The sun rises in the east, and the bright morning light shines everywhere, making the new Boundless Gate shine brightly.

When Ling Feng, who had woken up, walked out of the door, he was immediately amazed by the new scene in front of him.

After he returned to the sect last night, the strength of the wine suddenly came up, so he didn't have time to carefully appreciate the renovated Boundless Gate.

Now it can be seen in the sun.

All the dilapidated buildings were demolished and rebuilt according to Ling Feng's vision.

Now it seems that the blueprint in his mind has been perfectly presented.

The entire sect was largely reorganized into the following areas.

Residential area: all are independent bedrooms, beautifully decorated, warm in winter and cool in summer, except for the head bedroom is more luxurious, the rest of the houses are similar.

Dining area: Consists of a small vegetable garden, a restaurant and a storage room.

Meeting room: A place used to entertain guests and hold meetings at certain times.

There are two small martial arts platforms built next to the martial arts training ground to meet the needs of the disciples to learn martial arts in the future.

The pharmacy and the refining room are now empty rooms, with empty shells and no specific facilities.

Now there are no such professionals in the sect, and the budget is not enough, so the castrated version is built first.

There are also some empty rooms left in case of emergency.

All the rooms are made of red bricks and green tiles, and the eaves are built in undulating waves.

During the stroll, you can see rockeries, stone carvings and other decorations from time to time.

"Comfort, this is called life. ”

Ling Feng was lying on the recliner in the small courtyard in Ge You's lying posture, looking comfortable.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoya walked up to him and said, "Senior brother, what should we give him the final payment of Uncle Lu?"

"Balance?"

Ling Feng looked confused.

It's not that the good shou has a big bowl and eats a big meal, why is Lu Ren still over budget.

Immediately calmed down, Ling Feng said lightly, "How much do we owe him?"

Really.

Lu Ren's small shop, how expensive can it be? At most, he owes a few hundred spirit stones.

Ten thousand spirit stones have been spent, and hundreds of spirit stones have been sprinkled with water.

"Not much. ”

Zhang Xiaoya took out the small notebook of the previous dishes, flipped through it and said, "It's only 80,000 spirit stones, Uncle Lu has already wiped our spare ......."

"Alas, what's wrong with you, senior brother?"

The sudden blow, Ling Feng couldn't accept it all of a sudden, and fainted with both feet.

......

In the brightly lit bedroom, the gold is splendid.

On the table next to the bed is a gold and jade hollowed-out incense burner, in which spices are placed, and curling green smoke rises.

The Huan Yi incense that Ling Feng put in last night had not yet burned out.

After the incense was transformed, it was removed from the vicious effect, and the smoke released by the combustion was only the effect of concentrating and calming the mind.

On the large bed made of purple wood, Ling Feng lay peacefully on it.

On the side of the bed, Zhang Xiaoya stared at him nervously.

"Eighty thousand... Eighty-eight thousand..."

In the silence, there was an intermittent murmur, and suddenly it sounded.

When Zhang Xiaoya heard this, she hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.

"Senior brother..."

When Ling Feng woke up from his coma, in addition to the eighty-eight that was lingering in his mind, he vaguely felt that his head was tightly pressed against the two soft masses.

"You tell Senior Brother where Qian Duhuo is, otherwise I won't be able to turn a blind eye. "Ling Feng's heart is like ashes.

Before the construction, he told him not to exceed the budget, which is good, and it has increased nine times.

He knows Lu Ren's personality and will never deceive.

"Do you remember when I asked you if you wanted to buy something?" Zhang Xiaoya smiled.

"Yes. ”

Ling Feng nodded, at that time he was holding the paper novel and reading it, and he was reading it to the climax.

And no matter how much money the junior sister spends, she will ask him for instructions, such as buying groceries, so he agreed without thinking.

"Guess what you bought?" Zhang Xiaoya said with a light smile.

Suddenly!

The little junior sister will also sell Guanzi.

"Could it be pearl powder?" Ling Feng said tentatively.

Pearl powder is a plant pollen that makes the skin more radiant and delicate when applied to the face.

"No, it's the bed under your body, handmade of pure purple shirt wood, only 80,000!"

Don't guess the girl's thoughts, you can't guess it!

I really didn't expect it.

With a wry smile, Ling Feng waved his hand and sighed lightly: "Alas, forget it, it's also to blame me for not hearing what you said clearly." ”

Perfunctory girls will eventually usher in a painful lesson.

"Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, by the way, can this bed be returned?"

Zhang Xiaoyadai frowned slightly, pouted and said, "No, the senior brother in charge wants to be a good man, besides, this bed is good for your waist." ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng felt it carefully.

Indeed, the bed made of purple shirt wood is indeed comfortable!

As long as the money is in place, there are all kinds of good things.

It was when he thought of its price that Ling Feng felt a pain in his flesh.

"Boss. ”

Just as Ling Feng was thinking about how to make money to pay off his debts, Ling Wanyue knocked on the door and said, "That Torso's swordsman is here!"

"Well, you're finally here. ”

Ling Feng got up, took out the blower from the safe in the bedroom, and walked out of the bedroom.

Boy, I'm sorry for waiting for you.

Let's relieve the depressed mood of this seat!

......

On the stage.

Ling Feng held the blowing sword and looked at him with a look of embarrassment.

Ordinary life needs to be tempered by fighting.

Torso looked solemn, pointed at Ling Feng with his scabbard and said, "Don't make a move, I win anyway." ”

"Beat me with a scabbard, are you sure?"

Ling Feng looked at him with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

This kid is afraid that he will be hit too hard and stupid.

Alas, it's also my fault for this, I hurt him too badly last time.

As a sign of fairness, Ling Feng threw the blowing sword aside.

"Hmph. ”

Seeing Ling Feng drop his weapon, a flash of surprise flashed in Torso's eyes, and he quickly returned to calm, his voice full of disdain.

"If you want to die, Benso will fulfill you, and let you try my new tricks. ”

As soon as the words fell, Tolso's figure burst out.

"Wind Strike!"