"Brother, here's how it ......"

Knowing that Meng Fan was out of the customs, Fennel immediately held a small meeting, and told Meng Fan about the events of Qingqiu City in the past two days, such as the inexplicable eighteen-fold mountain Tianjiao list, and Meng Fan was regarded as a "little evil palace master" by those outsiders.

There were no outsiders attending the meeting, Zhou Yutong, Peony, Zhang Wuling, and even Xiaofang were all there, and the new deputy hall master of the Internal Affairs Hall, Murong Jiangying, naturally also participated, Fan Guyi was still bedridden, and Qingling was also in retreat to resume cultivation, so the two did not come.

These people are all people that Meng Fan trusts very much, and he can rest assured that he will hand over his back to them.

"Brother, that storyteller has been maliciously arranging stories to smear you, and I was just about to arrest him and come back to ask who was manipulating this matter behind the scenes, and I happened to meet you out of the customs, so I will tell you the matter first. Fennel had a hint of anger on her face, "This matter is too bad, it has greatly affected your reputation, and it must be thoroughly investigated!"

"And you don't know. Fennel pointed to the direction of Yanwutai again, "Today, those monks outside the city who were instigated actually went to Yanwutai to hang up the battle book, saying that they wanted to challenge you, the second place on the Tianjiao list, and in less than a day, hundreds of copies were hung......

As she spoke, Fennel was suddenly stunned.

She found that Meng Fan, who had been listening to her calmly, suddenly had a glow in his eyes, not only was he not angry, but he was also very happy, and he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and others also noticed that Meng Fan's expression changed, as if a person had encountered something very good.

"How much have you hung up?" Meng Fan asked.

"Hundreds, all of them are life and death challenges, the kind that you die for!" Fennel frowned and said, "And all the people who signed up are strong people who cut the sky, brother, you can be tired of beating down one by one!"

"Tsk!" Meng Fan licked his lips, "That's a good thing!"

He was in trouble cultivating the Zhengyang Soul Technique, and he was worried that there was no source of Yang Spirit, so these people would help him for free, if he absorbed all the Yang Soul of those people, the Zhengyang Soul Technique was likely to be practiced, anyway, those people were all strong people who cut the sky, and they couldn't die if they lost their spirit, what is not a good thing?

He even wanted to thank the person behind the scenes.

Meng Fan didn't hide it from the people present, and said his thoughts again, and everyone suddenly realized when they heard it, and they couldn't help but sigh, it was obviously a very bad thing, how could it become a great thing when he arrived at Meng Fan?

If there is something missing, someone will take the initiative to send something.

Could it be that this is the atmospheric luck of purple qi?

Thinking about it, after they followed Meng Fan, it seems that bad things don't come much, each of them has a creation, this matter Zhang Wuling is deeply touched, if there is no Meng Fan to help, he can have today? can get along with his beloved wife, can he recognize Lao Dan Wang as a master? I am afraid that he would have died tragically on the street a long time ago.

"Meng Fan. Zhou Yutong said softly, "Although the matter is a good thing, we also have to take precautions, what if the mastermind behind the scenes has other disgusting methods?" I also asked Elder Zhang about this matter, it wasn't they who did it, could it be ...... The hand of the city lord's mansion?"

"It must have been made by the old thing of a thousand lights!" Fennel nodded.

"Thousand Lights hasn't come up with such a trick yet. Meng Fan glanced at the partners sitting around him, "There should be someone else who is tossing this matter, we don't have to deliberately investigate, let's let the other party toss first, the more you toss, the better, at least you have to help me refine the Zhengyang Soul Technique first." ”

After a deep sigh, Meng Fan said again: "That storyteller is a treasure, he must be protected, and we still need him to help when we go back." ”

The people present had seen a lot of deception in the cultivation world, and they knew what Meng Fan meant, so they nodded knowingly.

Xiao Fang, who was the only simple-minded, was a little puzzled and asked, "Big brother, why do we have to protect him when the storyteller arranges so many bad things about you?"

"Xiao Fang. Zhang Wuling looked at his cute little junior sister with a smile, and opened his mouth to help Meng Fan explain, "Have you ever heard the words rabbit dead dog cooking, or unloading the mill and killing the donkey, once the mastermind behind the scenes achieves his goal, he will definitely kill the storyteller, so as not to leave any hands and tails, and the reason why we save his life is that we also need to help the little deputy palace master correct his name through his mouth, understand?"

"Oh?" Xiao Fang thought for a moment, then showed an expression of sudden realization and opened her small mouth, "Understood!"

Then Xiao Fang asked: "Xiao Fang can figure out what he can understand, so can't the storyteller think of it?

"He should have expected his end. This time, Murong explained on behalf of the film, "Now he still insists on saying there day by day, either he has something to ask for and has put life and death out of the way, or there is a way out." No matter what, we have to keep an eye on him, we can't let him be killed, and we can't let him escape. ”

"Oh, I see!" Xiao Fang nodded.

Glancing at the partner beside him, Meng Fan pouted with a touch of relief at the corner of his mouth, everyone understands what he said, he can't say that he doesn't have tacit understanding, they are doing their best to support Ziyang Xiaogong, if he leaves one day, he will be very relieved, his eyes fell on Zhou Yutong again, seeing the seriousness on her pretty face, she looked like she regarded Ziyang Xiaogong as her own home, and the relief at the corner of her mouth was even stronger, with her, Xiaogong also had an extra guarantee, this little girl was really righteous!

Seeing Meng Fan looking at her, Zhou Yutong lowered her exquisite chin and couldn't help but look at her twice, and her cheeks were slightly red.

"Then turn this matter over first. Fennel raised her hand and looked at Meng Fandao, " There is one more thing, because the city gate is wide open, in order to avoid friction between spirit beasts and foreign monks, we have summoned all spirit beasts to Ziyang Xiaogong, brother, you also know, the territory of our small palace is not so big, and the spirit beasts also need to eat, drink and Lazar, and they urgently need people to take care of them, but there are many people who have entered the city in the past two days, and the demand for pills is also very large, which is a good opportunity for our Xiaogong to make money, the disciples are alchemy day and night, and they can't send anyone to take care of them, and they don't feel at ease when they invite people from outside, I'm afraid that no one is willing to do it, just cleaning up the feces is enough to give people a headache, even if they invite people, the wages are definitely expensive……”

As she spoke, Fennel couldn't help but rub her forehead.

She only went to the spirit beast captivity once to inspect it, and she smoked a stench, even if she bathed and changed clothes, she still couldn't wash away the smell.

"Why don't I let my dad bring his uncles from the Knife Gang over to take care of them?" Xiao Fang said intimately, "It's still okay for them to do all this rough work." ”

"Not yet. Meng Fan had already smelled the smell of fennel, and said, "I'll think of a way to do this first, if I can't hire someone if I can't do it, it......'s not bad for money."

That being said, Meng Fan, like Fennel, doesn't want to spend money wow!

It's definitely okay to let the people of the Knife Gang do this, but it's not very kind.

But this kind of little trouble still couldn't hide the ecstasy in Meng Fan's heart, and when he looked outside, it was already dark, and he couldn't help but run to the martial arts stage to accept the hundreds of life and death challenges......

(End of chapter)