The reason why Jiang Fat Man has always been secretly called Jiang Fat Man, and he is called Uncle Jiang on the face, and no one calls him by his name, is because his name is very incompatible with his personal style: his name is Jiang Xianyun.

Such a name, which can be qualified for both the male protagonist and the martial arts male protagonist, is too stark in contrast to his black iron ball-like appearance.

But Pang Maimai feels that Jiang Xianyun's inner character is completely capable of being a martial arts actor, he is bold and careful, he is righteous when he should be righteous, and thick when he should be thick-skinned.

It's a pity that this world always looks at faces.

Duanmu Fu walked beside Pang Maimai, his little face was white and red, Pang Maimai was a little helpless, from a cute friend to a handsome guy, it was really uncomfortable!

Duanmu looked at them without injury, and he was also a little helpless.

In the past, the ancestor wanted to propose marriage to the two of them, and he still felt that Pang Maimai was not worthy of his nephew, after all, he had only been fished out of the mortal village for a few years, although the spiritual root was good, and there was a primordial ancestor, but the son and nephew who were related by blood and the apprentice who were not related by blood were not the same.

However, it is also acceptable.

Duanmu Fu refused, and he also spoke for Ah Fu, and then the matter was over.

However, Ah Fu and Chen Qinglu met Pang Maimai when they went out to practice, and they walked all the way together, and they liked to stick to her when they came back, and their sister-in-law also smiled and said that Ah Fu was afraid that he would change his mind.

The Duanmu family even thought that after Linlang Baoshan, they could mention it to Qixu Daojun again.

Unexpectedly, there was such a big change.

Now, I'm afraid Ah Fu is not worthy of her.

What's more, I came all the way back before, that Xie Lu ...... There's always something wrong with the attitude.

Thinking of Zhao Qianxing, who had always been regarded as an opponent by himself before, he suddenly became Xie Lu, who had an unattainable status, and even his appearance was ...... Duanmu was unharmed, and he didn't know how to calm the unwillingness in his heart.

Embarrassing!

Just treat them as two irrelevant people!

The four of them came all the way to Zhou Yu's residence, and in order to show respect for the Chongzhen sect, they tried to stop using flying magic weapons and flying techniques when they reached the mountain peak, and relied entirely on foot.

The strange thing is that Zhou Yu's residence is not close to her master Lunhe Zhenjun at all. Unlike himself, he always lives next door to Master Lu Zhen.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yu is a true monarch of Yuanying, and he can already start his own lineage, which is not unusual.

Zhou Yu's residence is a courtyard, not big, there is a large open place next to it, you can see cracked ground everywhere, two halves of boulders and broken trees, obviously her martial arts arena.

After all, she is a physical cultivator.

The courtyard is very delicate, and there is a two-story embroidery building in it, like a golden boudoir.

Jiang Xianyun respectfully stepped forward and knocked on the door to pass the sound.

After a while, a little boy answered the door, still with a sad look on his face.

Jiang Fatzi has a request for others, and he is also kind to a janitor, I heard that he came to find Uncle Wang instead of his family's true monarch, his face is better, let them wait, and report it themselves.

After a few more moments, he received the order, and came and led them in.

Uncle Wang was waiting for them at the door of the small building, he still had a big gourd on his back and a big beard, but he no longer had the majesty of a big beard, even his hair was a little drooping, and his face was slightly sad.

When he saw the four of them, he had a good attitude, gave them a smile, and asked them what was the matter.

The juniors are not good at interjecting, and the fat man Jiang greets him.

In fact, Jiang Fatzi's cultivation is the same as Lu Zhen, he has already completed the golden pill, and he is taller than this one, but this Uncle Wang is an alchemy master, and he has an aunt of Yuanying Zhenjun, and they are the bereaved dogs under the fence, naturally different, Jiang Xianyun's attitude is very modest and polite.

When Uncle Wang heard that they were here to thank him, he hurriedly waved his hand, his eyes glared at Duanmu and said: "I said that fair trade should not be thanked, you kid even brought the elders in the family, it's too long-winded!" ”

As he was talking, he saw a voice behind him: "Xiaoliang...... Who? There was also a loud burp.

A man staggered out of the room.

Who else is it not Zhou Yu?

Zhou Yu was wearing an aqua blue suit, which should have been very energetic. But now?

The clouds and temples are scattered, and the almond eyes are misty.

They are not in good clothes.

There were tears on his face, but now he was giggling.

It was obvious that he was drunk, and he was not lightly drunk.

To tell the truth, Pang Maimaimai saw a drunken monk for the first time, and his eyes were straight.

Even the internal force of martial arts people can force the wine out of the body, let alone the monks? Not to mention a primordial monk?

The body has been transformed by spiritual power, what kind of immortal brew can be drunk?

Obviously, he also begged to get drunk.

Now everyone is embarrassed.

Uncle Wang, whose nickname is Xiaoliang, hurriedly went to help his aunt, looking like a big man taking advantage of the little girl, and his attitude was very respectful: "Auntie...... Oh, why are you bothered! ”

But Zhou Yu still slapped him on the head very unworthily, "Why bother? What do you know? How do you know how bitter this world is! ”

Uncle Wang Xiaoliang couldn't refute it, so he sighed and let her shoot.

Zhou Yu craned his neck, as if crying but not crying, but laughing and laughing: "He said that he will understand everything after I am a baby!" But I still don't get it! Lie to me, lie to me......"

Uncle Wang's sweat came down, and he didn't know how to coax this pseudo-girl aunt, he wanted to cover her mouth, but he didn't dare.

"Now you can't even see me, my good master......" Zhou Yu cried as he spoke.

When the other four heard about this secret, their scalps were numb.

It's not to go, it's not to go, it's embarrassing to death.

Zhou Yu cried a few times, and suddenly recognized Pang Maimai, and pointed with his hand: "You, it's you...... What's your name? ”

Pang Mai was sweating, she wanted to mix it up, but drunk people may not be inattentive, Zhou Yu would point at her persistently, and when she didn't speak, she actually teleported in front of her and grabbed her shoulders.

Zhou Yu is a little taller than her, and she can catch it quite easily.

Pang Maimai was stiff, she was still not used to others suddenly touching her, both men and women.

Zhou Yu's face was very close to her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, tears in his eyes, and his exhalation carried the warm fragrance of the girl, spraying on her face, and there was some wine.

"You like my little uncle, don't you?" She tilted her head and giggled again, "Isn't that right?" ”

Pang Maimai couldn't answer her, so he had to say nothing.

"Don't lie to me!" Zhou Yu smiled and tapped her nose with his fingers, "I will know as soon as I look at you two, you like him." She sighed abruptly, exaggeratedly, "But what's the use?" ”

Zhou Yu stretched out his hand and patted her face: "Even if you are as beautiful as a flower and extremely smart, what is the use of meeting such a ruthless man?" After her hand was patted, it was still covered on Pang Maimai's face, warm and a little wet, which made Pang Maimai very uncomfortable.

Zhou Yu said as he spoke, lowering his head unnaturally, and remained motionless again.

Pang Maimai thought that she might be asleep, and tentatively wanted to move, who wanted Zhou Yu to raise his head suddenly, startling her, looking at Zhou Yu's face full of tears, but still smiling: "...... My little uncle is probably no better than his brother! They are all ruthless masters! They and we are not the same world at all! You better hurry up and stop it, hurry up and stop it......" When she said the word "stop", she couldn't cry anymore, and her head fell on Pang Maimai's shoulder, making her shoulders wet.

Fortunately, at this time, Uncle Wang had already come over and took his aunt away with an embarrassed face, and he was still coaxing: "...... Auntie is good, auntie doesn't cry, we still have our own family! Xiao Liang accompanies you, no need to be ...... by others"

Fortunately, Zhou Yu's wine is not bad, and she has not staged a full martial arts, otherwise, she is a Yuanying monk, or a physical cultivator, and it is estimated that none of the people present will survive.

Uncle Wang took her into the house, probably coaxed her to eat something to relieve hangover or promote sleep, at first there was the sound of Uncle Wang coaxing her, and then it slowly quieted down, and then Uncle Wang walked out with a exhausted face.

The four of them had already left, and they didn't leave, standing there awkwardly, relieved to see Uncle Wang coming out alone.

Uncle Wang first arched his hand and said, "I'm scared today, I laugh and laugh, my aunt is in a bad mood, don't spread this matter." ”

The four of them hurriedly agreed, swearing that they would never say it, but Jiang Fatzi's good calculations were not easy to speak at the moment. I have to wait for another chance in the future, otherwise it will be like grabbing someone else's handle and blackmailing him.

The four of them took advantage of the excitement and returned speechless.

Pang Maimai naturally didn't hear Zhou Yu's words and didn't think about anything.

It's just that the love-hate relationship between Zhou Yu and her master, what can she do as a small person?

As for what she said, it is not a world, and Pang Maimai has never thought about it.

It sounded shocking now, but she was able to put it aside and not think about it.

When I returned to my room, I just thought about it once, sighed, and left it behind.

Who would have thought that although he didn't want to think about it too much and just wanted to concentrate on refining weapons, this time he didn't have refining luck, and after two days, he was interrupted again.

It was night at night, and Zhou Yu's pretty face appeared in front of her window, very sober, not drinking at all, still smiling, and said to her: "Are you free?" Go out for a walk with me? ”