"Yuan'er, there is a high-end bathhouse in front, take your clothes and go there to wash, and my brother is waiting for you in this Yunxiang restaurant, let's go~~!" Chu Mengchen diverted the topic, took out a few jade coins and handed them to Chu Yuan, who was still in the dark.

Chu Yuan took the jade money and the package, and walked back step by step towards the bathing place called Bishui Pavilion.

"Hey~~!, Xiaohao, Hanako, this is where the dignitaries and nobles come, hurry up!" When a few guards at the door saw Chu Yuan's image, they hurriedly rolled up their arms and sleeves to catch her.

Chu Mengji quietly let out a trace of thought and feeling, and the heads of several guards seemed to be pricked by a thousand needles, and they rolled on the ground with their heads covered one by one, and Chu Yuan took advantage of this moment to hurriedly walk in......

A table of dishes, two pots of wine, Chu Mengchen picked up the wine jug and slowly poured a cup, closed his eyes and took a sip gently, savoring the folk sake of this world, admiring the exceptionally blue sky.

An orchestral sound suddenly floated out of the upper floor of the restaurant, and then the mellow and sweet singing echoed in his ears. Whether it is the diners in the restaurant or the pedestrians on the street, they are all captivated and lingered by this moving singing.

In real life, Chu Mengchen is also a music enthusiast, although he is in a tight situation and cannot attend the concert in person, whenever a pop song is played on the loudspeaker in the workshop, he will listen attentively, and occasionally hum a few words, regardless of whether it is out of tune.

Now hearing such a beautiful singing voice and melody in this other world, he who inherited the mantle of Chu Tianxing suddenly unconsciously followed and sang.

Originally just a sweet female voice, suddenly added a slightly hoarse but just right male voice, this song turned out to be alternative and good, so that those who have heard this tune of the regular customers stop to appreciate.

After the singing, applause erupted, and the footsteps on the stairs were urgent.

"I don't know which master is here, we Feng Xuan, please sit down!" a soap-colored little guy respectfully invited in the direction of Chu Mengji.

The other diners in the audience all focused their eyes on Chu Mengji's body. Chu Mengchen saw that he couldn't hide, so he had to stand up and follow the little guy to the second floor of the restaurant.

As soon as I ascended the stairs, many literati and artists and high-ranking demon warriors stood in the spacious hall, standing around a woman in colorful clothes like stars holding the moon. The woman was like a fragrant peony, with a hint of expectation on her beautiful face, and her eyes were looking at him with brilliant eyes.

Chu Mengchen's arrival undoubtedly gave these people a target of jealousy, and many seven-star or even eight-star level spiritual pressures were instantly pressed wildly, and the little guy around Chu Mengchen couldn't stand it, so he hurriedly ran out of the pressure circle in three steps and two steps, and fled to his master in embarrassment.

In the face of such a superposition of almost substantial spiritual pressure, Chu Mengchen just smiled slightly, opened the love fan suddenly, shook it slightly, and naturally stood there as if nothing happened.

Feng Xuan originally thought that the singer must be a middle-aged hermit with beautiful hair and drooping chest, and her hoarse voice with a magnetic surname was so fascinating to her. However, now when I see Chu Mengji himself, it turns out to be a handsome and turbid son, with a handsome and somewhat thin face with a hint of appreciation, which makes Feng Xuan's heart that has not been moved for a long time suddenly skip two beats!

Although he is only a weak person with a one-star demon martial arts, in the face of many ill-intentioned spiritual pressure threats, that unrestrained grace and ease, naturalness and casualness are the characteristics that these bees and butterflies around him lack.

"Dare to ask~~~ Childe's surname?"

"Under the surname Chu, the name is Mengji!" Chu Mengji replied politely and slightly bowed.

"It turned out to be Gongzi Chu, fortunately!Please take a seat!" Feng Xuan saw that Chu Mengji was so polite, and hurriedly asked to give up his seat.

Chu Mengchen was also not polite, and sat down in Feng Xuan's near position generously, as soon as he sat down, more than a dozen jealous eyes shot at his back like substance. If that gaze could turn into an arrow, it is estimated that he would have become a veritable target by now.

"The little girl's tune has just been completed, and she doesn't want to have a bosom friend who is perfectly in harmony today, which really makes Feng Xuan overjoyed!" Feng Xuan said with a happy expression.

"Chu just can't help it, and his sense of music is overflowing for a while, and I ask Feng Xuan for forgiveness for the abruptness!"

"It's okay~~, it's Feng Xuan's honor to have a bosom friend like Brother Chu who listens to the song and harmonizes, come, please allow Feng Xuan to replace the wine with tea, and respect Brother Chu for a cup!" After speaking, Feng Xuan's delicate fingers pinched a teacup, and with a gentle wave of his other hand, a fragrant tea with a slight spiritual mist was handed to Chu Mengji.

Chu Mengji could clearly feel the rich power of the demon spirit contained in that spiritual tea, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of awe for this seemingly weak woman in front of him, it was an intuition from the sixth sense, this Feng Xuan was definitely a nine-star master, and had even reached the level of the void spirit.

"Thank you Feng Xuan for your kindness, Chu is better than obeying his fate!" Chu Mengchen stretched out his hand to take the spiritual tea, took a deep sip of the spiritual mist floating on it, with Feng Xuan's body fragrance, tilted his head, and drank the cup of spiritual tea with concentrated magic power.

As if a cup of two pots was in his stomach, Chu Mengchen felt that his internal organs were ironed properly, and that feeling was two words - comfortable!

Feng Xuan saw Chu Mengji feeling the spiritual tea condensed by his magic power so intoxicated, and there were waves in his heart. It's not that she hasn't given spiritual tea to others, but there is no one who can completely absorb and enjoy it like Chu Mengji. Because once you can truly absorb her spiritual tea full of natal magic, it must be a void spirit person! However, this Chu Gongzi in front of him can't see that it is an ethereal spirit body no matter what, there is no sign of any divine light restraint, and even the magic power fluctuation is only one star, which is really strange!

"Feng Xuan, everyone's kindness to tea cannot be repaid, I have a bottle of giant royal jelly here, which is the best for beauty and beauty, so as to show my gratitude!" After Chu Mengji finished speaking, he put his hand into his arms, pretended to touch it for a while, and stole a bottle full of royal jelly from the queen bee's nest in the god-level storage ring with a small bottle, and handed it to Feng Xuan, who was full of surprise, with a trace of body temperature.

Even the queens of several major empires tried their best to buy a drop of gems at sky-high prices, and now they were actually given away by this Chu Mengji into a bottle, and those eight-star demon martial artists and literati artists were about to stare away!

Of course, Feng Xuan knew the value of this thing, and there was a trace of shyness and gratitude on her beautiful face, and the ecstasy in her heart was definitely beyond words.

"Hmph~~~! Master! You are really not authentic! If you want the slave's royal jelly, just say it directly, why bother sneaking around? This thing the slave family has, as long as you find a few acres of Tianjing Yutan for the slave family, the slave family guarantees to brew it for you!"

Chu Mengchen almost fainted on the spot when he heard this! Damn!

From the information of the disabled doctor, he could know that so far, it seems that there are only a few trees in the floating island of Xiyin City, the top of Chulun Divine Mountain, and the Bize wetland of Xuanlie.

Feng Xuan saw that Chu Mengji's face was suddenly a little ugly, thinking that the guys behind him who were frantically releasing spiritual pressure had caused harm to Chu Mengjian, and said with a slight cold face: "Fellow artists, this is the end of Feng Xuan's reception, let's reunite and disperse!"

Although the voice was not loud, an irresistible spiritual pressure unfolded in an instant, and the pressure of the world of difference made those crazy fans lose their temper immediately, and they hurriedly pretended to say goodbye politely, and when they left, they all stared at Chu Mengji fiercely without exception, wishing they could eat his flesh raw.

"Feng Xuan, everyone, Chu has something to do, say goodbye!" Chu Mengji saw that everyone had left, and he also stood up and said goodbye.

"Young Master Chu is polite, Feng Xuan is here to open the hall for you at any time, I hope Gongzi can come and sit often!" Feng Xuan said that the voice behind him gradually became thinner, almost inaudible.

Chu Mengchen naturally knew what Feng Xuan meant, but he still had to wait for Chu Yuan, so he could only say goodbye with a slight smile.

Feng Xuan was full of reluctance but couldn't force her to stay, so she had to make an exception and send it to the staircase, watching Chu Mengji walk towards the wine table by the window on the first floor, where there seemed to be a petite and beautiful girl staring blankly at the entrance of the street, looking forward to someone's appearance......