The room was brightly lit and everything was clean.

There is a hired woman, who is holding a rag in her hand, wiping the furnishings in the room, the posture is a little slow, pausing from time to time, taking a breath, and then continuing to wipe, the place she has wiped, there is a piece of light, much cleaner than before.

It's not who the peony is.

She was seriously injured because she gave him the Dharma protector and blocked Cao Meng, and she should have been on bed rest, how could this ...... Working in the field?

"Hmm?" Looking at the busy peony, Meng Fan opened his mouth.

"It has nothing to do with me. Seeing Meng Fan's gaze towards him, Qing Ling, who was sitting on the immortal furnace, shrugged his shoulders, "I was originally going to persuade her, but after all, I haven't officially met her, so it's inconvenient...... Meng Fan, I told you a long time ago, this matter is a troublesome matter for you, you have to deal with it, the most difficult thing is ...... Beauty, she's starting to be nice to you. ”

As he spoke, Qing Ling pursed his mouth in one direction.

Meng Fan swept his eyes and found that the dirty clothes he had changed had also been washed and placed in a basin of water, before he had time to dry them......

"I don't know what to say to her. Meng Fan scratched his head and said in his heart, "Take off the mask directly and tell him that Zhou Zhubai is actually pretending to be me, and that Zhou Zhubai is really dead?"

"You're back. ”

Just when Meng Fan was thinking about how to solve this misunderstanding, Peony put down the rag in his hand, straightened his waist with some difficulty, and walked over to Meng Fan with a sweet smile.

"Why did you go out in the middle of the night and get so much dust on your clothes? When he walked to Meng Fan's side, Peony patted Meng Fan on the shoulder, scattered some of the powder he had dyed on the martial arts stage, and saw that his face was also gray, so he wiped his little hand on his clothes, and then gently put his hand on Meng Fan's face, wiped it gently, and said softly, "Take it off, I'll wash it for you." ”

As he spoke, he had to help Meng Fan untie his clothes.

Qingqiu City is an ancient city in the cultivation world, and its clothes and costumes guard some ancient styles, which are very different from the secular world, when Peony's hand reached Meng Fan's waist, Meng Fan couldn't help but take a step back, and said with an embarrassed smile: "No, no, I never wash my own clothes." ”

Meng Fan does not wash clothes.

He really doesn't have any clothes to wear, so it's okay to let the turtle clone wash it for him.

Don't wash it yourself at all.

"Hey, you brother. Peony misunderstood what Meng Fan meant, and took another step forward towards Meng Fan, "You, who are brothers, still want to rely on fennel for a lifetime, fennel is almost old enough to get married, who will take care of you when she marries...... Again...... I...... I ......"

Peony's pretty face, which was as white as paper, blushed: "Besides, isn't there me now? These things should be done by me, women run the house, and men do big things outside......

When Meng Fan heard this, his body trembled.

What Peony said at this time, Xiaoxi also said the same thing to him.

The meaning of the words is not that I want him not to worry about them and worry about his family......

Meng Fan was stunned, the past suddenly filled her heart, Peony blinked her eyes wide, put her little hand on Meng Fan's belt, pursed her lips shyly, and was about to help Meng Fan untie it, but the unbearable pain of her body made her heart suddenly unstable, her eyes were dazzled, and then her delicate body fell to the side weakly.

Meng Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed the peony, sent a wisp of green dragon qi into his body, checked it again, and was relieved to see that she was fine, sighed slightly, put her on the bed, and covered the quilt.

Then he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Qing Ling with blank eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, Qing Ling smiled evilly and said: "Meng Fan, are you kid very happy in your heart?" I want to jump up happily, to be honest, even I admire this Peony sister, I can't do what she does, if I wash your clothes, I'm afraid I'll be troubled to death, and I may not be able to wash my clothes after studying for a long time, in my opinion, washing clothes is more difficult than alchemy, and I need to be patient......

Qing Ling, who was the palace master of the Ziyang Small Palace, stopped speaking abruptly, flattened his red soft lips, and said in surprise in his heart: "Huh, how could I think of washing this kid's clothes, I haven't even washed my own clothes......"

"If you're fine, just cultivate quickly!" Looking at Qing Ling's red cheeks, Meng Fan reproached, "Didn't you take a lot of pills at night, look at your blushing face, don't you hurry up and fuse and absorb the medicinal power, and want to turn into a soul crystal?"

Qing Ling shrank and drilled into the Immortal Furnace.

Meng Fan was kind and generous, and sacrificed a warm Dan fire and put it at the bottom of the furnace.

Sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, he glanced at the sleeping peony, he planned to wait for the peony to heal completely, before telling her the truth, and it might be more tactful to tell her through fennel.

"Where are the three evils going? Why is there no movement?"

Meng Fan closed his eyes and began to sort out the troubles he was about to face.

"If they believe what the leaflet says, they should first find trouble with the Chang family, the Jin family, and Baihuafang. Meng Fan glanced at the door, "But now I haven't gotten any abnormal news about the three of them, could it be that the three evils are planning to find a place to hide first, but it doesn't look like the style of a wicked person......

Just as Meng Fanwu was thinking to himself, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and then someone knocked lightly three times outside, stuffing something through the crack in the door, and then went away by itself, never saying a word.

That thing is a letter.

Meng Fan raised his hand, waved out a strand of ruthless silk, pulled the letter into his hand, and opened it to see.

He naturally knew who the person outside the door was, and he arranged for the other party to pay close attention to the three families.

And that person is the young Dan Master who slapped Du Fei'er, he is very clever, it is very suitable to do this kind of thing, in addition to the young Dan Master, he also arranged some eyeliner, observing all over Qingqiu City, the intelligence system of the original Dan Master Hall, it is inconvenient to use it again.

"There is no movement in the Jin family, but a dog has died, and Baihuafang is also normal. ”

"Chang Jia...... A servant girl died, and the body was buried in a coffin overnight. ”

"Dogs?"

"Handmaiden?"

When Meng Fan put down the letter, his eyes shone with a touch of essence.

"It should be they who did it, it seems that the three evils have already made a move against the three families, but this movement is too small, and the small ones are a little abnormal......"

After pondering for a long time, Meng Fan put this matter aside for the time being.

After seeing Chang Guanyu, he can observe its color, and he should be able to grasp more information.

And he's not so afraid of the three evils anymore.

He had no reason to be afraid.

I'm afraid they won't trouble him.

"The fire of the heart tribulation must be cultivated proficiently, and then strengthened, the ability that can affect and suppress the opponent's cultivation is very useful, if I wait for me to ascend to the Heavenly Gate, maybe I will really be invincible in the Heaven Realm!"

(End of chapter)