon crocodile, climbed out of the back wall of the small palace, and went to the dungeon very secretly, Zhou Yutong has always followed without abandonment, the sky has been completely dark, and the three-layer formation at the bottom of the dungeon is diffused with a solemn atmosphere, as if waiting for an uninvited guest who arrives unexpectedly......

(End of chapter)