At that time, all the people in Panlong City will be gone, will the shops here still be worth much, and will they still be able to collect so much rent?

In the face of such a huge change, will the officials of Panlong City still talk about the rules as before?

He Lingchuan knew that this guy had a keen sense of smell, and he must want to run away at that time, so he asked him to negotiate the rent. He smiled, stood up, and said, "Then wait for the Qian'an order to come down."

With that, he strode out, ignoring the white grasshopper to stay.

The fat man sighed in the back.

Today's No. 7 ring was still crowded with people, and He Lingchuan saw the thin man at first sight. This guy was carrying a sack on his back, and his face was smiling like a flower.

After two hours, He Lingchuan was still the master, but there were more bruises on his face, a few more holes in his clothes, and some discomfort in his chest and abdomen, because he was kicked a few times and punched twice, and his breathing hurt.

He took some medicine and breathed for half an hour before he was relieved.

When the thin man shared the money with him, He Lingchuan took the opportunity to ask, "Did you hear the wind?"

The thin man was intently counting the silver and the brass plates: "What?"

"News from the land of Siro?"

"It's too inconvenient to collect money like this." The money in the ring is easy to make, and he also mixes up qualifications. The most important thing is that now everyone knows that he is a friend of the Champion! The others didn't dare to rob him, so the thin man thought about making the business bigger and stronger, "Do you want to make a lottery and let everyone place a bet?"

"You mean, chips?" Isn't there a casino with this thing?

"Ah yes." The thin man counted a bag of money before he came back to his senses, "What did you just say, the news of Ciro?" Yes. I've heard that the war in the country is getting worse and worse. The capital was simply powerless to suppress it. 「

Because it has always insisted on opening up to foreign trade, the news channels in Panlong City in the past few years have been much smoother than four or five years ago, and domestic intelligence can also be transmitted here, sooner or later.

"Who doesn't know this?" There are many turbulent weak countries, and whoever dares to look up to the Bega system is a dead end, "What else?"

The thin man was dazed: "I haven't heard of it."

"Okay." He Lingchuan patted him on the shoulder, took his share of the money and went home.

It seems that the news has not spread yet.

On the way, he bought some Poria cake by the way.

Pushing the door in with a squeak, the courtyard of his house, or the patio, was still so small, but He Lingchuan could still feel the difference.

He hadn't been back for a few days, and there were three pots of small flowers on the shelves above the water tank, on the outer wall of the kitchen.

A pot of apricot-colored buttercups, a pot of cabernet red anemones, and a pot of He Lingchuan are really unrecognizable, the falling snow-white flower strings are like falling snow drops, and like the bead curtain on the bride's hijab, almost touching the water surface in the tank.

The yard is small, and he usually has to practice martial arts, so the extra three pots of flowers are placed in a place where he can't touch them.

He Lingchuan sniffed.

His yard had never smelled so fragrant.

Walking into the inner room, it was spotless, the clutter that had been piled up everywhere was gone, and there was a dark brown suitcase next to the bed. There was a vase on the chair, and there were two wild Fulang flowers in it, which should have been picked from the suburbs.

He opened the box, and sure enough, the mess was all inside, and it was classified.

At the top were the gentleman's books he had brought back from the grocery store, several neatly stacked in a stack.

At this time, there was movement at the courtyard gate, and someone pushed the door in.

He Lingchuan hurriedly closed the lid with a "snap" and walked out to take a look:

Sure enough, it was Sun Lingling who came.

She put down the basket in her hand, "Defend again today?"

"yes. It's getting harder and harder to fight, but I still won. He Lingchuan stretched his waist, but the intercostal injury was affected, and he sighed, "There are too many strong players in the Gale Army, and it may not be next time."

The left rib was hit by the challenger's stick, at least it was a bone crack, right? Today's opponent was particularly cunning, showing weakness in the first few times, trying to counter-kill with one blow.

Of course, he was kicked out of the ring by He Lingchuan in the end.

"How can there be an undefeated general? Standing in that position, sooner or later someone will be knocked down. Sun Fuling understated, took out two urns of good wine, two fat roast chickens, three pieces of beef tendon in sauce, and bundles of hooves from the basket, "Congratulations to you, this is the new "Xinghua Spring" sold by Xinghua Restaurant this year."

Cultivators have abundant qi and blood, and they also eat a lot.

"What if I lose?"

"I'm sorry for you."

She went into the kitchen with roast chicken and braised hooves to cut pieces, grabbed the kitchen knife and sharpened it a few times, and pulled a knife flower in her hand.

Such a delicate little girl grabbed a thick-backed kitchen knife, and the cold and shining blade flipped between her slender fingers, making He Lingchuan embarrassed.

More than a dozen tuk tuk, the roast chicken and hooves obediently became a piece.

He Lingchuan noticed that there were not many new knife marks on the cutting board, which showed that she was precise in forcing the knife, and she did not waste any strength.

You must know that it is difficult to chop the big bones of the pig, who can be just right?

"And you say you can't cook?"

"No, it won't. It's all ready-made." She pointed to the roast chicken and hooves arm, "This is from the students."

She pointed to the sauce beef again: "Xuan is from Xinghualou."

"I'm only going to go with the knife." Sun Fuling smiled, "Didn't you start practicing with paper and tofu?" After that, he grabbed the sauced beef, and when he raised the knife in his hand, he saw an afterimage.

The beef in the sauce is cut, and each slice is as thin as a piece of paper, which can transmit light.

Evenly proportioned like a machine cut.

These were all placed in the courtyard, and after she washed her hands, she took out a small jar, which could only hold three taels of wine.

"What is this?" He Lingchuan pretended to excuse himself, "It's too hearty, I can't finish it!"

Sun Fuling laughed, "Would you like to eat one and take a look?"

She held the jar and poured it into the porcelain cup that had no mouth, and poured out a ball as thin and long as a hair, but red and wriggling———

Bug Mass.

Sun Fuling raised her cup and scolded him: "Come?"

He Lingchuan jumped three feet away: "What is this?"

It's not like he hasn't eaten bugs, but this thing doesn't look easy to eat.

Looks like a parasite.

"Bloodworms. You're the only one who wants to eat?" As soon as Sun Lingling poured the cup into the water tank, He Lingchuan heard the sound of water.

As soon as he looked out, he saw the goldfish swimming to the surface of the water, scrambling to eat a snack.

Just take the opportunity to count, one, two, three, four, five, six...... Hey, nine fish are all there?

Not only is it lively, but even the colors are more colorful.

This requires adequate sunlight and nutrition. He Lingchuan asked himself, this fish has been at home for seven or eight days, and he seems to have remembered to feed it twice?

Where do the aquatic plants and shells at the bottom of the tank come from? And the snails lying on the wall of the cylinder, they can't grow on their own, right?

He Lingchuan also saw something at the bottom of the tank swaying, blue and like a ghost. When I looked closely, I realized that it was a small shrimp with an almost transparent body.

It is not easy to raise fish in the open air, and there are many magpies and herons in the city, and they often come to steal food. How lucky do these nine fish have to be to keep their formation all the time?

"You're bothered with this tank of fish." Originally, he came to please the girl, but he didn't expect that someone else would raise it for him in the end.

"Hands up." Sun Poria brushed away the hair in front of her eyes, and the wine vortex on her cheeks reappeared.

This girl stood in the soft light of April and smiled lightly, although she was clothed with hairpins, but she compared to the flowers that bloomed in the courtyard.

She lowered her head to feed the fish, which was just in harmony with the pot of weeping white flowers, like black hair stained with the first snow, finely cut.

He Lingchuan looked at it and felt that the beauty of the world was nothing more than that, and it was all hidden in his palm-sized courtyard.

Sun Fuling looked at him sideways, and her apricot eyes were full of smiles: "What are you looking at?"

"This flower is beautiful, and the fish love to eat it." He Lingchuan hurriedly pointed to the pot of weeping plants, "What is it called?"

The filaments were about to hang down to the water, and one goldfish couldn't eat enough bloodworms, so they simply jumped out of the water and bit the petals to eat.

"Silky Jasmine." Sun Lingling sorted it out easily

"I bought it from a foreign merchant. It is said to be a specialty of the eastern part of the country of Siro, and it does not grow on the Chipa Plateau. 「

After feeding the fish and washing their hands, the two sat down to eat and drink.

He Lingchuan took out the Poria cake, and now the staple food is also available.

When he talked about the Guluo tree that suddenly appeared at the south gate, Sun Lingqi said, "Did it really grow in a few days? I'll take a look tomorrow. Guluo trees are rare, where do the seedlings come from? 「

"You know Gu Luoshu?"

"I also know a thing or two about the strange things in the world. Isn't this the legendary undersea wood that can inhabit ghosts? "Sun Fuling picked up a hoof with two fingers and gnawed it, and he didn't shy away from losing his honor at all." The eldest demon king in the Bega Kingdom, the Treasure Tree King, is also a Guluo tree."

Could the spirit seed come from the Treasure Tree King? He Lingchuan asked her, "I heard that the territory of the Treasure Tree King is the most peaceful demon kingdom in Bega, and there are few wars."

"I haven't changed the demon king, and it's always the old tree that is in power, isn't that it?" Sun Ling shrugged her shoulders, "Don't talk about other demon kingdoms, even Lingxu City has changed a monarch."

"Bega has established a kingdom of six hundred ...... No, more than four hundred years. "It's so dangerous, I almost forgot that the Panlong calendar is different from reality, and the history of the Bega Kingdom at this time is only more than 400 years," I have found relevant history books in Wenxuan Pavilion, and they all commented that its country is chaotic but not falling. What do you think?"

The person in front of me who has studied the history of the country and asked more questions can save the effort of burying his head in the search for books. After all, his time in dreams is precious.

He Lingchuan poured wine for Sun Fuzi very diligently, and the latter raised his glass and drank it all, exhaling lightly, and sure enough, it carried the fragrance of apricot blossoms.

"A large piece of territory like Bega was formerly known as a dozen human kingdoms, with two small demon kingdoms in between. These two demon kingdoms, one was destroyed by the human kingdom, and the other felt that the luck of the human race was too strong, and the demon race was a plate of scattered sand, which could not be matched with it, so they threw themselves into the arms of the gods, used the power of the gods to unite a group of big demons, and began to turn defeat into victory, little by little, country by country, encroaching on the territory of mankind."

"Its success has attracted more demon clans to take refuge, and the war against the human kingdom has become more and more powerful. This process lasted only a little more than thirty years. When the last human kingdom disappeared there, the Bega Demon Kingdom appeared, and the founding king was the first Demon Emperor. He lavishly rewarded his heroes and gave his vast territory to twelve decorated demon kings, allowing them to establish their own vassal states. The Northern Demon Kingdom has been established since then. 「