Steward Zhao smiled a little embarrassedly, and glanced at Qiu Xianfeng in the room, but Qiu Xianfeng didn't look at him, lowered his eyebrows and didn't know what he was thinking.

Steward Zhao couldn't, so he could only respond in a low voice.

"We don't want to lose the goods, it's a bit complicated......"

"Complex? How complicated? Qiu Xianfeng came to talk to us. ”

Su Qi'an found a place to sit down in the house, and instead of looking at Steward Zhao, his eyes fell on Qiu Xianfeng, who had been speechless.

Qiu Fengfeng was looking at his nose and nose at this time, and the quarrel with Steward Zhao just now was not small.

Qiu is a middle-aged woman's image, her appearance is quite weekly, some fortune, cultivation during the foundation building period, her hair is a little messy, you can see that Qiu has not been good in the past few days.

Asked by Su Qi'an on his face, Qiu Xianfeng stood up, first respectfully made a junior salute to Su Qi'an, and then replied hoarsely and pretending to be casual.

"The younger generation has made a mistake in this matter, and please punish the immortals."

"You've got to tell me what's going on."

Qiu Xianfeng bent over and stood there speechless for a long time, and Steward Zhao was anxious, so he suddenly interjected.

"This matter ......"

Sun Yunmeng's eyes swept over, and Steward Zhao's face turned pale, and the words he was about to explain were choked in his mouth.

This Zhao Guan is not a monk, but a mortal with a spiritual root, and a person with a spiritual root is not a good person, and he is not motivated, and he has worked hard all his life without attracting qi into his body, and now he is a little old.

After being frightened, Steward Zhao subconsciously hid behind Qiu Xianfeng, and his subconscious reaction was also interesting.

"Qiu worship, there are rules in my cabinet, and the same subordinates and subordinates cannot have personal feelings."

Su Qi'an nodded with a smile, but he didn't want Qiu Xianfeng to refute it immediately, which made the smile on Su Qi'an's face disappear a little.

For a while, the atmosphere in this room became a little anxious, and in the end, Steward Zhao couldn't stand the atmosphere, and stretched out his hand to pull Qiu to worship.

Qiu Xianfeng shook off Steward Zhao's hand in disgust, but this kind of action eased Su Qi'an's expression.

"Qiu Xian, what the hell is going on."

Qiu Xianfeng gritted his teeth, and finally opened his mouth in a dumb voice.

When Qiu Xianfeng and Su Qi'an confessed, Mo You's side was preparing to refine the second furnace.

After the furnace was preheated, Mo You was about to throw materials inside, but there was a knock on the door of this Dan room.

The sound insulation in the Dan room is very good, and the knock on the door is not loud, Mo You hesitated for a moment and still opened the prohibition of the Dan room.

The door of the Dan room was pushed open, and the Dan incense in the Dan room floated out, and the peony with the pastry and tea in his hand took an irrepressible deep breath, and then the gaze that looked at Mo You became hot.

"Little fairy, I brought some snacks and tea, but do you want to use some?"

Mo You's gaze paused on the tray she was holding, and then nodded.

"Put things down."

Peony stepped into the Dan room with crooked eyebrows, and the door of the Dan room slowly closed behind her.

Mo You looked directly at Peony, but Peony came to Mo You step by step, and then put the tray in front of Mo You.

"The dim sum in our building is a must, and the little fairy wants to try it."

“……”

"The little immortal can do alchemy at such a young age, and the quality is still good, such a talent is really enviable, like me, who has no talent but no resources, he may still be a mortal for the rest of his life."

Peony's eyes were bright, and Mo You saw paranoia in them.

"Little Immortal Master, let's try the dim sum, the dim sum in our building is a must."

"Peony, you're in the devil."

Peony was stunned, reached out and touched her white and tender face, and the tender touch made Peony bend her eyebrows again.

"What kind of demon, little immortal master, I don't understand what you're talking about. Isn't the little immortal master hungry? This snack is especially delicious. ”

Peony picked up the plate of snacks on the tray, held it and leaned it in front of Mo You.

"Little Immortal, try it, this is really delicious."

The plate was almost on Mo You's face, but she just looked at the peony lightly, and said after a long while.

"To practice and cultivate your mind, you should learn to let go."

Peony stared at Mo You, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared.

"What do you know, what do you know as a cultivation genius!"

The peony approached, and the plate containing the pastry was against Mo You's face, so close, Mo You's demeanor was still very calm.

"Do you know how much effort it took me to get my breath in? Do you know how much I paid to get that little bit of resources? You don't know anything, you're telling me to learn to let go?! ”

The pastry plate was knocked over by the peony, and she reached out to pinch Mo You's neck, but this time she was dodged by Mo You.

Peony missed the blow and wanted to continue, but he was entangled in a golden silk thread and couldn't move his hands and feet at all!

Mo You pinched the trick in her hand, and the other end of the golden silk thread was pinched in her hand, Mo You looked at the peony with a hidden madness, and didn't know what to say.

"What do you know? What do you know! You don't know anything!! After the peony roared, there was a thick sadness on her face, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were dyed with some pain, and her voice became delicate.

"You've hurt me, little immortal, you've hurt me......"

She lowered her eyebrows, as if she was really crying, but there was a strong jealousy in her eyes when she looked at Mo You from the bottom.

"Little Immortal, you hurt me, the peony hurts, the peony hurts, the little immortal master put the peony okay~"

Mo You's fingers pinching the golden silk thread hooked it, wrapping the golden silk thread around her middle finger, and then she stretched out the hand wrapped with the golden silk thread and gently stroked the white beauty face of the peony.

Peony rubbed her cheek on Mo You's chubby little hand like a kitten and a puppy, her posture was extremely humble and flattering, but her eyes staring at Mo You seemed to be quenched with poison.

"Little Immortal Master, it hurts me, Peony hurts, it's okay for you to let go of Peony, Peony will serve the Immortal Master well, and Peony will be very obedient......"

Mo You's fingers found a certain point on Peony's face, and the tip of his index finger slid lightly on it, and a shallow fine line scratched on Peony's white and tender face, forming a short array.

Mo You pinched the face that was upturned because of the short array, and effortlessly tore off the beautiful face of Peony.

Under this beautiful face, there is still a face!

Peony, who was caught in the magic barrier, didn't feel that her face was torn, she still stared at Mo You, and the voice in her mouth became more and more coquettish, but such a beauty's face under the skin was staggered and bulging, as if there was a nematode under the skin.