Obediently let Di Jiu lead all the way inside, because most of the martial arts field of the Zhenyu Martial Arts Hall was lively, and now that he was inside the martial arts hall, there was no one around.

There was no bunch of people shouting frantically at the immortals, Fu Hanqing barely regained a little composure, thinking of the huge martial arts arena that was destroyed, and the gate that was also huge but collapsed in an instant, he was a little weak-hearted, hesitated, and asked in a small voice: "I said, that, I have always forgotten to ask before, when the sect leader will be paid every month, right?" ”

Di Jiu let out a long sigh, let go of his hand, turned around, looked at Fu Hanqing with an extremely weak look, and said for a long time: "Don't worry, no one will ask you to pay for it." ”

Fu Hanqing was still a little apprehensive: "However, to fix those, it takes a lot of money." ”

Di Jiu said coldly: "I don't think they will go out of their way to repair it. ”

"Ahh Fu Hanqing looked at him idiotically, with a slight puzzle on his face, but he wouldn't seriously think about the reason, as long as he didn't have to lose money, he didn't have to take responsibility, the last time he accidentally fell off the cliff, he inexplicably owed a life to a so-called big devil, and then inexplicably forced to become the leader of the Demon Sect, and now, he has to jump up and down in order to save a bunch of people's lives, grinding his mouth, it can be seen that he owes a debt to others, which is definitely not a good thing.

Now that his mood is relaxed, his naïve and somewhat stupid eyes begin to slowly close together again.

Di Jiu couldn't even sigh now. This kind of monster, the simplest thing, will not use his brain to think about it, but will work hard for the most inconsequential things.

Does he understand what the identity of the sect leader means, and does he understand what the consequences of what he did today means?

He was almost about to scold Fu Hanqing angrily, but seeing that his eyes narrowed into a line, his body began to shake naturally again, coupled with the embarrassing appearance of the tattered ashes and ashes all over his body, and a few faint blood marks, he suddenly felt that it was ridiculous to remind him at this time that he was the master of Shura, and how insulting the words "Shura Sect Master" were.

In the end, when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back again, and Di Jiu sighed: "If you want to sleep, go to sleep, and we will take care of the rest." ”

Fu Hanqing has actually been holding on to his tiredness to deal with the fact that he is already very tired from the outside, and when he heard this, he was really like hearing the sound of the sky, and he immediately came to his senses. It's just that he looked around happily and turned around: "Where am I going to sleep?" ”

In this chaotic situation, no one came to receive and take care of it, and there were so many houses in the Zhenyu Martial Arts Pavilion, he couldn't just push open a door and go to sleep directly.

However, Di Jiu actually said: "Whatever, just find a room with a bed, I believe that the master will never mind, on the contrary, he will feel infinitely honored that you have slept in his bed once." ”

When Fu Hanqing heard this, he immediately ran up diligently, and ran away from what might have looked like a bedroom.

Di Jiu only stood in place, quietly watching Fu Hanqing's back quickly disappear behind the portal of a courtyard in front of him, and Di Yi's light and traceless figure also quietly chased after him.

Although it's an ornament, however, that guy's shadow guard is still doing a good job, he doesn't have to do anything all day, just follow behind an idiot, watching jokes and good shows, this kind of life is really ......

Di Jiu sighed inexplicably, feeling helpless for all the stupid actions he had worked hard to endure in front of him.

He stood like this for a while, and after a while, he saw Shu Fang leading a few henchmen to run over, and respectfully saluted in front of him: "The hall master is cleaning up the mess outside, and he can't get out for a while, so he ordered his subordinates and others to come to listen to the sect leader and the Heavenly King." ”

Because the few people he was bringing with him at this moment were all official disciples of the Shura Sect, in front of Di Jiu, he had naturally changed to the name within the Shura Sect.

Di Jiu nodded lightly: "Send someone to settle down the disciples we brought, we came all the way, we suffered a lot from the wind and dust, prepare hot water and clothes, we all have to bathe and change clothes, by the way, prepare for the sect leader, send two clever people to help him bathe." ”

Shu Fang replied yes, and then asked hesitantly: "The sect leader is ......?"

Di Jiu pointed forward: "Go in from that courtyard, you calculate, the nearest bedroom, push the door and find him on the bed......"

This answer made Shu Fang stunned on the spot, and he was dumbfounded for a moment before he reluctantly said: "It's all the rudeness of the subordinates, let the sect leader come all the way to the dust, and worry about our martial arts hall, we have already prepared the sect leader's bedroom, and the subordinates will go to ask the sect master......"

"No need." Di Jiu said lightly, "At this time, even if he sleeps on the pyre, it is more comfortable for him than if you wake him up and throw him into a luxurious room, you just need to prepare hot water and new clothes and bathe him." When this man is asleep, as long as he does not touch his taboos, even if he is tied up and sold, he will not wake up. ”

He replied carelessly, and poor Shu Fang heard a cold sweat.

Isn't it that I haven't been to the main altar for too long, so I can't keep up with the situation in the sect, how can the god cult with the strictest rules and the heaviest punishment all the time, and the people below can count the sect leader like this? And the number of people who are still as powerful as a god is terrifying.

He didn't dare to say anything suspicious, so he had to sweat profusely.

Di Jiu naturally had no intention of sympathizing with these poor villains

How to deal with your own pain. Under the sincere hospitality of these people, Da I quickly took a hot bath, sat and drank tea, and rested for a while. Seeing that Qi Hao hadn't been able to get out and come back, Shu Fang had been by his side with sincerity and fear, and his heart suddenly felt a little irritated.

In the past, after several altars, he could calmly use all his scheming techniques and subdue every available talent without a trace, but now, suddenly, he felt that all the hard work he had spent at the beginning was just a joke.

The relaxed person in front of him can be regarded as the elite of the branch, talking to him cordially, casually chatting about his experience and merits, and making him deeply moved by himself, the high-ranking king, actually remembering such a small person as him, which was originally an effortless and beneficial behavior.

But at this time, Di Jiu only felt an indescribable boredom and anxiety. was silent for a while, and finally stood up and went to see Fu Hanqing.

Although he said no in advance, Shu Fang still arranged for someone to change the room for Fu Hanqing. So when Di Jiu found Fu Hanqing, he was already lying in the largest and most luxurious room in the entire Zhenyu Martial Arts Pavilion with the most comfortable and soft bed, and of course there would be a bunch of people serving around him.

Di Jiu waved his hand as usual, drove all the idle people away from his eyes, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked down at Fu Hanqing, who was sleeping so sweetly.

This happy guy, it is estimated that while dreaming, he was brushed and cleaned by his subordinates, changed into warm and comfortable clothes, and slept sweetly with the quilt.

Because his hair had just been washed and was still wet, it was easy to catch a cold when he slept like this, and when Di Jiu first came in, there were two maids who took dry hand towels and rubbed his hair for him, so as to speed up the dryness of his long hair.

Di Jiu saw that his long hair was scattered from the bed at this time, and thinking of the maid's action just now, he naturally grabbed it.

Not long after washing, the semi-wet hair, grasped in the hand, is particularly soft and comfortable, and the slippery paste with a little wetness between the palms of his fingers made Di Jiu raise his eyebrows with some surprise, and look at Fu Hanqing's face that has been washed clean. This guy is actually very handsome and amiable, but it's a pity that the stupid look when he sleeps is too ruining his image.

Di Jiu, who was originally in a heavy mood, smiled for some reason, his left hand leisurely held up Fu Hanqing's hair, his right palm was bluff, slowly over, and a fiery breath gushed out softly from his palm, and after repeating this several times, Fu Hanqing's hair naturally dried out.

Di Jiu didn't expect that in addition to beating people, this flame palm could also be used to quickly dry his hair, and he also smiled interestingly.

Probably even in a dream, Fu Hanqing felt that there was such a warm current and even comfortable, but now that the heating was suddenly gone, he was so dissatisfied that he grabbed his hands randomly.

Di Jiu was just in a trance, he couldn't dodge in time, his hand was grabbed by Fu Hanqing, he was stunned, he felt pulled forward, and when he looked at it again, his right hand had been pulled into Fu Hanqing's arms, and he was hugged like a treasure.

Di Jiu couldn't cry or laugh, probably because of the heat in his palm that had not yet faded, so that this bastard who would never forget to sleep would use his hand as a stove.

Looking at this guy who slept without knowing the troubles of the world at all, and was infinitely satisfied, with that silly smile on his face, Di Jiu's eyes were red and his heart was hot for no reason, and he was angry to the side of his heart, I really don't know what kind of pursuit and expectation this kind of person has in life.

He looked at Fu Hanqing viciously, and wanted to withdraw his hand several times, but for some reason he didn't do it, but suddenly his heart moved, leaned over to Fu Hanqing's ear, carried the soul dementor, and asked in a soft voice: "Han, what is your greatest wish in life now?" ”

During this time, he can be regarded as mastering Fu Hanqing's temperament, with this method, as long as he does not involve all the things in Xiaolou and does not ask those questions that make Fu Hanqing sensitive, he is basically asked and answered.

Sure enough, Fu Hanqing, who had not been touched by the cordon, was very deceiving, and he said vaguely: "Let Di Jiu hurry up and usurp my position." ”

Di Jiu was shocked, the whole person was stunned by the bed, at this moment, what a turbulent wave was set off in his heart, at this moment, Fu Hanqing's words in the dream, how much impact did it have on Di Jiu, between heaven and earth, maybe only he knows.

However, just stunned for a while, Fu Hanqing happened to dream of a very fragrant roast pig's trotters in his sleep, so he naturally grabbed the hand in his arms, drooled, and gnawed it with all his might.