The days suddenly became dull, Weng Ran was cultivating every day, occasionally sending some spiritual juice to the third peak, and then making some extra snacks for Mimi, as for Gu Qingcheng, the number of times the two of them met was only a handful.

And every time we meet, it's just a nod of the head.

Si Nanyin didn't summon her again, and he didn't mention the matter of the defensive treasure again, the seventh peak counted her as a total of four people, and all of a sudden, two people were estranged from her, Weng Ran understood that the reason was herself.

Therefore, she accepted it very indifferently, at least that's how she persuaded herself.

With such diligent cultivation, the level has also changed from the early stage of deformation to the middle stage of devastation.

During this period, Weng Ran had one more thing to look forward to, that is, every morning, the news that resounded through the Wu Pavilion and the morning and dusk was really interesting.

Today I woke up on time again, waiting.

"What's New......"

Weng Ran, who was lying on the bed and didn't get up, heard this beginning, and the corners of his mouth were already slightly raised.

"Haoyang Hall has found out the reason for the loss of countless poultry in Burmese Mountain, it is the nearby demon cultivator for some kind of ritual, because of the lack of money, so he thought of this method, after coordination, after the spring for the people to go to the field as compensation, the two sides reached a settlement.

Because of Weng Fan's scolding war, it became more and more hot, and the shouts of victory were the highest among Weng Fan and the Kanyu family, and it caused countless gambling games, among which Weng Fan's admirer Drawing Water Hanying and Drawing Water Disappearing Admirer Meng Huangliang's gambling game was the most eye-catching.

Drawing water without a trace, if Weng Fan loses, she will shave her head for three hundred years!

Dream Huangliang's bet is that if the boy loses, he will disguise himself as a woman for 300 years!

Tsk~"

Chao Du couldn't help but speak, the young people now are really ruthless~ touched his smooth and tight face, this is not old, and sincerely wishes him two to live for three hundred years.

Looking at the small book in his hand, he continued to read: "There was a tragedy in Guzhou, a family of sixteen, none of them survived, and there was no cultivator in this family.

It is rumored that there is a heavy treasure to be born in Dragon City, and many people are rushing to it, and the pavilion is interested in grasping it. ”

Weng Ran got out of bed while listening to her babbling,

The ownerless treasure can't be grabbed by yourself, and the competition on the fair mountain is about to start in a month and a half, do you want to make up for this excitement?

"The last thing, the participants of the competition of Fair Mountain, go to the recording hall to register, this time it will be led by the third peak master. ”

Weng Ran's neck "creaked", and he sneered wordlessly, this is God has to participate by himself.

Without hesitation, she went to the recording hall, reported her name, and then nested back in her room, just sitting motionless, expressionless, gloomy, she was thinking, thinking about how to kill Wang Peng in this line!

The light sank, and in the dark room, only her eyes were bright, and as her eyes closed, the whole room was completely dark.

The next day, she welcomed an unexpected guest.

Weng Ran looked at Lao Youjun with a curious face, looked around, and his face was rounded a little again, "Why did you come to the Martial Pavilion?"

"You're too ...... in this room It's so lifeless!"

Lao Youjun wrinkled his little face, this house really didn't look like a person at all, and she was a little uncomfortable when asked to sit on the chair, for fear that she would sit on the chair crookedly and destroy this place, but it was snowing heavily outside~

"I'm here to bring you something. Lao Youjun said, and with a shake of his hand, a thick pile of gauze towels was spread on the table, almost overwhelming the table.

"What color, what fabric, what style and pattern are here, the second senior brother has broken more than 30 needles and pricked more than 100 times, but it really took a lot of effort. "The whole book

Lao and Jun held the scarf on the table while talking, displaying them one by one, from flowers to birds and beasts, from spring rain to Yanxia, Weng Ran was dazzled and speechless for a while.

Lao and Jun were almost wrapped tightly in a gauze scarf, raised their hands and pressed down, a pair of eyes aimed at Weng Ran's neck, and the scar was eye-catching, only then did they notice, "Why don't you wear a scarf?"

"Nope!"

Weng Ran replied very quickly, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "I am reluctant, I am afraid that I will wear it." ”

Lao Youjun said "Hi", pulled out a scarf that matched the color of Weng Ran's clothes, and hung it around Weng Ran's neck, "You wear it hard this time, and I'll give it to you again in the coming year." ”

A pair of hands dexterously tied the scarf into a bow, looked at it appreciatively, smiled and bent his eyes, "good-looking~"

Weng Ran's appearance was a little embarrassed, she was really not good at dealing with other people's good to her, since she came back, she hadn't thought of Lao Youjun at all, let alone the other party's promise, as for the scarf, she just felt that it was troublesome to wear it every day.

"Thank you. ”

"What's polite, I promise you~"

Weng Ran looked at those scarves, "Then I'll take it, did you come here for this?"

Lao Youjun handed those on his body to Weng Ran and nodded, "Sort of, I'm here with Master Kong Ling, but I begged for a long time before I agreed to take mine." Then his expression changed and he looked at Weng Ran with a smile, "However, thanks to your reason, I have the opportunity to come out for a walk, otherwise I would not have gone crazy~"

She pouted and sighed.

Weng Ran put away all the scarves and listened to her, "Lemen, is the entry and exit very strict?"

Lao Youjun shook his head, his mouth pursed higher, and then he deflated back a little, and his face immediately hung a layer of sorrow, "It wasn't before, but it was a bamboo order...... Bamboo flute, our Lemen is now on the cusp. ”

She bowed her head sullenly and shook the ends of her braided hair.

A hand suddenly fell on his head, and he rubbed it very gently, Lao Youjun looked up at Weng Ran, and the other party smiled, "It's okay, it's going to pass." ”

"Well, it's almost time, I should go back, otherwise Lord Kong Ling should miss me again~"

"So rushed. ”

"It's not~" Lao Youjun stood up and carefully glanced at the position of the chair, it was very good, it was not crooked, and then he said aggrievedly: "In order to send you a scarf, I didn't take this time to see Senior Brother Ji." ”

Weng Ran wanted to say, don't see you, you're still a child.

"Thank you, I will compensate you again for the opportunity. ”

Lao and Jun snapped their fingers handsomely and winked at Weng Ran, "Since you have spoken, now I will give you a chance!"

Weng Ran was stunned and watched her take out a sachet and a letter, "Senior Brother Ji opened it personally." ”

"Give these two things to Senior Brother Ji for me. ”

Weng Ran looked at her, and then at those two things, seriously suspecting that she was intentional, because she didn't have the courage to send it herself!

The hands shook eagerly.

Weng Ran took it stubbornly, "You are a novelty, there are few ducks embroidered on the sachet." ”

"That's a mandarin duck. ”

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