"Don't any of you go in. ”

Before entering the council hall, Thousand Lights stood in the doorway and waved his hand behind him.

This move is obvious, it is to talk to Meng Fan one-on-one, and he doesn't want outsiders to intervene.

Meng Fan didn't have any opinion on this, and after entering the main hall with a thousand lights, he closed the palace door, so that only Commander Wei was left in the façade of the City Lord's Mansion, and he was soon looked down on a little embarrassed by the people of Ziyang Palace, but he didn't dare to stay away, so he could only stand there.

"Commander Wei, do you still want your Wanglou Dan?"

This time, Fennel was quietly sending a voice to Commander Wei, not speaking out loud.

Commander Wei had been in the Heaven Cutting Realm for a long time, and he had long been eager to step into the True Immortal Life in one step, and the Wanglou Pill could allow Heaven Cutting Great Perfection cultivators to look at the Immortal Tower, greatly increasing the chance of entering the Immortal Realm, which was extremely precious, and it was not something that ordinary cultivators could consume.

Commander Wei had already ordered this elixir from Fennel.

It is said that when you arrive in the immortal realm, you will repay all the debts you owe on credit together.

Fennel mentioned this pill at this time, naturally it was very useful, Commander Wei was the commander of the guards, as long as he rebelled against Commander Wei, Ziyang Xiaogong's chances of winning would be one point more.

Previously, Xiao Gong had already taken good care of Commander Wei.

If you add a Wanglou Dan as a bargaining chip, you may not have a chance.

"Fennel girl. Commander Wei was silent for a moment before he said to Fennel, "The City Lord has already given me the only Wanglou Pill in the City Lord's Mansion, and I am just around the corner to step into immortality, not only that, but the City Lord has also given me full authority to manage the five hundred beast soul soldiers, and they are also ...... now It's all outside, and your Ziyang Palace is still ...... It's better to bear with it. ”

When Fennel heard this, she was disappointed and her pretty face changed color.

Qiandeng actually brought five hundred beast soul soldiers, no wonder the atmosphere was so unusual when he was at the door!

Could it be that you chose to attack Ziyang Xiaogong today?

"Sister Fennel, what's wrong?"

Zhou Yutong stood next to Fennel, noticed that her face was wrong, and gently pulled her hand.

"Sister Yutong, there are not only hundreds of guards outside, but also five hundred beast soul soldiers lurking in the shadows, Qiandeng is clearly planning to make a move on Ziyang Xiaogong today, and the first one to suffer is my brother!"

The fear came so quickly.

When Zhou Yutong heard this, he was silent for a while, and then he bit his lip and sent a voice to Fennel: "Don't be afraid, no matter what, I will always be on your side, Qiandeng dares to move you, I am the first to disagree, I don't believe that a small city lord dares to compete with the Eighteen Mountains!"

The words of the little fairy Zhou Yutong echoed in Fennel's heart.

Zhou Yutong does have this confidence.

The Nanwu faction is the leader of the entire eighteen-level mountain upper-class sect, and Zhou Yutong's status in the Nanwu faction is not trivial, if she is determined to confront Qiandeng, Qiandeng who is cautious in everything will definitely be afraid.

But in what capacity does Zhou Yutong help Ziyang Xiaogong?

Fennel looked at Zhou Yutong's beautiful face, which was not close to the fireworks in the world, as if she had found the answer.

Zhou Yutong really regarded himself as a person from Xiaogong, or ...... Brother's man.

Fennel's heart was gloomy again.

It's not that I'm afraid that Zhou Yutong will become my brother's pillow person, but I'm worried that Zhou Yutong, like Sister Peony, is happy in vain after all, and my brother already has someone in his heart, an irreplaceable person.

It's better to be a sister, have a little fantasy, and more down-to-earth.

Zhou Yutong didn't know what Fennel was pondering, and thought that she was sad about the current situation, so she clenched her weak and boneless little hand tighter.

Zhang Wuling stood aside with some apologies and stood on the other side of the palace gate.

and fennel and others are clearly distinguished.

And Zhang Wuling was still guarding the door, leading a group of small palace disciples to guard against a group of guards from the City Lord's Mansion.

"Lord of the Castle, please be seated. ”

In the main hall, after Meng Fan closed the door, he raised his hand and pointed to a guest seat, with tea on the coffee table, and he himself walked straight to the high main seat.

Qiandeng, who walked all the way behind Meng Fan, obviously didn't want Meng Fan to sit taller than him anymore, shook his body, and with a sound of breaking the air, he instantly sat on the main seat, looked at Meng Fan with condescending eyes, and pointed to the guest seat.

In Qingqiu City, he is the demeanor of the master everywhere.

"Heh!" Meng Fan didn't expect Qian Deng to even care about this little thing, smiled speechlessly, and sat in the guest seat.

"How is Old Fan?" Qian Deng leaned back on the spacious chair and said indifferently.

"I've been recovering well recently, but my body still needs some time to recuperate, so it's inconvenient to come. Meng Fan said in a calm voice.

"It doesn't matter, Fan Lao has made a great contribution to Qingqiu City and has put a lot of effort into it, I, the city lord, should have come to see him a long time ago. Qian Deng raised his arm, put it on the armrest of the seat, glanced at Meng Fan, and said suddenly, "The beast courtyard has been handed over to you, why don't you see any movement?"

"I was planning to relocate the spirit beast there, but your old man is here. Meng Fan smiled.

Qian Deng's eyes showed a faint look of satisfaction when he heard this, as if he had been looking forward to Meng Fan's relocation of the spirit beast for a long time, and then changed his words and said, "The dragon crocodile went out of the city last night, why didn't you come to me to report?"

"Huh?" Meng Fan raised his head, "And this rule? ”

Meng Fan secretly said in his heart, Qiandeng, this old ghost, is really not open, and he speaks around the corner, but it is already expected to lead the topic to the dragon crocodile.

"The dragon crocodile is not an ordinary spirit animal, and it must not be treated casually. Qiandeng stretched out his hand and made a gesture of grabbing the teacup, and then realized that there was no tea on the main seat, and frowned, but Meng Fan was so obedient, which made him a little surprised, he had been with him before.

Meng Fan sat in the guest seat, but there was tea, poured a cup of tea and took a sip.

Qiandeng frowned even tighter, he was inadvertently cheated, or he rushed to sit in the main seat.

Next, to Meng Fan's surprise, Qian Deng did not continue to talk about the topic of dragon crocodile, and said something inexplicable but murderous: "Ziyang Palace was established on the basis of the original Dan Master Hall, and it should belong to a functional department of the City Lord's Mansion, and it has not been recognized by the City Lord, but considering the hard work of King Fan Laodan, the City Lord has not paid attention to this matter, and now that Fan Lao is sick, it's time to talk about it, Little Deputy Palace Master, let me ask you, who promised you to be this little Deputy Palace Master?"

A thousand lights were like a blade of light and fell on Meng Fan's face.

The implication of Meng Fan's dismissal is extremely obvious.

Qiandeng was really moving, Meng Fan was still calm, and shrugged his shoulders: "I don't want to be either!"

Qian Deng was surprised, he thought that Meng Fan would theorize, but he shook his hand so cheekily, and snorted coldly: "Since you are in charge, you should be responsible for some things, let me ask you, what did the dragon crocodile do when he went out of the city last night?

Qiandeng questioned repeatedly, such as interrogating a death row prisoner......

(End of chapter)