"It's okay at any time, just wait for Gongzi to bring the cold iron, and our Qianxiang Pavilion will sign a contract with you immediately," the old bustard smiled, and there was a hint of respect in his tone.

"Alright, sign now. ”

"Childe, when are you going to get the cold iron?" The old bustard's eyes were slightly sharp, as if he thought that Wu Yingying was deliberately teasing himself.

"Isn't it in my hands?" Wu Yingying smiled slightly, and with a flash of light on his right hand, a palm-sized black stone was grabbed in his hand.

Although it is only the size of a palm, this piece of cold iron weighs two hundred catties, and it still has two attributes.

As soon as the 10,000-year-old Han Tiepu appeared in the house, an incomparable cold air rushed to the face, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, making people shiver all over his body.

The old bustard's eyes changed slightly, staring closely at the cold iron in Wu Yingying's hand, she clearly felt how powerful the energy contained in the cold iron was, and while she was amazed in her heart, the smile on her face became more kind.

"It turns out that the son is a master, and the slave family is disrespectful, now the son can go with the slave family to sign the contract, and then he can leave the Qianxiang Pavilion with the Mengdie girl. ”

"Good. ”

Wu Yingying didn't ramble and smiled faintly.

......

When Wu Yingying signed a contract with Lao Bustard, and then came to Zhuang Mengdie's boudoir under the guidance of this middle-aged woman, the sky was already slightly dark.

The old bustard's eyes were ambiguous, and he said with a smile: "It's getting late, is the son going to rest in the dream butterfly girl's boudoir tonight, or will he leave with the dream butterfly girl?"

What she meant was almost to say that now Zhuang Mengdie is already your person, you can do whatever you want, and no one will stop you.

"Hehe, let's go home, I shouldn't go into Miss Mengdie's boudoir, I bother you to report it, let her pack up and leave with me. ”

Load, load.

The old bustard secretly despised Wu Yingying in his heart, and said in his heart: What kind of righteous gentleman are you kid, you spent so much money, not to sleep with Zhuang Mengdie, a little girl, but now it is clear, bah, I haven't seen anything, a hypocrite like you, I've seen a lot.

However, there was a smile on his face, and he kept nodding and said, "Okay, the slave family will go and talk to Miss Mengdie first, and the son will wait for a while." ”

"It's okay. Wu Yingying naturally knew that although the bustard arranged himself in his heart, he didn't care.

Nonsense, this woman will be the wife of Zhan Suifeng in the future, and she is going to become the queen of Yan Lianguo, as the eldest brother of Zhan Suifeng, how can he casually enter his brother-in-law's boudoir.

......

Zhuang Mengdie didn't let Wu Yingying wait too long, just a stick of incense, and walked out wearing a precious coat, but his expression was indifferent, and he glanced at Wu Yingying lightly.

Behind her, there were two watery maids, carrying packages.

Zhuang Mengdie saw that it was such a young man who bought her, and he looked extraordinary and very handsome, so he was a little balanced in his heart, and reluctantly showed a smile and said, "Childe, let's go." ”

"Hmm. ”

Wu Yingying smiled, turned his head and said to the old bustard: "Dream Butterfly girl, from today onwards, it has nothing to do with Qianxiang Pavilion, right?"

"Childe is right, from now on, Miss Mengdie is your person, and it has nothing to do with Qianxiang Pavilion," the old bustard said with a smile.

"That's good. ”

Wu Yingying's originally smiling expression suddenly retracted, and he said: "From today on, you Qianxiang Pavilion must not use the name of Mengdie Girl to do business, nor can you mention her name in any public place, otherwise, I will let you Qianxiang Pavilion be shattered in an instant." ”

Seeing that Wu Yingying was speaking domineeringly, the old bustard was unconvinced in his heart, he was also a master who was about to become a Jindan, how could he be taught a lesson by a little hairy child.

Just as she was about to argue a few words, she was unexpectedly met with a pair of cold eyes, which seemed to carry infinite power, and just one glance made her whole body collapse with true qi, and her whole head was buzzing, as if she had been seriously injured.

The old bustard's face changed drastically, and she now understood that this young man was really a strong man, a master who was a hundred times stronger than herself.

At the moment, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, and his voice became more respectful: "Childe, rest assured, from now on, there will be no information about the dream butterfly girl in Qianxiang Pavilion." ”

"It's best to be interesting, in that case, I'll give you a chance. Wu Yingying said lightly, and then pointed at the old bustard with his right hand, and a red light enveloped her whole body in an instant.

The old bustard was horrified in her heart and was about to resist, but she couldn't control her whole body, and it was impossible to even speak and beg for mercy, and the fear in her heart was even stronger.

But then, she was shocked to see that a star-like vortex began to appear in her lower abdomen, but in an instant, a round and flawless golden pill was formed, and at the same time, a powerful force permeated her whole body, which was many times stronger than before the golden pill was formed.

"I'll give you a chance, you can see what I mean. Wu Yingying withdrew his right hand, and turned to Zhuang Mengdie, who was a little overwhelmed, and said, "Miss Mengdie, let's go." ”

"Good. ”

Zhuang Mengdie was originally a woman with a bright mind, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she naturally guessed that the man who bought her was a legendary immortal, which made the trace of resistance and disdain that originally existed in her heart disappear in a blink of an eye, and the corners of her mouth did not show a smile.

The old bustard was speechless in shock, but just knelt down with a puff and said extremely respectfully: "Xiamin Xia Lan, thank you for cultivating the immortals." "Qianxue City in the evening, cold, occasionally cold wind blowing, it makes people tremble all over, Zhuang Mengdie is just an ordinary woman, although she is wearing a coat, but just out of Qianxiang Pavilion, she can't help but sneeze.

Seeing this, Wu Yingying couldn't help laughing, called a carriage casually, and said with a smile: "Go to the car to warm up for a while, I live in Jinfeng Yulu, and I will be there in a while." ”

Zhuang Mengdie originally thought that Wu Yingying would support him and show his manly demeanor, but he didn't expect that the other party was just smiling and groaning, and he didn't mean to support himself at all.

"Hmph, wooden man who doesn't know how to taste. Zhuang Mengdie said secretly in her heart, and was supported by a maid and boarded the carriage.

After the two maids also got into the car, Wu Yingying opened the curtain and said to the coachman with a smile: "Go to Jinfeng Yulu." ”

"Okay. ”

The coachman was a middle-aged man who looked very loyal, smiled honestly when he heard this, skillfully picked up the whip, and began to catch the car, but when Wu Yingying entered the carriage, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Of course, he didn't see Wu Yingying's smiling expression.

......

Inside the carriage, it was as warm as spring, and a pot of charcoal was burning very strongly.

The two maids sat obediently on the side, with low eyebrows and ears, not daring to make a sound.

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Wu Yingying with some curiosity, she was very curious about this young man who bought herself, from the tone of the old bustard, it can be seen that this person is very capable, and it is very likely that he is an immortal who calls for wind and rain.

Because she had seen the old bustard's ability, she once beat a middle-aged man to a blur of flesh and blood with one palm, and his bones were gone, and he made the old bustard so respectful, which is enough to prove that his ability is greater.

"Childe, please forgive Mengdie for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, I don't know what your intention is in buying the little girl this time?" Zhuang Mengdie was silent for a while, and suddenly asked.

"Oh?"

Wu Yingying smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically: "Why did the girl say this? Why don't you think that I fancy the girl's beauty and want to marry her home?"

There was no trace of ** in Childe's eyes, and the little woman could feel that Childe had no feelings for the little woman. ”

"Hehe, Miss Mengdie is really powerful," Wu Yingying felt that this girl was very suitable for fighting with the wind, and immediately smiled and said: "I took the liberty of inviting the girl this time to let the girl find a man who can be entrusted for life." ”

"Is it Childe?" Zhuang Mengdie asked calmly.

"It's not. ”

"Huh?" Zhuang Mengdie's eyes finally flashed with a hint of surprise.

Dare to love this man who does not hesitate to offend Zong Zhan and buys himself, but it is to give it to others, isn't he beautiful?

"Hehe, Childe is really interesting, he spent a lot of money to buy the little girl, but he wanted to give it to others, and I don't know who the little girl's husband is. ”