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By the time he stopped, he had stopped in a pleasant valley.

Beautifully landscaped wooden houses are nestled in between.

At this time, a warm male voice suddenly came from the originally quiet space.

"Guest, since you're here, why don't you come in and sit down?"

The black shadow was not surprised at all, and out of the shadows came a handsome man, and it was Zi Jiuye.

His figure flashed, and only an afterimage remained.

Next to the table in the middle of the room, a middle-aged man who was as warm as jade splashed ink, exuding a faint bookish atmosphere.

Seeing the arrival of Zi Jiuye, he was neither sad nor happy, and he was not the slightest surprised.

"Mr. Nanyang, is Mrs. Zun here?" Zi Jiuye's tone was indifferent, and he didn't disturb people's consciousness at all.

The dignity and momentum that he carried around him seemed to be taken for granted.

"Oh? I don't know what's going on? The middle-aged man was not angry, and his tone was still gentle.

A pair of eyes that seem to be able to see the vicissitudes of the world cross a touch of doubt and inquiry.

"Some accounts have to be settled." Zi Jiuye's tone was a little cold. The whole body exudes a turbulent atmosphere.

He said these words clearly, if it weren't for this gentleman who still had some fame, he would have tied people up.

Reckoning with him......

"I don't know what to call it?"

Mr. Nanyang was very upright, and it wasn't until Zi Jiuye said this that he put down the pen in his hand. His eyes looked directly at Zi Jiuye.

"Purple Nine Nights." He frowned impatiently, what was this for?

Want to drag on time? Or drive people?

seemed to see Zi Jiuye's impatience, and slowly walked to the middle of the room: "Since Childe is here, why don't you taste the Sansheng tea here in the deity?" ”

The momentum around him was full of momentum, and he didn't say anything about Zi Jiuye's going to find someone.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been frightened by her momentum.

Zi Jiuye's dark green eyes crossed an inexplicable ghostly light, and the original impatient look was swept away.

It has been restored to a calm and watery appearance.

"It doesn't hurt to wait."

Mr. Nanyang's original action of cooking tea was stunned, even if the amplitude was small, Zi Jiuye could still see it clearly.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his dark green eyes seemed to be a twinkling galaxy: "I have long heard that Mr. Nanyang's tea here is good, and it is rare to have the honor to try it today." ”

The corners of Mr. Nanyang's mouth twitched vaguely, the person who came is not good.

As soon as he thought like this, a woman who actually walked out of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River came in a gentle voice.

"Husband? Got guests? ”

A smile crossed Zi Jiuye's face, and it disappeared very quickly.

The dark green eyes were full of understanding.

"It's you...... Husband, he is the one who harmed our Ji'er...... Husband, you want to avenge our mother and daughter! ”

When Mrs. Nanyang saw Zi Jiuye, her originally gentle and soft expression instantly became hideous.

The insult he received in the Demon Palace that day is vividly vivid.

Hearing this, Mr. Nanyang, who was originally light and breezy, also had a cold expression on his face.

"You hurt my son?"

He is also temperamental, and he didn't even find a way back for his daughter to be bullied.

Zi Jiuye sneered, really giving himself face.

"Don't you ask what your good wife has done, and what has your good daughter done?"

His old god was sipping tea, and his tone was light.