Hua Feng had just left, and Zhou Wei was still lying on the grass. As soon as she closed her eyes www.biquge.info she heard a complaining voice.

"Zhou Wei Zhou Wei ~ How can you do this to me?"

Zhou Wei didn't need to open his eyes, he knew that the one who spoke like this was none other than an immortal.

She opened her eyes lazily, leaned sideways, supported her chin with one hand, and looked at the sturdy man convulsing on the other side of the small canal: "What's wrong with me?" ”

The handsome and sturdy No. 60 widened his eyes, stretched out his right index finger, pointed at Zhou Wei and said aggrievedly: "You make a complaint to the Lord." ”

No. 60 "woo" pretended to cry a few times, raised his hand and wiped his dry eyes: "You and the lord said that my temperament is weird. You even let the lord order me to dance! ”

With that, Sixty began to howl.

Zhou Wei's face was black, she didn't want to be entangled with No. 60 on these issues, so she said dryly: "Don't worry...... Not in the future. ”

"Hmm." Sixty immediately stopped "crying". He blinked and laughed, "That's a good company!" Otherwise, be careful that I turn my face! ”

Zhou Wei looked leisurely, and for a while he didn't know if he was serious about teasing the immortals.

She was about to take a closer look at the expression of the teaseful when she noticed that the man had disappeared again.

"Tease...... Number sixty? Zhou Wei sat up and shouted.

The courtyard was lonely, and the warm breeze swayed the willows.

After a while, there was still no response in the courtyard.

Zhou Wei shook his head, and lost the interest in continuing to lie down. She stood up, used her spiritual power to remove the dust and grass clippings from her body, and walked out of the courtyard.

Out of the courtyard gate, Zhou Wei casually beckoned a steward: "You go and bring my two servants and another young man over." ”

The steward was extremely enthusiastic about Zhou Wei, and after asking where the two servants were, he kept running to find them.

Zhou Wei turned around and walked back, and sat down on the long table in the courtyard of "Qushui Liuzhen" again.

Unlike yesterday, today, only Zhou is the only one sitting at the long table.

Zhou Wei was not ambiguous, she took out a few plates of snacks from her personal space, and drank the wine in the small canal, eating and drinking while waiting.

Many years ago, Zhou Wei didn't know much about drinking. As for drinking, she can't talk about whether she likes it or not.

After she began to cultivate, this monk's body was not easy to get drunk. If it weren't for the immortal brew specially brewed by the cultivators, ordinary wine, even if she drank thousands of cups, she wouldn't feel drunk. Not even "slightly drunk".

After Zhou Wei lived longer and longer, she gradually became able to drink. She drinks, not because she likes it, nor does she seek to get drunk, but purely in search of a feeling of relaxation.

In this way, she has been drinking for a lot of time, and every time she drinks, her posture is no different from that of a male cultivator who is good at drinking.

When Li Jun and Liu Feng walked into the courtyard with the poem, what they saw was Zhou Wei waving his sleeves and picking up the wine glasses in the small canal, sipping them one by one.

Li Jun and Liu Feng glanced at each other, walked a few steps quickly, and reached a place two or three meters away from Zhou Wei, landed on one knee, bowed his head and said respectfully: "I've seen the master." ”

Shihan silently landed on his knees, knelt behind the two of them, and put his head on the grass.

Zhou Wei turned sideways and nodded slightly: "Get up!" ”

"Yes!" Li Jun and Liu Feng stood up in unison. The two stood silently to the side and revealed the poetry behind them.

After yesterday's series of accidents, Li Jun warned Liu Feng again, asking her not to be big or small in front of her master.

Liu Feng was frightened by a celestial figure like the Fifty-Nine Princes, completely forgetting the friendly feeling he had when he first met Zhou Wei, and only felt that his master was mysterious and unfathomable.

Seeing Zhou Wei again today, Liu Feng didn't dare to talk to Zhou Wei. She stood beside Li Jun obediently, glad in her heart that if there was anything, the master would only ask Li Jun.

Shihan knelt alone in front of Zhou Wei's eyes, his heart was nervous, and he pressed his head on the grass.

Zhou Wei looked at the black bun on the back of Shihan's head, paused, and said, "You get up too." ”

"Yes." Shihan said softly and slowly stood up. He still had his head down, his eyes still looking at the ground.

Zhou Wei didn't say anything more to Shihan, she turned around and said to Li Jun: "Li Jun, I want to buy Shihan." How many spirit stones do you need? ”

Li Jun lowered his head and twitched.

Didn't his master spend the night in the courtyard with the great monk last night?

Why did the owner buy the poetry letter today?

That great monk, can you endure this?

Li Jun was really surprised by Zhou Wei's changeable behavior, even if he was calm, he couldn't help but complain wildly in his heart at this moment.

Li Jun froze and said, "Shihan is a person from the Drunken Immortal Residence. The Drunken Immortal Residence has a long reputation in the city, and the asking price is inevitably higher than other places. The people who have been trained by Drunken Xianju since childhood are all proficient in many talents, and they are much more expensive than ordinary people. Li Jun guessed that if he wanted to buy out the poetry letter, he would probably need dozens of medium-grade spirit stones. ”

If it is an ordinary slave, the price of a gold ingot is sky-high.

The Drunken Immortal Residence dared to ask for dozens of medium-grade spirit stones, because the slaves they trained were all good-looking. In addition, all the monks who came here were monks, and those who really had the leisure to buy slaves to go back did not count dozens of medium-grade spirit stones.

Zhou Wei nodded, she can afford this spirit stone.

Li Jun continued: "The master can ask about the poem, presumably he also has a bit of a score in his heart. ”

Zhou Wei turned his head to look at Shihan.

Shihan suddenly knelt on the ground, he raised his head suddenly, raised his eyes to look at Zhou Wei in ecstasy, his eyes burst out with strong hope, and his voice trembled because of excitement: "Qi, Qiqi Immortal Master." Drunken Immortal Ju didn't set a buyout price for me. But Shihan has heard that the male and female slaves who are about the same size as Shihan have three medium-grade spirit stones and one high-grade spirit stone. ”

Zhou Wei looked at the excited young man and said in a calm tone: "Got it." ”

Li Jun stepped forward and explained Zhou Wei's confusion: "Qi Qi master." Among the guests of the Drunken Immortal Residence, there are some great monks with abundant spirit stones. Some overhauls have a noble status, and the drunken immortal residence will sell overhaul face, take the initiative to reduce prices, and send people over. There are also some great monks, who are generous for a while, and will throw down a high-grade spirit stone. Therefore, there will be such a big difference in the price of similar people. ”

Li Jun has not yet figured out what his master was going to do when he bought the poem. It's not good to say, this poetry letter will become the master's male favorite. Therefore, in front of Zhou Wei, Li Jun did not dare to directly call Shihan a "male slave". Only "people" are used to refer to all the slaves of the Drunken Immortal Residence.

"Hmm." Zhou Wei nodded. She took out a high-grade spirit stone from her carry-on space.

The spirit stone flew out of Zhou Wei's hand and stopped in front of Li Jun's eyes.

Zhou Wei said: "Li Jun, you take the spirit stone and go to the steward to buy the poetry letter." If there is any spirit stone left, you can take it yourself. Go now. ”

Li Jun took the spirit stone: "Yes!" ”

Li Jun walked out of the courtyard of "Qushui Liuzhen", and there were only three people left in the courtyard.

Zhou Wei sat on the long table, drinking silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Liu Feng pursed his lips for a long time before he mustered up the courage to walk to Zhou Wei's side and said softly: "Master, Liu Feng serves you wine?" ”

Zhou Wei nodded indifferently.

Liu Feng had a slight smile on her face, and she stood quietly beside Zhou Wei. When there is less wine on the long table, use your spiritual power to lift a glass of wine from the small canal, and then sweep the empty glass down the small canal.

Zhou Wei drank unhappily, almost slowly.

Liu Feng can do very little. Most of the time, she just stood quietly on the sidelines.

Shihan's heart was excited.

He's about to be bought by the Immortal Master!

He'll be able to leave the Drunken Immortal Residence soon!

Being able to be bought by such an immortal master is simply a good thing for pie in the sky, this is a good fortune that he can't even think of!

However, this immortal master didn't seem to care much about him. Shihan was slightly dazed in his heart, not knowing how to please the immortal master.

He doesn't ask for any wealth and glory, immortality, as long as he can get out of the drunken immortal residence and live safely, this is the best result!

Over the past 10,000 years, Drunken Immortal Ju has produced many beautiful teenagers, and there have been countless talented teenagers, among them, there are too many jealous and red faces who died young, and there are a few who have a good result.

From childhood to adulthood, Shihan's biggest hope was to leave the Drunken Immortal Residence, no matter where he went, no matter which adult's attendant he became, it didn't matter.

As long as you can leave the Drunken Immortal Residence, it's enough!

And the immortal master in front of him has an elegant face, beautiful facial features, a calm posture, and a heavenly bearing. As long as Shihan thinks about it, if he can follow such an immortal master in the future, his face will be hot, his heart will pound, and he will feel like he is in a dream.

At this time, the immortal master was sitting in front of him, but the immortal master's attitude towards him was cold. Could it be that it was because I took care of the great immortal of yesterday? Shihan didn't dare to think about it, and stood helplessly.

He thought that if the immortal master beckoned to him, it would be good for him to knock on his legs and pinch his shoulders! That way, he at least knows what else he can do.

Just when Shihan's mind was entangled, Li Jun came back.

Li Jun put a piece of paper and a white pill on the long table, hugged his fists and said, "Master Qiqi, the matter has been done." This is the identity deed of the poem and the settlement of the Khitan. ”

Li Jun went to the steward and explained his intention, but the steward was very enthusiastic. Li Jun guessed that this was also the reason why those great monks appeared yesterday.

Li Jun only spent five medium-grade spirit stones to buy the poetry letter.

He was reluctant to use the high-grade spirit stone, so he used the medium-grade spirit stone in his storage bag to store the high-grade spirit stone. Li Jun understood that Zhou Wei didn't care about these details, so he didn't elaborate.

Zhou Wei raised his eyebrows, picked up the white pill and looked at it. She rolled her eyes, and found that Shihan's eyes were already red with excitement.

Zhou Wei was not in a hurry, she asked calmly: "What is the Khitan?" ”

Li Jun glanced at the poem letter and said, "Master Qi." The deed of identity is the deed of sale. Drunken immortals are afraid of slaves...... When people run away, they put a poison pill on everyone's body. This poison pill usually has no effect on the human body. However, if someone wants to escape, the Drunken Immortal Residence will trigger the poison pill and make people poison to death. ”

"I see," Zhou Wei hooked his lips and chuckled, with a hint of disdain in his voice: "Drunken Immortal Residence, the store opened by the monk, I am actually afraid that people who have not cultivated will run away." That's too careful! ”

Li Jun lowered his head: "It is estimated that it is just for the convenience of management." ”

Zhou Wei turned his head to look at Shihan and handed him the white pill: "Eat it!" ”

Shihan walked a few steps tremblingly, took the white pill with shaking hands, and immediately put it in his mouth. He knelt on the ground, and two lines of clear tears fell: "Thank you, master." ”

Zhou Wei held the deed full of handwriting in one hand.

A cluster of flames burst out from the corner of the white paper.

Zhou Wei's hand shook.

The paper was instantly covered with flames and flew in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the white paper turned to ash, sprinkled in the small canal, and then disappeared. (To be continued.) )