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On the stone staircase, a figure slowly walked down the handrail at one end, smiling at Lan Xin.

His gaze shifted from the 'waiter' and 'girl' to the middle-aged man who was slowly descending, the coldness on Lan Xin's face faded slightly, and he said lightly: "Steward Fu, I heard from the person you sent that you just arranged a flying mount and is about to fly to Bishan?"

When Lan Xin finished speaking, Steward Fu had already walked in front of him, and when he heard this, he nodded slightly: "Not bad." ”

"Alright, please take us there now. Lan Xin said politely, although her words and demeanor were quite polite, her tone was still cold.

didn't care about Lan Xin's attitude, Steward Fu smiled and said, "Please come with me." ”

When the group walked to the 'door' of the rest area, Steward Fu gently pushed open the big 'door' and shouted to Lan Feng, who was cultivating cross-legged in the room: "Little brother, the time is up, please come out." ”

Withdrawing from the cultivation state, Lan Feng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze swept out of the 'door', paused on Lan Xin's body, and then quickly moved away.

Standing up and gently patting the dust on his body, Lan Feng calmly walked in the direction of the big 'gate'.

And Lan Xin, who saw Lan Feng's actions, and a young man behind him, frowned slightly, obviously displeased with the latter's unhygienic behavior.

In this regard, Steward Fu was accustomed to it, smiled at Lan Feng and nodded, and then turned around and walked towards a flat land outside the house.

Behind the Treasure Pavilion is a flat land, and around the land, several rows of huge high sheds have been built, which are provided with places for the flying mounts to rest and eat, and the large flat land in the center is the place where the flying mounts take off and land, and the overall layout is very similar to the airport of Lan Feng's previous life.

"Just this passenger business, the Treasure Pavilion has made a lot of money over the years, right?" Looking at the flying mounts that kept taking off and landing in the distance, and the people who came and went in a hurry, Lan Feng secretly guessed.

His eyes stopped on Lan Feng, who was looking curiously, and the young man who walked behind Lan Xin 'revealed' a faint disdain on his face: "Where did the turtle come from, isn't it ashamed...... "But the quality of the upbringing since he was a child made him not say this hurtful sentence.

As if sensing the young man's gaze, Lan Feng couldn't help coughing lightly, slowly retracted his gaze, lowered his head and 'touched' his nose: "I seem, despised by others?"

"You are indeed despised. The transparent old man pursed his lips, looked Lan Feng up and down a few times, and said, "I have to say, it can be seen from many details that you do have a lot of bad habits, and it is inevitable to be despised by these rich boys who care about quality very much." ”

Rolling his eyes, Lan Feng pouted and said: "Quality is a thing, it doesn't represent the essence of a person, they despise me, it can only prove that they are too superficial." ”

Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, the transparent old man said, "If you want to think so, it's not impossible." ”

At this time, Steward Fu, who was walking in the forefront, stopped.

Turning around, Steward Fu smiled at Lan Xin's group and Lan Feng, "It's here...... I wish you all a nice trip!"

Looking at the flying mount lying on the ground meekly in front of her, Lan Xin hugged her fist at Steward Fu: "Thank you Steward Fu." Immediately, in the latter's peaceful smile, the soles of his feet stepped slightly, and his body crossed an elegant arc in mid-air, landing firmly in the center of the wooden platform on the back of the flying mount, a vigorous and elegant posture, mixed with a touch of heroism and dignity.

After Lan Xin, the young man who had a faint contempt for Lan Feng, as well as more than a dozen middle-aged men who were obviously dressed as guards, also jumped onto the wooden platform one after another.

"What is the origin of this 'woman'? Looking at the attitude of Steward Fu, it seems that her identity is extraordinary!" glanced at Lan Xin on the wooden platform without a trace, Lan Feng 'touched' his chin and secretly guessed.

Seeing Lan Feng's slightly flustered appearance, Steward Fu groaned and reminded, "Little brother, aren't you going up?"

"Uh...... Sorry, I was distracted. Casually found an excuse to prevaricate in the past, Lan Feng also hugged his fist at Steward Fu, and said politely: "Thank you Steward Fu." ”

After the words fell, Lan Feng also stepped slightly on the ground, and his body was like a flying swallow, and he easily jumped onto the wooden platform.

With her eyebrows raised slightly, Lan Xin couldn't help but glance at Lan Feng more, and on her 'fine' face, there was a touch of surprise and doubt: "The strength is not weak." "Although I don't know how strong Lan Feng's strength is, the latter's 'exposed' hand still impresses Lan Xin.

"What about strength? Turtles are turtles. The arrogant chin was raised slightly, and the young man next to Lan Xin didn't care too much about Lan Feng's inadvertent 'show' skills.

After jumping onto the wooden platform, Lan Feng walked to the stairs on the side, and immediately sat cross-legged at random, closing his eyes and cultivating.

Shaking her head, Lan Xin withdrew her gaze, no longer paying attention to Lan Feng, took out a neat white cloth from the storage ring, spread it on the stairs, and then sat down gracefully.

Beside him, the young man followed Lan Xin's example, spread a cloth on the stairs, and sat down.

"Tweet ......"

With a sharp chirp coming from the mouth of the flying mount, I saw that the wings of the flying mount suddenly fluttered, and in a rather violent hurricane current, it suddenly rose into the air, facing the distant sky, and flew away, just a few breaths, it turned into an invisible black dot, and completely disappeared in the sky above the Treasure Pavilion.

This flying mount is a mutant variety of the Tiger Eagle, not only inheriting the speed of the Tiger Eagle, but also has an extremely gentle spleen, and its reproductive ability is also stronger than that of the Tiger Eagle.

The speed of the mutant tiger eagle was slightly slower than that of the three-headed Purple Wing Peng, but the distance between Daye City and Pishan was not very far, and flying at full speed like this, it would take up to four days to reach the destination.

Time passed slowly in Lan Feng's cultivation with his eyes closed, and in an instant, they had already spent two days in flight.

During this period, Lan Xin and his party barely opened their mouths, either cultivating 'essence' and accumulation, or cultivating silently.

Life during the flight was extremely boring, and after the first two days, the young man beside Lan Xin finally stood up in annoyance, seeing that there was no one around to take care of him, so he had to reluctantly walk to the railing on the edge of the wooden platform, trying to eliminate the boredom in his heart through the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers below.

After a while, the young man's face became more depressed, and his thoughts became more and more irritable.

"This kid is really good at pretending. Turning his head, his gaze stopped on Lan Feng, and the young man pursed his lips, and then shook his head secretly.

Looking away and searching the crowd, the young man walked to the middle-aged man who was the strongest in the group, and said lazily: "Uncle Huo, stop cultivating, get up and chat with me for a while." ”

Woke up by the young man, Uncle Huo's eyes flashed with helplessness, but because of the former's identity, he had to get up and agree: "Third Young Master, I don't know what you want to talk about?"

Not far away, Lan Xin frowned slightly, opened her bright eyes, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Lan Yang, if you are bored, go to the side to play by yourself, don't disturb Uncle Huo's cultivation......"

Hearing Lan Xin's scolding, Lan Yang was slightly worried, but he still defended himself in a low voice: "Sister, didn't I see Uncle Huo who was also 'quitting' boring, so I pulled him to chat for a while? What's more, even with such a little time, it can't delay Uncle Huo's cultivation......"

"It's okay, eldest miss, as the third young master said, there is no delay in this time. Seeing that Lan Yang was secretly constantly focusing on himself, Uncle Huo didn't understand what the former meant, and coughed lightly, Uncle Huo had to raise his head and persuade against his will.

Yu Guang glanced at Lan Feng on the other side, and Uncle Huo couldn't help but secretly shake his head in his heart: "If the third young master's 'temperament' can be as calm as that young man, I'm afraid he would have achieved higher achievements a long time ago." ”

With a low sigh, looking at Lan Yang, who was full of flattery and grievances, Lan Xin shook her head a little weakly: "Every time you can find a lot of excuses." ”

Despite this, looking at her appearance, it seems that she has no intention of pursuing this matter again.

Looking at Lan Xin closing her eyelids again and concentrating on cultivation, Lan Yang's face couldn't help but show a smug expression, he has incomparably rich experience in how to please this sister, every time he makes a mistake and is reprimanded by Lan Xin, he will put on this set, and the effect is also extremely good.

Turning his head, Lan Yang's gaze looked at the middle-aged man again, and asked curiously, "Uncle Huo, how many times have you been to Bishan?"

Hearing this, Uncle Huo thought for a while and said, "I can't remember exactly how many times, maybe more than ten times a year." ”

The Lan family operates many industries, involving weapons, pills, catering, clothing, all kinds of raw materials, etc., and Bishan is one of the production areas of a rare refining material called Blood Stone, and the Lan family will send a large number of people to Bishan every year to purchase Blood Stone, which can be used as a raw material for refining and sold to the refiners of Daye City, or let their own refiners match the blood stone with the rest of the refining materials, refine it into mortal weapons, and then put it in their own weapon shop to sell.

Similar procurement work has always been in charge of Lan Xin, however, Lan Xin is only responsible for the overall planning, and the specific affairs are handled by Uncle Huo and others, and only when the amount of materials involved and the purchase amount are too large, Lan Xin will personally go with the team to ensure that in case.

And this time, the family members stationed in Bishan sent back the news, saying that it was the owner of a blood stone mine, ready to move out of Bishan and go to Zhongzhou, planning to sell the blood stone mine under his name to the Lan family.

"Third Young Master, our mission this time is very important, but we can't be sloppy. When you get over there, the third young master must not make any more trouble...... "Uncle Huo, who knows Lan Yangbing's 'sex' very well, couldn't help but have a headache when he thought that this young master would go to Bishan with the team, and after hesitating for a moment, Uncle Huo couldn't help but persuade in a low voice.