"The young city lord is too worried."

"My senior brother is innocent and innocent, and he doesn't know those twists and turns."

"When he said to send pills, he just sent pills."

"There is absolutely no dislike and misunderstanding of the young city lord."

Song Zhi let out a kind smile, seemingly sincere explanation, but in fact he was detached and polite throughout the whole process.

But this kind of clear rejection and coldness not only did not force Gong Wujun back, but aroused Gong Wujun's desire to challenge, making him want to capture the heart of the beautiful woman even more.

Compared with the docile and considerate nun of the silk flower, she wants to refuse and welcome.

Gong Wujun himself prefers thorny, proudly independent thorn plums.

Therefore, when he recognized that there were two female cultivators in Yue Chafang, who were blessed with qi luck, they were the best choice for him to absorb qi luck.

Gong Wujun did not hesitate to choose this beautiful woman named Song Weaving.

Song Zhisheng's brightness, with spring in the corners of his eyes, is clearly the best appearance for practicing charm.

But she chose to study kendo, and she is an incomprehensible, hard-hearted sword cultivator.

This is really flattering to the blind man.

Gong Wujun sighed lightly in his heart, seeing that Song Zhi's brows were frowning slightly, and undisguised irritability and impatience had already appeared on his pretty face.

He was stunned, and he only felt that he had been greatly offended.

He looks like a fairy and jade bones, and he is loved by everyone, but he is actually disgusted?!

It really deserves to be a dead sword cultivator who is bent on shining his sword and is destined to be lonely and widowed.

*

After realizing this, Gong Wujun didn't say anything.

He got up and took out a small jade plaque and put it on the table, lowered his eyes and whispered to Song Zhi: "Fairy Song, this is the guest token of the Young Master's Mansion. ”

"The fairy is in Lin Immortal City, if you meet someone who doesn't have long eyes, or something unhappy, you can come to me with a token in hand."

"There is no one next to Wujun, but in this small Lin Immortal City, he can say a sentence or two."

The handsome male cultivator smiled, which can be called the fragrance of the country.

With a wave of his sleeve, his figure disappeared in place.

It was only at this time that Zhao Muyang, who was standing stiffly on one side, could be regarded as alive.

He slammed down on the table, his mouth open and gasping for breath.

"Woo, Oriori!"

"That young city lord, he used coercion to control me just now, just now, and he didn't let me speak!"

What a cautious person, such a strong sense of revenge!!

After Zhao Muyang came to his senses, he immediately raised his head to complain to Song Zhi.

Seeing Song Zhi staring at the Young Master's Mansion token on the table, he looked entangled.

Zhao Muyang's heart tightened, he didn't think about it, he stretched out his hand and put the token into his arms.

"Senior sister, although Gong Wujun was born elegant and handsome, he is still a stinky man in essence."

"This token, let's put it here first."

"When we really encounter a problem in Lin Xiancheng, Senior Brother will take it out for you to use."

Well, if he really encounters a problem, he will also find his brothers and sisters first.

It's all mixed cultivation in the real realm, who doesn't have a few backers who can get their hands on it?

Hmph, his brothers and sisters, although they are not familiar with him, they all know their identities, and they are powerful parties.

It's just that the master has an order that he is not allowed to disturb his senior brothers and sisters before she leaves the customs.

Therefore, when he was oppressed and robbed by the Manifestists and foreign monks, he endured it silently and silently.

If something happens to the little junior sister, he must put the junior sister first and is willing to disobey the teacher's instructions.

*

"Okay, I'll listen to my brother."

The tricky token was taken away by Zhao Muyang, and Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Muyang has a small brain, and he probably didn't expect the relationship between Gong Wujun and Danbao Pavilion.

If the people of the Young Lord's Mansion ignore the prestige of the Master Linglong True Monarch, they still come to the door to forcibly buy the Danbao Pavilion.

Then, she had to bite the bullet and go to the young master's mansion.

This Gong Wujun may have learned their identities as early as the moment she and Zhao Muyang entered the store.

It's annoying.

How did she go around and around, she would always consciously or unconsciously bump into Su Zhi's lovers?

What a bad luck!

Glaring at Zhao Muyang, who was also half of Su Zhi's relationship, Song Zhi picked up the teacup and drank the tea.

There was a depression in her heart that needed to be relieved urgently.

"Xiao Er, there is another spiritual tea here!"

Zhao Muyang didn't know that he was also shot while lying down, and he was being angered by Song Zhiqian.

Seeing that Song Zhiniu drank a cup of spiritual tea, he hurriedly greeted Cha Xiaoer happily.

Just when the two of them watched Cha Xiaoer pour tea with bells and whistles, a piercing noise suddenly came from the front desk direction of Yue Tea House.

This movement immediately attracted Song Weaving's attention.

It's really impossible for her to pay attention.

The heroine Su Zhi's delicate and sweet voice is really personal.

In his previous life, he listened so much that Song Zhi had a conditioned reflex.

*

"Senior Sister Yue, when you go out, you should focus on harmony."

"Senior brother Danzong, since the room fee is higher than ours, then the remaining guest room will be given to this senior brother."

"After all, we already have one, enough to live in."

Su Zhi, who was dressed in a white gauze skirt and looked particularly delicate and beautiful, pulled a tall female cultivator in a red dress and persuaded in a timid tone.

Her empathy, generosity and decency won the praise of the two Danzong male cultivators, but it made the person concerned, Yue Xiu'er, explode.

"Not? Senior Sister Su! Why do you elbow out! ”

"The rest of the room, why do you have to give it to the people of the Dan Sect?"

"We came to register first, and we also paid for the house."

"It's already decided, just because this person is from Danzong, just because he paid a higher price for the room, you will make a claim and give him the room??"

"I just want to ask, why?"

"Is it my Hanyuan Sect that can't compare to their Dan Sect? Or can't I Yue Xiu'er afford a higher house price?! ”

*

Speaking of this, Yue Xiu'er was furious.

The reason for the incident was that a group of four of them, hurrying slowly, finally entered Lin Immortal City today.

Because his brother Yue Hua said that there is a mechanism in the Great Power Relic Mansion that he is going to, and the aura is thin.

Therefore, they unanimously decided to go to Lin Xiancheng to buy supplies first.

After the things were purchased, Senior Brother Markham Tan of Xingfeng decided to set off for the Relic Mansion.

Yue Xiu'er has had a crush on Markham for many years, so naturally she has no opinion on Markham's decision.

Who knew that along the way, Su Zhi, the junior sister of Han Jianfeng, who had always behaved remarkably, suddenly said that she was tired and wanted to find an inn to rest for one night, and by the way, she would inquire about some news.

Markham Tan didn't object, and Yue Xiu'er didn't speak.

But they asked four or five inns, and they all said that the rooms were full, and they asked them to find another place.

Finally, after they entered the largest Yue Tea House in Lin Xian City, they were finally told that there were still the last two rooms left.

Because it is a Sky-level room, the room rate is higher than that of a regular room.

Yue Xiu'er herself was born in the Imperial Beast Peak, and her family was also in the business of demon beasts.

The spirit stones in the storage bag are full, and they are not afraid at all, even if they auction out a sum of spirit stones, they ask the shopkeeper to do a good job of registration.

But at this moment, two male cultivators wearing Danzong disciple uniforms squeezed over.

One of them, a male cultivator in the foundation building period with triangular hanging eyes, snapped out a storage bag, and said that it contained six thousand spirit stones.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the inner disciple token of Danzong, and strongly asked the shopkeeper of Yue Tea House to register another room with him.

The arrogant and arrogant head almost knocked Yue Xiu'er down.

The most excessive thing is that the shopkeeper of Yue Tea House, known as the first inn in Lin Xian City, faced this person's house-grabbing behavior.

Not only did he not stop it, but he even accepted the storage bag casually in front of them, and then with a twist of his pen, he registered the other room with the male cultivator of Danzong.

As the inner disciple of Han Yuan Sect, the head of the Six Sects, it was the first time that Yue Xiu'er had encountered this kind of injustice that ignored her identity.

She was already a rude character, and she couldn't help but argue with the shopkeeper and the Danxiu male cultivator who was sideways.