Some people are broad-minded and can fit the whole world, while others are narrow-minded and can only fit themselves.

Xu Yuan has never thought of the former, nor does he think that he is the latter, his heart is not big or small, and he can just fit the important people around him.

He's just an ordinary person.

If you can repay kindness with kindness, you can repay with revenge, and if you don't repay with kindness, it's almost the same.

If you abandon the perspective of God who knows that the world is destined for chaos, Xu Xinyao's behavior may be understandable to Xu Yuan.

Her words are not just words, she has been living her words and working hard for them.

But her final choice is indeed revenge.

If at the end of the plot, when his father and brothers all died, Xu Xinyao could simply choose to cut himself off to repay his kindness, then Xu Yuan's indifference and even disgust for this character accumulated in the previous plot would probably disappear.

But she didn't.

While feeling guilty, he lived with Xin Fu, who was reunited with the protagonist of the plot.

Because of this, so disgusted.

...

...

"The third son... The third son? Three sons! ”

“.......”

The voice from beside him made Xu Yuan slowly come back to his senses from his thoughts, and he looked sideways, but saw Zhou Chen looking at him with a smile:

"You don't seem to look good... Are you thinking about what just happened? ”

When the eldest son left, he specially instructed them to pay attention to the third son.

The third son, who was originally tyrannical, had an ugly face because he killed an offending person, and this news is quite thought-provoking.

"What just happened?"

Xu Yuan glanced at him, but happened to see several nursing homes carrying a stretcher with a white cloth out of the wing, and they didn't forget to look at him with a cower as they walked.

Xue Yong seemed to be dead.

Although he did not give the death order, the death of the other party was also expected.

The first time I ordered to kill, I was really uncomfortable.

However, Xu Yuan just shook his head lightly:

"Sort of, you mentioned that slut and reminded me of something from the past."

After that, he didn't explain much, and set his eyes on the young lady on the stage in the lobby.

While he was stunned, the people dancing on it had changed.

Replaced by a pair of beautiful twin ladies, their faces are very similar.

Perhaps because of the art design of "Cangyuan", the ancient costumes of this world have the style of the previous life.

The two daughters are both pink wraps, slit long skirts, slender waists and jade legs, and long sleeves fluttering.

Just the right amount of seduction.

Zhou Chen saw Xu Yuan's gaze, and suddenly smiled:

"Third son, have you recuperated your body?"

"Hmm." Xu Yuan did not deny it.

According to the degree of hidden organ disease he had perceived before, Xu Yuan originally thought that he would have to slowly recuperate for at least a year and a half, but it only took less than a month.

It may be because of the Blood Yuan Heart Death, or it may be because of his current physique.

Zhou Chen grinned when he heard this, approached a little with a wine gourd, and lowered his voice:

"Third son, the two sisters Ziye and Zihua will meet, I watch them dance here every day, my sister's waist, my sister's legs, tsk... Although a bit more expensive, it is definitely worth the money. ”

"Or, Third Prince, will you order them?"

“.......”

Xu Yuan stared at Zhou Chen in front of him a little speechlessly.

Self-cooked is self-cooked, but this big master is too down-to-earth.

The top floor of this drunken fairy building, once it is contracted, it will bring a lot of maids and young ladies with beautiful faces, and it is indeed possible to call the red ladies in the wings below.

But to call these red people in the wing room to come up, you need to calculate the money separately.

And just like the depictions in those conventional novels, these red people with their own wings on the ninth to eleventh floors have a certain degree of independent choice, and the Drunken Immortal Mansion will also give priority to respecting their own wishes.

However, because of Xu Yuan's identity, their wishes are a little dispensable.

Ordinary sons and daughters can also do this, but most of them will not choose this way because of their reputation.

But does his reputation still need to be defeated?

Not to mention the Red Bustards, even the Qing Qi people who lived on the twelfth floor, even the old bustard who still had the charm to come up to sleep by himself was not negotiable.

It's nothing more than adding money.

It's good to steal more calligraphy, painting and antiques at home and buy them, and the worst thing is that the study at home still has a pile of manuscripts left by his cheap dad when he used to practice calligraphy.

The handwriting of the prime minister's manuscript is hard currency in the calligraphy circle, and it is rare for those wealthy merchants and officials who are vassals and elegant to do so.

With a smile, Xu Yuan sighed lightly:

"Mr. Zhou, I said it all, I don't want to be a fellow believer with you."

Zhou Chen was obviously a little disappointed, smashed his mouth, and muttered in a low voice:

"If I don't be a fellow believer, I can't go through the back door..."

"........" Xu Yuan.

Seeing the corners of Xu Yuan's slightly twitching eyes, Zhou Chen coughed lightly, his eyes were frivolous, and he smiled:

"Ahem, third son, you won't have to be close to women in the future, and you will do penance, right? It's not like you~"

"Penance?"

Xu Yuan muttered softly, then stared at his palm, did not answer, but asked softly:

"Mr. Zhou, can I ask about your cultivation talent?"

"Huh?"

Zhou Chen didn't seem to expect Xu Yuan to suddenly ask him about this, and after a pause, he still replied:

"Of the one hundred and twenty-seven meridians, I was born with ninety-six, and the strength of my soul is also superior."

Saying,

He stroked his stubble and grinned:

"I guess he's a genius."

"In this way, Mr. Zhou is indeed a genius."

"Hehe, it's okay." Zhou Chen waved his hand and said with a smile.

Xu Yuan didn't laugh, and after praising it softly, he stared at Zhou Chen's smiling face and suddenly asked:

"Since you dare to say that you are a genius, then Mr. Zhou's current cultivation still has an inch of progress?"

"......." Zhou Chen.

Look at each other, be silent.

If Zhou Chen really fell into a bottleneck and couldn't make an inch of cultivation, then Xu Yuan's words would already be a naked mockery.

“.......”

And sure enough, Xu Yuan's words made the smile on Zhou Chen's face gradually stiffen, and then disappeared.

Obviously,

Zhou Chen's cultivation was indeed stuck by the bottleneck, and he had been troubled by it for a long time.

Zhou Chen's originally lazy eyes gradually became a little meaningful because of the ridicule of the three sons.

Xu Yuan's eyes turned cold a little and looked at him.

After looking at each other for a long time, Xu Yuancai said:

"Zhou Chen, you don't have to look at me like this, if you can get this far, you will naturally not be an idle person, but now you are so wanton and indulgent all day long, it is not difficult to launch the fact that you can't get through the bottleneck."

Xu Yuan called Zhou Chen's name for the first time.

And with the words,

Xu Yuan's narrow eyes narrowed little by little:

"I stayed with Ran Qingmo for more than two months, and she was cultivating all the time."

"Zhou Chen, I'm curious."

Xu Yuan's eyes showed just the right hint of irony called curiosity:

"If you can cultivate without bottlenecks like Ran Qingmo, will you still be as wanton as you are now?"

Words fall,

Zhou Chen understood what Xu Yuan meant and fell silent.

The hustle and bustle of the hall, the cold silence of the top floor.

Xu Yuan stared at Zhou Chen's eyes and paused word by word:

"Zhou Chen, answer me."

“.......”

Zhou Chen's eyes flickered for a moment, lowered his eyes, and bowed slightly to his fists:

"Third son, Fang Cai is offended."