"That's it! Get! ”

A minute later, Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian, the two pit brothers, slapped each other's palms to announce that they were done, and then proudly admired the masterpiece of the two of them with their hands on their hips.

The members of the Yundao class, whose few eyes had not come to offend, were stripped naked and hung on the side of the street at this moment, like clay statues that could not move or speak, accepting the onlookers of the masses.

And Chu Ran's goods are still very intimate, covering their indescribable parts with newspapers, leaving them with the last trace of face.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that there were women such as Long Tsundere beside him, Chu Ran wouldn't even be ready to keep the newspaper for them, and directly let them be honest with the world.

However, he also left a secret hand on the few people who were about to ascend to the sky after becoming awakened, and in the following days, they would find that no matter how diligent their cultivation was, they would not be able to absorb the slightest aura of heaven and earth, and their cultivation would only retreat instead of advancing, and finally become an ordinary person again.

Seriously, Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian already felt that they were very kind, otherwise with their dead behavior and foul language just now, even if they died ten thousand times, it would not be a pity.

However, after experiencing the beauty of having power, it is estimated that it is even more uncomfortable to lose it suddenly and fall from the clouds to the bottom than to kill them with a knife.

After solving this matter, Ning Ye and the others, who were disturbed, were naturally not in the mood to continue to stay here, and after settling the account, they left together and went to the resort on the outskirts of Jinling City according to the original plan.

After all, this family trip is to relax, and there is no need to spoil the mood for this little thing.

Moreover, in two days, it will be the seventh day of the seventh month of July, which is also the begging festival of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl once a year in folk myths and legends.

If you are still a single dog, Ning Ye can naturally ignore this kind of festival that seems to be born to abuse dogs, but this time is different from the past, if you are still squatting at home for a day on the Qixi Festival as usual, and you don't have anything to say, it may really be a disaster.

Now Ning Ye can be regarded as having a little bit of a grasp of the mind of his true dragon lord.

Although she shows a cold appearance that she doesn't care about anything on weekdays, for the festival of Qixi Festival, on the surface, she says that "vulgar is unbearable, it's all a deceptive thing made up by readers, and a fool will believe it", but if you really believe it, it would be a big mistake.

Ning Ye had no doubt that if she really thought that she was very disdainful of this kind of festival, and thus treated it as if nothing had happened, then she, who had always had a very small heart, could remember this incident for a thousand years.

After all, this true dragon lord has been watching the world coldly for thousands of years, and he seems to be cold and ruthless, but in fact, his mind is no different from that of the average little daughter's family, well, he is even more cautious and likes to hold grudges.

Moreover, this is also the first festival I spent after reuniting with her in thousands of years.

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"Young master, the contemptible people have been waiting here for a long time!"

When everyone came to the gate of the resort, the general manager had already waited outside the door under the scorching sun for a long time, and saluted Nangong Ritian.

This resort is one of the properties of the Nangong family, and after receiving the transmission of Nangong Ritian, it has been renovated here since a few days ago, and it is fully prepared for the young master's visit.

The huge resort has now been emptied of idle people, which is equivalent to a direct charter.

"Mmmm, that's a good job!"

Nangong Ritian put on the shelf of being the young master, and praised the manager with both hands.

Then, he turned around, with a flattering smile on his face, rubbed his hands and said to Long Aojiao: "Sister-in-law, the younger brother knows that you have such a noble status, and he must not be used to living in a place where others have lived, so he ordered the children of the family to demolish some old buildings here a few days ago and build a garden again, hoping that the sister-in-law can like it." ”

"Lick the dog lick the dog, lick until there is nothing left!" Seeing the third brother like this, Chu Ran muttered in a low voice behind him.

In his opinion, the third brother is really too despicable and shameless, and he secretly does such things in order to curry favor, which is really morally depraved and mad!

At the same time, he was also very melancholy, such a good opportunity to please his sister-in-law, he didn't grasp it, but let the third brother take the lead!

Chu Ran, who has always been witty, sees it very thoroughly, although his eldest brother is very fierce and strong, even if there will be a day when he will press Long Tsundere under him in the future, but the real head of the family will always be Long Tsundere, so he must have a good relationship.

And the general manager, who heard the young master's words of encouragement, still bent over and did not raise his head, but lowered his head even more, and his body was still trembling slightly.

Although he was the person in charge of this Nangong family's property, he had guessed before that the young master suddenly issued such an order this time, and the young master had been staying in Jiangcheng during this time, maybe those adults would also come with him.

The fact was indeed not surprising to him, these adults did come with the young master, among them not only the Daotian senior who had been famous in the cultivation world for a long time and raised his sword to slash the sky a thousand years ago, but also the true dragon lord who had become a legend in the world for thousands of years and was the lord of Kunwusheng Mountain......

As for Ning Ye, who is the eldest brother of the sworn family, he was directly ignored by the other party.

As a small family branch manager, this general manager naturally didn't know about some information that was circulating at the top of the cultivation world, and still thought that this Ning Ye was the strongest little white face in history, and he was crazy about eating both men and women, so he got to his current status.

After the group entered this resort, the small bridge and flowing water winding path corridor in it were very antique and beautiful, and it was indeed possible to see that a lot of effort was spent on ingenuity.

"Qingyue, do you like it here?"

Ning Ye stopped and asked Dongfang Qingyue, who was walking at the back.

"Hello...... Like. ”

It seemed that he never thought that Ning Ye would stop and ask himself, Dongfang Qingyue, who was originally a little distracted, didn't react for a while, and then nodded in response.

Ning Ye laughed softly, "It's good to like it." But I'm worried that the architectural design here is a bit complicated, so you have to be careful, so don't get lost. ”

Dongfang Qingyue, who was born with a road idiot, heard this ridicule, and suddenly her cheeks flew away.

Then, Ning Ye continued:

"In addition, the day after tomorrow is the folk begging festival, don't forget, I have prepared a gift for you, please look forward to it!"

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Rainy night.

After being full of wine and food, everyone played a card game at Chu Ran's mention, and those who lost had to accept small punishments such as stickers.

Originally, Long Tsundere didn't want to participate in this kind of game, but according to Chu Ran's words, since a group of people came out on vacation, of course, they had to play games around a table, otherwise it would be a lot of fun.

So, Long Tsundere was reluctant and sat down with a "reluctant" look.

Because everyone at the table was not an ordinary person, Chu Ran also took the lead in setting the rules that no one could be moved to cheat by any extraordinary power.

So in the middle of the game, Ning Ye's entire face was covered with notes, and a turtle was drawn on his cheek.

This turtle is painted by the dragon tsundere as the loser, as the loser.

Although Long Aojiao seemed reluctant to participate before, when he painted the turtle on Ning Ye's face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a happy smile after the painting.

And then maybe it's retribution, the dragon Tsundere who just finished drawing the turtle in the last game, this one directly took a bad hand to the bottom, and had to accept the punishment of Ning Ye as the winner.

And the punishment is to draw a little pig on her face.

In line with the principle of being willing to gamble and admit defeat, Long Aojiao did not take out the frame of a peerless powerhouse, and did not resist such a punishment, but directly accepted the punishment calmly.

Ning Ye picked up the ink pen, leaned close to her body, leaned over her cheek and drew slowly.

Originally, he was very serious without distractions, but with such a close distance between the two faces, Ning Ye could clearly feel what it was to exhale Youlan, and with his eyes facing each other, the ink pen in his hand seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds......

"Mom and Dad! There's a weird little brother out there! ”

Suddenly, at this time, the daughter who ran to the floor-to-ceiling window suddenly pointed out the window of the falling rain and shouted.

Ning Ye put away his pen and looked out the window.

On the stone bridge outside the window, a man dressed in a shabby green shirt and an ancient scholar was standing under the rain curtain, as if waiting for someone.

It's just that this rain curtain in the sky did not touch the other party at all, and passed directly through his body without hindrance and landed on the stone bridge.

With just one glance, Ning Ye directly came to the conclusion -

This scholar is not a living person, but a dead soul.