Chapter 188: Letters
"Third junior brother, you're late!" Just when Zhang Wuregret even rubbed the valuable white jade with his face, a man with a jade face and a blue crown also flew out with a smile, looking at Zhang Wuregret with an intoxicated face and Xia Yuan with disgust.
That Qingge also said respectfully: "Second Senior Brother!"
Zhang Wuregret is also looking at the monk who came from the sky, this person can actually control the sky in the Luoshan faction, he must be a person who cultivates in the Jindan realm, otherwise even Qingge, a disciple of the Luoshan faction, can't control the sky, even if the other party is also a person from the Luoshan faction, he will definitely not dare.
"Xiayuan Fairy, long time no see. The man who was called the second senior brother also smiled kindly and arched his hand at Xia Yuan.
"Qunle senior, long time no see. That Xia Yuan actually smiled and gave a blessing to the monk named Qunle, which also surprised Zhang Wuregret, this arrogant and domineering Xia Yuan was still so well-behaved?
"As for this little friend? I really haven't seen it. The second senior brother stared at Zhang Wuregret carefully, and shook his head with some doubts.
"Boy, what are you doing in a daze!" Xia Yuan, who was next to Zhang Wuregret, also patted Zhang Wuregret on the back fiercely, "This is Jindan Realm monk Qunle, he is a representative of the Luoshan faction at home and abroad, he treats people and things without leakage, and there are countless friends, you kid don't know how to respect it." β
"Hello senior. Zhang Wuregret originally wanted to say hello, but when he was made by Xia Yuan like this, he was embarrassed, so he could only clench his fists and say in a deep voice: "It's normal that my predecessors don't know me, I am from a small town in the Great Thunder Country." β
"Qingge, didn't you say that you can't bring people back? You are still too soft-hearted, if this kind of strength is discovered by the ancestor and put in because of you, I am afraid that you will be held accountable by the ancestor again. The second senior brother first said a word to his junior brother Qingge, and then knocked on the folding fan in his hand, "This little friend, our Luoshan faction is holding a birthday banquet for our ancestor recently, and it is inevitable that we will not be able to entertain you, you see?"
"Senior brother, it's not like that. Na Qingge also hurriedly stopped him, although the senior brother revealed his scars and made him sad, but still said: "This person said that there is a stipopy that needs to be handed over to the ancestor by hand, so I brought him here." β
"Souvenirs?" The second senior brother also frowned slightly, although his ancestor Meng Feng is a peak craftsman in the Yuanying Realm, not to mention Luoshan Country, even in the surrounding countries, no one can match his craftsmanship, but since the establishment of Luoshan Country, he rarely goes out, let alone makes friends, mostly retreats by himself, and has been the reception figure of the Luoshan faction for a hundred years, because he is born to be able to remember people's faces, so everyone who has seen it remembers that this kid in front of him does not even look like a great monk, it is not that Qingge has been deceived againοΌ
"Yes. Zhang Wuregret took out the lion-shaped object from Haoran, he still didn't understand what information could be on this lion, Zhang Wuregret didn't take it out and study, there was not even a trace of carving on it, although the carved wood was very special, Zhang Wuregret had never seen it, but he really couldn't study how this thing could be used as a souvenir.
When that group of Le saw the lion in Zhang Wuregret's hand, his face also changed, and his originally smiling face also became a little strange, "γγγγγ Senior Brother Qingge, please take the Xiayuan Fairy to take the first step, the hospitality is not considerate, and please forgive the Xiayuan Fairy!"
"This little friend, please come with me. Seeing the token, Qun Le's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to Zhang Wuregret to signal Zhang Wuregret to follow him, and appeared next to Zhang Wuregret, he had already communicated with his junior brother just now, this kid couldn't fly in the sky at all, so he also held down Zhang Wuregret's shoulder and flew away with him.
"Hey, hey, Qingge, that kid is fine, how can you see that your senior brother's expression is so serious, he who is known as the smiling Erlang can not laugh, your Luoshan faction is not going to kill people and kill people, right?" Xia Yuan looked at the direction where the two disappeared, and pulled Qing Ge and said.
Qingge also looked at Xia Yuan in surprise, "The sun is coming out in the west? Do you Xia Yuan actually care about a man? Am I sick?"
"Go, go, why didn't I find that the cold-faced Langjun also told jokes, it seems that your title is also false!" Xia Yuan said impatiently.
Qing Ge also touched his chin, "Could it be that the fairy of Xiayuan has not looked down on men for so many years just because they can't beat you? No, I heard that the eldest disciple of the Rolling Golden Gate is the peak cultivation of the Void Dan Realm, and it is a very rare monk with a thunderous life, and he is very fierce in his pursuit of you, and I haven't seen you tempted? No, the eldest disciple of the Rolling Golden Gate, Wu Quan, is indeed a little too rough. β
"I don't want to say it, my aunt and grandmother are not rare!" Xia Yuan watched Qingge keep teasing herself, but she didn't want to reveal a word, and she knew that she would definitely not be able to ask anything useful here, so she could only give up.
"Little friend, please wait here. The group of music also took Zhang Wuregret to a gazebo, arched his hand at Zhang Wuregret, and then left quickly, leaving Zhang Wuregret sitting here with a blank face, and at the same time sighed even more that the Luoshan faction has money, this underground place, not only the light is like day, and even the flowers, plants, birds and beasts are everything, if you don't know, you really think that he is himself in the pavilion in some gate compounds, it can be seen how much money the Luoshan faction has invested for this.
"Hey, it's really nothing. Just when Zhang Wuregret took out a pot of liquor to quench his thirst, an old man suddenly appeared in the pavilion, with silver hair, a one-foot-long beard, and bare feet, just standing in front of Zhang Wuregret.
"Senior!" Zhang Wuregret also hurriedly put away the wine jug, stood up and said respectfully, it was too sudden, this feeling really has a kind of haunting posture of Li Huangya back then, and he couldn't see anyone at all, and people appeared in front of him.
"Okay, okay, what is the letter?" the old man asked as he looked at Zhang Wuregret.
"Here. Zhang Wuregret didn't know if the person in front of him was Meng Feng, but from the posture of this old man who appeared unconsciously, he couldn't be someone's opponent, maybe they would shoot him to death and take out Haoran's letter.
"There is a spiritual weapon hidden in his sleeve, and the mustard seed thing is also a spiritual weapon, and your kid really came out there. The old man also looked Zhang Wuregret up and down, took the lion, and put it directly between his hands, and in an instant the lion shattered into powder, and a voice also came from the lion, "Ahem, let me say it first, Meng Feng, your stubborn cow is not dead?"
Zhang Wuregret naturally recognized Li Sansi's voice at the first time, and the white-bearded old man also heard this voice, and laughed: "Li Huangya, you guy is really there." β