The matter of Nanfeng Daoist and Zhang Quan, Yan Ning was only slightly puzzled for a while, and then left it behind, anyway, a month later, Luo Tian Dajiao, the person who should appear will naturally appear, Yan Ning can't be guilty of this and Hang Wanzong They are more serious.

After asking the question, everyone went back to their rooms to rest, Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya's room was unable to continue living because a big hole was smashed when they started before, everyone pushed open the doors of other guest rooms and took a look, but they didn't expect it to be cleaned up.

Yan Ning patted his head, he should have figured out a long time ago, how could this post station in the wilderness be filled with people.

So everyone chose a room to rest, Tang Zixuan and Mo Yuchen were sorting out Li Zhiyu's body all night, the battle was too fierce, they didn't even have a chance to grieve, and now seeing their partner turned into a cold corpse, Tang Zixuan and Mo Yuchen were somewhat sad.

But fortunately, Tang Zixuan's soul is still in his body, and Hang Wanzong deliberately took it away, but he can't reunite until seven days later, and when Li Zhiyu goes or stays, it is estimated that Longhu Mountain will have to decide.

Yan Ning and the others tossed all night, and when they woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day, Yan Ning opened his eyes, Zhuang Xiaoya was still lazily asleep in his arms, Yan Ning couldn't bear to disturb her, so he got up quietly, got dressed and went downstairs.

Zhuang Xiaoya received a palm from Hang Wanzong, and her soul was a little unstable, but under Yan Ning's Wumen medical technique, it was not a big problem, but she would occasionally feel tired easily these days and needed to rest more.

When Yan Ning walked to the corridor, he happened to see Mo Yuchen carrying his luggage downstairs, and he asked softly, "Are you leaving?"

Mo Yuchen looked at Yan Ning and nodded: "Uncle Shi said that he didn't want to disturb you, so he didn't wake everyone up." ”

"I'll send you off. Yan Ning said and took the luggage in Mo Yuchen's hand.

Mo Yuchen was stunned, but Yan Ning had already walked towards the stairs, Mo Yuchen casually took the door, followed behind Yan Ning, and asked in a low voice, "Are you really a descendant of Maoshan Mountain?"

"Why do you ask that, hasn't your uncle already confirmed it?" Yan Ning asked rhetorically.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing," Mo Yuchen hesitated and asked again, "What about your master?"

Yan Ning's footsteps paused, his previous relaxed face was swept away, and it was replaced by a haze, Mo Yuchen didn't know what he said wrong, so he took two steps back in fright: "You, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing," Yan Ning quickly hid his emotions, "My master is dead. ”

He wasn't ready to talk too much to Mo Yuchen, not to mention that he was right, Fang Shitian was indeed dead, and he had been dead for more than ten years.

When Mo Yuchen heard this, he also understood why Yan Ning's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help but imagine that if his master died, he would definitely be as sad as Yan Ning, so he comforted: "You are so powerful, your master should be very pleased, right?"

"Awesome?" Yan Ning suddenly smiled, "It's okay, but it's not enough." ”

"Not enough, you hurt my uncle, how old are you, how powerful do you want to be?" Mo Yuchen felt unbalanced in his heart, he was obviously a few years older than Yan Ning, but when it came to Taoism, Yan Ning was more than a year or two better than her.

"It's not enough. Yan Ning sighed and didn't continue to chat with Mo Yuchen, because the two had already gone downstairs and came to the outside of the post station.

Outside the post station, Tang Zixuan didn't know where to get a tricycle, and he was sitting bored playing with his mobile phone at this time, while Hang Wanzong was a fairy wind bone, standing outside the post station and looking up to the sky silently, Yan Ning glanced at Hang Wanzong's left sleeve, which was empty.

There was also a dark cloud of charcoal outside the courtyard, which was the residue left over from the burning of fox demons and zombie corpses last night.

"Uncle Shi. Mo Yuchen shouted.

Hang Wanzong turned around and saw that Yan Ning was also coming, and couldn't help but smile: "We're leaving." ”

"Well, good all the way. Yan Ning smiled and put his luggage on the tricycle and said hello to Tang Zixuan.

Tang Zixuan said reluctantly: "Yan Ning, I think you are very powerful, when Luo Tian Dajiao comes, you and I will have a competition?"

"Okay, just don't be beaten by me and cry!" Yan Ning said generously.

Hang Wanzong couldn't help but smile and said, "Zixuan, if you want to defeat Yan Ning, you will have to work hard this month, and study hard with your old and disrespectful master!"

Tang Zixuan and Mo Yuchen smiled bitterly: "Uncle Shi, if Master knows that you said this about him, I guess I will have to come to trouble you again." ”

Yan Ning said curiously, "I don't know who your master is. ”

"Well," Tang Zixuan smiled, "We'll tell you when you participate in Luo Tiandajiao." ”

Yan Ning rolled his eyes.

"Okay, it's not too early, we still have to catch a plane, let's leave it at that!" Hang Wanzong climbed onto the tricycle without any image, Tang Zixuan started the accelerator, and the old tricycle made a sudden sound.

"Mountains and rivers meet, let's meet again on Luo Tiandajiao!" Yan Ning hugged his fists at the three of them.

Tang Zixuan increased the throttle, and the tricycle quickly disappeared outside the post station.

Yan Ning looked at the back of the tricycle leaving, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Damn, it's hard to talk to this group of mountain artillery, but fortunately, Lao Tzu used to speak well." ”

Yan Ning took out his mobile phone and saw that it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and he was returning to the post station to wake everyone up, when he suddenly turned around and chased frantically in the direction where the tricycle left, shouting: "Lend us some gasoline in your car!"

……

Nanzhou City is an inland city, surrounded by mountains and rivers, less than 30 kilometers away from the city there is the famous Wandao Lake scenic spot, but it is not the destination of Yan Ning and others.

In the center of Nanzhou City, there is an intersection, called South Street, which is the most prosperous commercial area in Nanzhou City, and in the four buildings around the intersection, the names of the owners of three buildings are the same, what was once called, maybe someone has forgotten, but now he has a new heir, this heir is named Lu Tai.

Hao Jian drove the RV to the south street, looked at the bustling street, and couldn't help shouting: "Brother Tai, is your company really here? This is a prime location with every inch of land, and having a store for rent is enough for you to eat for a lifetime!"

Lu Tai smiled and said proudly: "A storefront is a fart, look at it, the three buildings around here are Lao Tzu!"

"Damn, it's really fake, don't bluff me!" Hao Jian said in disbelief.

"What did I lie to you, the boss is still here," Lu Tai looked at Yan Ning and said with a flattering face, "Boss, it's rare for you to come to Nanzhou as a guest, I'll be the east tonight, please have supper!"

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