Chapter 108: Chic mortal

The Hengyuan Inn in Fenghui City is the largest and most luxurious inn in the local area, and the room in the sky is two taels of silver a night, where are ordinary people willing to stay. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Today, Xiao Er of the inn encountered a strange thing, a man in a tattered coarse cloth blue coat came to ask, "May I ask if Lian Peijiong and Yan Tieshou live here?"

Xiao Er didn't know Yan Tieshou, but Xiao Er knew the name Lian Peijiong, this is a customer in Tianzi No. 1 room, he has been in the bag for more than ten days, and he is generous, and even the shopkeeper is a sycophant.

So Xiao Er decided to check for Uncle Lian and asked, "What are you looking for our Uncle Lian?"

The man was just about to answer, but suddenly looked at the back of Xiao Er's head, and said with a smile, "Long time no see, you're okay!"

Xiao Er looked back inexplicably, only to see a big man with a beard pounce over, hugged the man tightly, and then separated, laughing, patting the man's shoulder and saying, "Good boy, I knew that you would definitely be able to come back alive." ā€

Xiao Er recognized it, and that bearded man was Lian Peijiong and Uncle Lian.

The man motioned for Lian Peijiong to come into the room to talk, and Xiao'er hurriedly stepped forward with a smile to offer courtesy, "This master has just come to Guibaodi, dare to ask what you want?"

Zhang Lifeng didn't have anything for him to do, Xiao Ershun pointed to his clothes, suddenly understood, and said with a smile, "Buy me the most expensive clothes, by the way, it will be recorded in his account." After speaking, he pointed to Lian Peijiong.

Lian Peijiong laughed and hugged Zhang Lifeng into the best guest room of Hengyuan Inn.

In the guest room, Lian Peijiong was cross-legged on the bed, wearing only a pair of white pants, and white bandages were everywhere on his body, obviously the external injuries were not light.

Feeling that someone was coming in, Yan Tieshou opened his eyes and saw that it was Zhang Lifeng and Lian Peijiong, and said with a smile, "I said that Zhang Lifeng must have the ability to turn evil into good fortune, you see, it is so!"

Lian Peijiong sat down with a smile and said, "That's true, it's true, now that Brother Zhang has come back safely, I'm relieved." ā€

Zhang Lifeng sat down, they were all brothers, and he didn't mean to hide it, and told the fact that the Ten Thousand Ant Heart Attack Pill in the two of them was actually the two most ordinary diet pills, which caused Lian Peijiong and Yan Tie to look at each other and laugh, feeling a little helpless.

However, Zhang Lifeng didn't tell them what he and Xuanyuan Scar had done, this secret was too heavy, and it would be useless for them to know it, this would be a headache for the big men in Kyushu in the future, not the three disciples in the Qi cultivation period right now.

The three of them chatted for a while, and gradually talked about their future plans, Zhang Lifeng and Yan Tieshou naturally planned to return to the Liuyi Gate to resume their lives, and Lian Peijiong wanted to return to the Black Yanmen Gate to recover their lives, and explained the reason for the death of the same junior brother who came together.

Even though Yun Mengze was known for his danger, so many juniors and disciples who had died still needed an explanation. Speaking of this, Lian Peijiong's face was a little dignified.

Zhang Lifeng and Yan Tieshou hurriedly comforted him, but fortunately dragged him out to drink, and the three of them ordered a table of wine and food like Jianghu children, eating and drinking wantonly, shouting, drinking wine, and tearing fat in their mouths, so happy......

No matter how lively the banquet was, it was time to separate, and the next day, Zhang Lifeng and Yan Tieshou said goodbye to Lian Peijiong and flew to their respective sects.

On the way back, Yan Tieshou was preoccupied, seeing that he was so serious, Zhang Lifeng had a bad heart, and asked knowingly, "Tieshou, why are you bitter with a face, is it that Fenghuicheng has an old friend, and he is reluctant to leave?"

Yan Tieshou was honest after all, he didn't hear the flirtation in Zhang Lifeng's words, and said, "Naturally not, it's just that I didn't pick the blue fruit, my little sister's internal organs are exhausted, I'm afraid I won't survive this winter." The tone was very sad and uncomfortable.

When Zhang Lifeng heard this, he couldn't bear to continue, took out the blue from his arms, and said to Yan Tieshou, "Oh, it just so happened that I picked up this fruit in Yunmengze, you are well-informed, help me see what this is?"

Yan Tieshou inadvertently turned his head, only glanced at the color, and was immediately shocked, almost falling off the galloping sword, "Qinglanguo?!"

Zhang Lifeng felt funny when he saw his performance, and said with a smile, "Exactly!"

Yan Tie's hand galloped high in the air regardless of it, and immediately jumped on Zhang Lifeng's black fire meteorite, held his hand and said, "Lifeng, how many spirit stones are you willing to give, you can bid casually!"

Zhang Lifeng was not happy when he heard this, how could he use any spirit stones, he made it clear, and deliberately said, "A thousand spirit stones, do you have them?" Zhang Lifeng had already seen Yan Tieshou's embarrassment, otherwise would he still sell weapons in the Weighing Valley?

Sure enough, Yan Tie's hand was slightly embarrassed, his face was flushed, and his voice was like a mosquito, "This, that, junior brother, can you let me write an IOU, I, I ......"

"What am I!" Zhang Lifeng wanted to make a joke, but now seeing Yan Tieshou taking it seriously, he lost interest, stuffed the blue fruit into his hand, and said, "You and I live and die together, if you recognize me as a brother, you will accept this blue fruit with dignity, if you don't recognize me as a brother, I didn't say it." ā€

Yan Tieshou became excited when he heard this, and shouted at Zhang Lifeng, "Brother, I, Yan Tieshou, swear that from now on, I will depend on you rich and poor, share life and death, and be a good brother for a lifetime!"

Zhang Lifeng also smiled, "That's right, that's right!"

"In this case," Yan Tieshou took in the blue fruit and invited Zhang Lifeng to say, "Please also ask Lifeng to go to my house and meet my parents and family, you think it's good." ā€

"Of course!" Zhang Lifeng agreed, but he had a little doubt in his heart, you must know that if a cultivator cuts off the common roots, the relatives at home will naturally ignore it, otherwise the endless trivial things will be like a shackle, making it difficult for you to move an inch on the road of cultivating the truth, this is the consensus of all cultivators, why did Yan Tieshou do the opposite?

With this doubt, Zhang Lifeng and Yan Tieshou came to Datong Town on the edge of the Liuyi Gate, and Yan Tieshou took Zhang Lifeng and landed in front of the largest and most gorgeous mansion in the town.

As soon as Yan Tieshou and Zhang Lifeng landed, a waiting doorman shouted loudly, "Uncle is back, Uncle is back." After shouting, he hurriedly stepped forward to help, careful of the threshold under his feet.

Yan Tie shook off the hand that the doorman came to support, and said, "Xiao Wang, how many times have I told you, don't come to me like this, let's go in together!"

Xiao Wang was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and said embarrassedly, "Uncle, isn't this what the old lady ordered, our whole family depends on you, and this can't hold you in the palm of your hand!"

Yan Tieshou shook his head and said, "Don't come to such a vain, everyone just live a good life." ā€

Xiao Wang sent them in, Zhang Lifeng followed and looked at each other coldly, and the three big characters "Yanjiafu" were written on the Zhumen in front of him, and the degree of wealth and luxury was no less than that of the Zhao Mansion he had visited, not to mention the group of slaves inside, and the fresh clothes were angry.

Could it be that an honest man like Yan Tieshou is also from a wealthy and noble family? This is really beyond Zhang Lifeng's expectations.