Ling Qi thought of that peerless guy with a sword, shook his head and removed her from the list of suspects, with that person's temperament, this kind of thing is estimated to be bought directly, rather than going around and down.

After calculating for a long time, in the end, only a young man who vomited blood pretended to be dead and fainted in the arms of the saint, and the senior sister on the side was helpless for a while, held her forehead and whispered a few words, pushed open the door and walked out. Ling Qi felt that he was lying on a soft mass, feeling the trick that Senior Sister had pinched for him when she was leaving, he sighed in his heart and closed his eyes and entered the dream world.

It's just that this time the dream is much more lively than before, looking at the two girls who are making a fuss next to them, and the little fat man who is holding his forehead and saying sorry to himself. Looking at the girl beside him who was dressed in a slightly disobedient outfit, Ling Qi asked tentatively, "Yingying?" ”

"That's why I don't want to come here." The girl leaned on the chair with her forehead, looked at the tall woman with a smug face on the opposite side and took a deep breath, and sat provocatively into Ling Qi's arms.

Ling Qi felt the warmth and softness in his arms, his hands were a little unsure of where to put them, seeing the warning eyes of the senior sister opposite, the young man sighed helplessly, reached out and grabbed the ear of the girl in his arms, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Yingying, it is difficult for us to discuss serious matters like you!" ”

The girl raised her eyes and looked at Ling Qi, grabbed Ling Qi's hands with some annoyance, wrapped the two hands around her waist, and felt the compromise of the young man behind her, then nodded with satisfaction, found a comfortable angle and squinted and half lay down.

Ling Qi knew that he would not want to persuade this little aunt and grandmother for a while, so he gestured to the little fat man on the side, stretched out his hand in the air to draw out the current arrangements of several people in his dream, coughed and said, "I haven't asked for advice yet......"

"Money is in abundance." The little fat man replied, not caring about the tossing of the girl in Ling Qi's arms, but made Ling Qi, who felt that he was thick-skinned, a little embarrassed, and pinched the arm of the little fox in his arms to signal not to move, but only got a pair of white eyes.

The frolic between Ling Qi and the Holy Maiden made the senior sister on the opposite side feel a little like laughing, but thinking of what happened when she entered the city, she coughed a few times and asked softly, "Little fat man, is your Qian family a feud with any family?" ”

"There are too many people offended by the Qian family." Qian Wujian shook his head and spread his hands helplessly, paused and continued to explain: "The Qian family is heavy on trading, and the battle of Shangjia often offends some people inadvertently, especially the Qian family has also gained some benefits from the ancient battlefield over the years, I am afraid that some people wish that my Qian family would die now." ”

"The eight families of Guanjiang say that they have something to do with the demon clan, but every time they check the classics, they say vaguely, do you have any relevant records in the Qian family?" Ling Qi was embarrassed to mention the Jiang family's affairs, and he always felt in his heart that if he really pulled the Jiang family in, he was afraid that it would be in line with some people's wishes.

Without waiting for the little fat man to answer, the little fox in Ling Qi's arms leaned on the young man and explained softly: "Jiang is a generation of demon saints of our demon clan, but Jiang finally chose to transform into a human, which can be regarded as breaking away from our demon clan." As for those eight families, they were just a springboard for the connection between Jiang and the human race at that time. ”

Ling Qi wasn't too surprised, he actually had already expected this kind of possibility, but really hearing it with his own ears still made Ling Qi a little frightened. The immortal is unspeakable, and the little fox can say it openly, which means that this saint has actually given up the title of Jiang a long time ago, is it because he has taken off the identity of the demon clan or has another hidden secret, I am afraid that I can't ask the reason today, looking at the girl who opened her mouth and looked at her in her arms, Ling Qi rubbed her head, picked up a candy from the table and threw it into the saint's mouth.

The little fox's answer was just an episode, Ling Qi coughed and pulled the topic back: "What is the historical reputation of Wanbao Pavilion?" ”

"The Qian family has cooperated with Wanbaoge, but they are all leftover business, and they don't know much about it." The little fat man's answer was reasonable, if this guy really knew what Wanbao Pavilion was thinking, I am afraid that he would not invite himself here to discuss how to break the situation.

"The Demon Clan has cooperated a lot with Wanbao Pavilion in recent years, but why should I tell ......" The Holy Maiden pursed her mouth and stared at the young man behind her with a flushed face as soon as she said her words, Ling Qi just took out a hand towel and wiped a little vermilion color on the corner of her mouth, and softly reassured: "Yingying, don't be angry, okay?" ”

"You beat her up to make me angry." The girl's hand pointed to the tall woman who was holding a plate of fruit on the opposite side, looking at the senior sister's eyes full of ridicule, Ling Qi could only smile bitterly a few times and persuaded softly: "I can't beat her, and why should you care about this kind of thing." Looking at the unconvincing in the girl's eyes, Ling Qi paused and bit his ear and said, "I like you no matter what you look like." ”

The little fat man on the side watched Ling Qi's words directly sink the Holy Maiden in his arms, and the little fox curled up in Ling Qi's arms, the tips of his ears were red as if dripping blood, and he quietly extended his thumb. Ling Qi just smiled bitterly a few times, put his right hand on the little fox's back to soothe him a few times, and said softly: "What the Holy Maiden means is that Wanbao Pavilion is a business after all, and she doesn't really want to turn this auction into a bloody storm, so I'm a little curious, how much money did you bring to the auction?" ”

The little fat man scratched the back of his head, glanced at the two Nizi who were still frolicking not far away, remembered the warning of the ancestor behind the door, and sighed: "I don't have much money on me, but it's easy to really want to get a sum of money from here." ”

"You won't want me to help you take care of any store, then I won't accompany you." Ling Qi thought of the so-called third-party service industry in the world over there, what kind of customer is God, I sell things with a stink, where are there so many twists and turns.

"Don't worry, I won't let Brother Ling do this." The little fat man's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, he took out a few invitations from his arms, looked at Ling Qi's somewhat puzzled eyes, put a few invitations on the table, and explained softly: "I sent the invitations from these families, and I deposited a fake object in my hand in Wanbao Pavilion as an auction item, as long as you make a few shots in the name of Taishang, these guys who don't dare to take risks will naturally follow." And they can't tell if it's fake when they hold it in their hands. The little fat man's eyes flashed with golden light, which made Ling Qi a little difficult to resist for a while, and Ling Qi also knew in his heart that this was already a means of making a profit, but if he really raised the price, the Qian family would be marked with the mark of Taishang, and as a disciple, he didn't seem to have the authority to do this!

Ling Qi looked at the anticipation and excitement in the little fat man's eyes, and didn't know how to refuse, but the little fox in his arms stretched out a hand and helped Ling Qi stretch out his hand and promised: "I can borrow the name of my demon clan, but I want fifty percent of the remuneration afterwards, how about it?" ”

Ling Qi knew that he was a commercial waste, so he simply ignored the little fat man's somewhat hesitant face, picked up a fruit from the plate handed over by the senior sister and threw it into his mouth. It's not that Ling Qi doesn't understand, it's just that as a chivalrous and well-intentioned modern five-good young man, he is really a little uninterested in business on this occasion.

"Little junior brother, you owe the demon clan a big favor like this today, what will you do when the demon clan wants you to stand with the human race in the future?" Listening to the senior sister's somewhat joking transmission, Ling Qi pinched a trick and threw this transmission to the little fox in his arms.

Looking at the somewhat scrutinizing eyes of the girl in his arms, Ling Qi coughed and said: "Since you have seen my memory, you naturally know that in my eyes, these are not places where there should be a ravine, I think that Jiang should have been forced to do this by the prejudice of your demon clan!"

Ling Qi's words made the girl in his arms finally make concessions, but in the end, Qian Wuqian agreed, and in the future, he would help the demon clan find a few good places to live and help the demon clan take root in the world.

Ling Qi looked at the scene where he finally ended the sky-high bargain, looked at the tall woman opposite with a little smugness, got the other party's disdainful eyes, and smiled helplessly a few times and sat up again.

"Money is incomplete, can you tell me how you got that stand-in of yours?" Ling Qi's question made the little fat man a little stunned for a while, and then he came back to his senses and looked at the other party's eyes full of expectation, scratched his head and said, "That's the stand-in given to me by the family, not what Brother Ling thinks......"

The little fat man's words made Ling Qi a little lost, and he looked lonely at the two girls who were laughing not far away, but he suddenly felt a little strange in his heart, and asked softly, "Why did you get the names of the eight families of Guanjiang so casually?" ”

Before the little fat man could explain, a girl with full anger rushed in front of Ling Qi, which made the young man really startled, and before he could explain that he didn't look down on their names, he heard the girl grit her teeth and say: "Senior Ling, do you know that it is very disrespectful to talk about a girl like this, and this name is not what I want to call!" ”

"Ling Qi, numbers have a special meaning in the name of the demon clan, especially the repeated numbers, which are generally called like this by descendants with special bloodlines." The transmission of the holy girl in his arms finally helped Ling Qi to relieve the siege, looking at the aggrieved girl in front of him, Ling Qi glanced at the girl in his arms, and only then did he point out with his right hand when he got a positive look, a sculpture of the sword cultivator girl in front of him was completed, Ling Qi wiped the non-existent sweat and gave this gift over, thinking of Qian Sanqi who was also dumbfounded over there, he sighed helplessly, and turned into a sculpture.

Everyone laughed for a while, Ling Qicai finally woke up from the dream, felt the soft touch behind him, sat up a little reluctantly, looked at the eyes of the saint who greeted him, and said softly: "Then, the game begins." ”