"Hehe, if that's the case, then ...... Use your actions to prove a qiē! ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xiran was instantly shocked: Is it finally coming! Legendary unspoken rules! Ah, do I take off my clothes first, or do I take off my pants first? Do you pose first, or pounce first?

She was thinking about something inconsequential, but Yao Bu continued: "Do you know Qingshitai? ”

Nodding, she said, "I know, it's a place dedicated to history." "The place of public opinion/theory manufacturing seems to be still a very influential place, who doesn't know?

Yao Bu smiled slightly and looked at Zhao Xiran: "I want you to go to the Qingshi Platform in the next three days and talk about history!" ”

Hiss~

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xiran couldn't help but gasp: God! I heard you right! You actually want me to go to Qingshitai to talk about history? I don't know anything! Why me?

Looking at Zhao Xiran's somewhat stunned appearance, Yao Bu chuckled and said: "I also look at you girl, you are really dull, although your brain is good, this reaction is too slow." Although Qingshitai is only a place to talk about history, it can exercise people's reflexes very well. ”

The implication is that you can go there and cultivate, become less stupid and come back.

Zhao Xiran really didn't know how to refute. In the 22nd century, people's communication circles are shrinking, and everyone is looking forward to meeting new people, but they can't always do so. When there is less communication, the function of language naturally degrades. Words like Martin's are rare in the 22nd century.

After being silent for a long time, she still compromised: "Okay...... So what do I need to do? ”

Yao Bu looked at the table lightly with his index finger and said, "Now, on the third floor of the Mingwu Building, you can enter and exit freely." All the informants in Fangshan Villa, you can call them at will. I don't care what you do, I want to get a result! ”

"What result?"

"I want the entire Blue Ocean City to know that the demon beast that the Fire Cult is looking for is a monstrous disaster, and everyone will be punished for it! Moreover, I want you to encourage everyone in Blue Ocean City to participate in the ranks of killing demon beasts! ”

……

Heh, hehe......

Yao must not be Xiansen, can I sue you, am I the demon beast that the Fire Bathing Sect is looking for......

Zhao Xiran's current mood is really indescribable. Ah, I'm going to stand on the Qingshi Stage, spread positive energy, and let everyone kill monsters! Hey, that monster is me...... Although no one else knows......

"What's wrong with you?" Looking at Zhao Xiran's somewhat strange face, Yao Bu frowned and asked.

"...... you" She looked at Yao Bu with a tangled face, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Don't talk to me now, I want to be quiet...... "Am I really going to go to the Qingshi Stage?" Do I really want to call someone to kill me? Am I crazy!

Outside the hut, the breeze passed through the country, and the leaves rustled.

Yao Bu frowned and looked at Zhao Xiran, puzzled in his heart, but he still didn't speak, quietly waiting for her to come over. He thought, maybe this girl has a convulsion?

At this time, Fangshan Villa, in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The man in red looked around, frowning, "No one......" He looked at the note in his hand again, "I'm waiting for you in the Huxin Pavilion of Fangshan Villa - slowly."

He said to himself, "Yes, but here...... What about people......"

The lake pavilion in Fangshan Annex, is a heavy eaves pavilion. The top of the pavilion is a polygonal heavy eaves.

On the edge of the heavy eaves, a little man the size of a thumb and dressed in tender yellow clothes struggled to pick up the corners of the eaves, poking his head into the pavilion.

It turns out that this is the "eighteen"? He's so big! ...... than me No, much, much bigger than the owner!

Can a boy look so good in a red dress?

If you know, I'm just a thumb-sized system, a little thing...... Will he still ignore me?

In the pavilion, Eighteen waited for a long time, but he hadn't seen it slowly, and he was very anxious. Finally, he wrote on the paper: "Where are you? ”

The crane flew out of the pavilion, but turned back again.

On the eaves of the pavilion, he slowly pleaded in his heart: Don't come, don't come, don't come......

The crane hesitantly stopped in the pavilion, not knowing where to go.

Eighteen frowned, thought for a while, and raised his voice: "Slowly, you're here, aren't you?" ”

“……”

There was silence all around.

Slowly, why didn't she want to reply to him, but she felt that her appearance seemed a little unsightly?

The paper crane swirled in the air, turned into a blank piece of paper, and landed in the palm of the eighteen palms.

For a moment, there was silence. As if the pause button had been pressed, only the water in the lake, due to the occasional passing breeze, rippled and cleared.

"I've had few friends since I was a kid." Eighteen sat in the pavilion, looking lonely, and whispered, "The only one who can speak is my little nephew." I call him a little ringer. ”

Slowly leaning on the eaves of the pavilion and listening quietly. Speaking of which, she seems to be the same. When she was a smart brain, she had no friends except for her master.

Is it the same as the end of the world?

"On the eighth day of the third month, a white light suddenly appeared in Qingshui Village. Xiao Huan'er and I were in Nangala at the time. By the time we got back, it was already thirteen. I thought about it, the Fangshan Courtyard held most of the secrets of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. If you enter the Fangshan Courtyard, you may be able to know what that white light is. ”

After being silent for a while, Eighteen said again: "I'm older, and I will definitely be suspected when I enter the Fangshan Courtyard." Xiaohuan'er is old enough to participate in the recent informant selection...... So, I let Xiaohuan'er blend into the Fangshan Courtyard. He also succeeded in becoming the informant of Fangshan Villa. ”

Hearing this, I slowly wondered a little in my heart: Huh? Could it be that this little ring is Yan Lai or Meng Wei? Well, no, Xiaohuan'er is an eighteen-year-old nephew, a man, so ......

"That's right, Xiaohuan'er is Meng Wei. He ......"

As soon as Eighteen said "Xiaohuan'er is Meng Wei", the slowly on the eaves of the pavilion was too shocked, and he stumbled under his feet and almost fell off the eaves!

"Who?!" Eighteen immediately stood up and asked.

Slowly startled, he spread his wings and flew away with a snort.

Eighteen frowned and looked around, but did not find any suspicious characters. He sat down slowly and said secretly: Could it be that he is hallucinating?

After a long silence, he continued: "The day before yesterday, I received a letter from Xiaohuan'er. He said he had seen Sister Alai. Alai is my niece. When I brought Xiaohuan'er out, I had already told him that one day, their sister and brother would meet. You see, isn't this encountered? Therefore, meeting is actually a kind of fate. Slowly, do you think, is it also a kind of fate for the two of us to meet? ”

"Slowly, why don't you speak?"

"Slow ......"

“…… Slowly, are you still there? ”

Eighteen frowned, took out the paper, and drew a boring bug. After the paper turned into a paper crane, it flew away.

In the pavilion, Eighteen sighed and stroked his forehead: "It turns out that I was talking to myself all the time just now......

Saying that, she slowly flew away from Huxin Pavilion, and flew over following her contact with Zhao Xiran, looking for her own master. Along the way, she always reads, eighteen, Meng taste......

Earlier, Zhao Xiran and she both thought that only Yan Lai was an undercover agent. Unexpectedly, Meng Wei, who seemed to have no scheming and a simple mind, was actually an undercover agent! What kind of informant has been recruited in this year's Fangshan Villa!

After a while, he finally arrived at the place where Zhao Xiran was currently located, a small thatched hut.

Slowly, I wanted to fly in and lie on top of my master's head. However, as soon as she saw Yao Bu sitting opposite her master, her thoughts were broken. That Yao can't be a thief, who knows if he will see anything?

She leaned against the window, quietly observing the movement in the hut.

"Now, okay?" Yao Bu asked.

Zhao Xiran lay down on the chair and said with a wry smile: "Yao Yanren...... Can I apply for a substitution? ”