Li Jingqing, who never expected this to be the case, completely lost his mind.

She was not mistaken, although the man was holding in his hand, although it was a little smaller, the foreign body emanating from between the claws and feet was indeed a genuine Mahayana cultivation.

Fang Aotian held the eight-legged polya, deliberately shook it in front of the woman, and said with a smile: "Say to show Miss Li a baby, my son will definitely have to fulfill his promise, Miss Li, haven't you seen it?" ”

With that, Fang Aotian pulled a chair and placed the foreign object in his hand flat on it.

Suffering a blow from Yuanying Xiu, the unharmed eight-legged polyo shook its limbs, and a "squeak" metallic sound was heard.

Fang Aotian clapped his hands and sat there by himself, waiting for the pretty woman in front of him to reply to him.

He originally thought that taking this eight-clawed golden guard down the mountain was to protect his thoughtfulness as a young man, but now it seems that he helped himself solve the safety first.

In fact, Fang Aotian has always wondered where this Fang Cheng came from with an eight-clawed golden guard of Mahayana cultivation as a backup means, and looking at him like that, it is estimated that he is still kept in the dark, and he has no idea that such an existence exists.

Could it be that the two immortals deliberately smelted it? Fang Aotian pursed his lips, as if this was the only way to convince himself.

No longer thinking about it, Fang Aotian looked at Li Jingqing, and said first: "Miss Li, don't worry, what about my son, be generous, if you want my life, I won't want your life, after all, we were a joy just now, and my son still thinks so warm." ”

If he was pardoned, Li Jingqing took a deep breath, and turned into a spoiled woman again, "Gongzi is really scared to death of the slave family, what kind of treasure I was at that time, it was really powerful, but..."

The woman looked at the eight-legged polyo on the chair, smiled and lowered her eyebrows, meaning something, "It's a little smaller." ”

Fang Aotian nodded without emotion, and didn't think about anything else.

Li Jingjing smiled and said: "Why, now that the son has turned over, he doesn't recognize the slave family, you see the slave family's clothes, but it hasn't faded yet." ”

After that, the woman picked up half of her jade fingers, easily pulled down her tulle clothes, revealing only her snow-white fragrant shoulders, and hooked her fingers around the pretty man in front of her, and smiled and motioned for him to do the rest of the Fengyue in person.

Li Jingqing has his own abacus, since he can't be strangled head-on, it is better to trick the man into bed, and Huayue will be in the dark, and he can still go back to make a difference, not to mention, if he really does something unsightly with this man, then this man's cultivation is different from that of ordinary people, but it is all his own, even if he returns to Nanzi Mansion in the future, he will not fall behind in the elders.

Fang Aotian smiled and said: "I drank three cups of tea, the girl really thinks that I am the innkeeper, and I can't walk when I see the beauty?"

Li Jingqing disagreed, and complained: "The food and color side is a gentleman, and the son is a talent, so why not be a good day." ”

After that, Li Jingqing took a step forward and approached Fang Aotian.

Seeing this, Fang Aotian looked at Li Jingqing with a panicked expression, and said quickly: "Miss Li stops, my friend is not very good-tempered, be careful to hurt your body, especially the girl's jade face, don't spend it." ”

To say that what women care about the most is nothing more than the elastic face on their faces, no matter how smelly and beautiful, ordinary people are, as for immortals, nothing more than that.

Li Jingqing was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, for fear that what the man said would come true.

The eight-legged polya, which the man said was bad-tempered, just lay quietly on the chair, a little listless.

Sneaking a glance at Fang Aotian, who was smiling and generous, Li Jingqing's eyes gradually turned cold, "Childe is such a joke, but it will be a big ruin!"

Fang Aotian stopped laughing, breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his voice and said, "I think Miss Li should not bother, and invite a few other fellow students to come to this room together, I will also go back to accompany my little master after finishing my work early." ”

Completely distraught, Zhang He, who had been spying on the movement in the next room, Wei Wen and the others got up one after another and came to Fang Aotian.

Since the appearance of the eight-legged polya, Zhang He has been a little unbreathable, or rather, he has no confidence, in fact, he should have thought that a man with the body of a divine beast could go to the appointment so generously, and his followers would definitely have no fear.

Zhang He was a little remorseful, different from the selfishness that Li Jingqing thought, he felt that this matter should not have been rushed to be arbitrary, even if it was a short-term discussion, it would not have been such an anti-guest thing today.

When Wei Wen closed the door, Zhang He took the lead in holding his fists and said, "Zhang He, the elder of Nanzi Mansion, I am fortunate to have met Gongzi. ”

Fang Aotian yawned, put on a tricky posture, grabbed the eight-legged polyme and put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I'm lucky, I guess I want to see someone similar to me next time, I don't know what year and month I have to wait." ”

Retracting the number of courtesies, Zhang He smiled and said: "Since Gongzi is a divine beast, how can he recognize a few and unknown foundation building immortal masters, it is better to be like this, Gongzi will go back to Nanzi Mansion with me, and the conditions will be opened by Gongzi! Nanzi Mansion will definitely satisfy Gongzi wherever it can!"

Fang Aotian was stunned for a moment, glanced at Zhang He with sincerity on his face, and his mouth was full of words.

"Hugh wants to spoil my Immortal Dao!"

If this really goes, let's not talk about the contract, just the pursuit and killing of the two immortals is enough for him to drink a pot, and his little cultivation must not be killed into slag by the villager Shangxian who looks at him very unpleasantly.

Thinking of this, Fang Aotian couldn't help but snort again.

A meal full of food, he can still tell the difference.

Zhang He saw that Zhao An was fruitless, and carefully glanced at the eight-legged polyo on the shoulder of the pretty man.

If this eight-legged polyp is still on the chair, Zhang He can dare to do his best to cultivate his strength, and take advantage of the gap between the pretty man and the eight-legged polytech, take the first step to kill Fang Aotian, and then jump out of the window and leave, although it is a Mahayana cultivation, but after all, it is a smelting thing, and his sanity and skills are not as good as ordinary people, Zhang He has the confidence to escape under his pursuit.

But now, he is a little at a loss.

The middle-aged man lowered his gaze, and his face was cloudy.

Fang Aotian stood up and sneered: "If it's okay, I'll go back first, and I have to thank Miss Li for your gentle hospitality today, not to mention, it's still in my hands now..."

As he spoke, Fang Aotian raised his hand that had just been inserted into the woman's shirt, "It's still fragrant!"

Li Jingqing was annoyed and ashamed.

It's just that Elder Zhang didn't say anything at this time, and he didn't dare to make a mistake as a disciple, so the woman could only look at Fang Aotian viciously.

Fang Aotian smiled even more, and said bluntly: "Miss Li, this son likes others to hate me because of love, especially a pretty woman like you, no matter what kind of love and hatred it is, the more love, the better, this son must be in the middle of thousands of flowers, and the leaves will not stick to him!"

After that, the pretty man laughed loudly, didn't even look at Zhang He, and walked to the door of the guest room.

Wei Wen, who had been guarding the door, suddenly crossed his hand and stopped Fang Aotian, who was about to push the door.

Fang Aotian's face did not change, and said with a smile: "What, Zhang He, you want to stop me?"

Zhang He, who had a gloomy face, turned around and looked at Fang Aotian and said, "The disparity in cultivation is quite large, and Zhang doesn't dare to gamble with his life." ”

Fang Aotian laughed and said: "That's right, you have more eyesight than you, a watchdog disciple, no wonder you can be an elder, you have to leave, just throw a bottom at you, originally I came today, I wanted to leave one, but someone asked for you, eh, it was to tell me, not to let me kill people, fortunately, you can still stand here, thank you so much." ”

Zhang He said with a smile: "The beauty of a word is more expensive than a thousand gold, and I would like to thank Gongzi for forgiving his death." ”

Fang Aotian, who was standing at the door, plucked his ears, "Well, this sycophant sounds comfortable, remember to say a few more words when we meet in the future." ”

Zhang He shook his head and said with a smile: "Although there is a spear thorn, it is better to be frugal and profitable. ”

Fang Aotian sneered, "I'm sorry!"

Slapping Wei Wen's arm off, the pretty man went out freely.

Before he took two steps, Fang Aotian shouted through the gatehouse: "I look at the little guy downstairs, don't give it to me!"

After that, he wandered downstairs leisurely.

In the guest room, Zhang He's faces were like water.

Guarding in front of the door, Wei Wen, who had always been calm and silent, had a few bruises on his face.

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The little guy who was lying lazy and sleepy in the lobby of the inn was stunned when he heard someone calling him, and suddenly woke up.

When I looked up, in front of me was the pretty boy who had just hugged the beautiful woman upstairs.

The little guy immediately smiled and said, "Childe, are you done?"

Fang Aotian nodded and said with a smile: "No, it's hard work, it's not flattering at all." ”

The little guy swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "Childe must be well-read, and he has seen a lot of scenes, compared with me, a subordinate who can only think about in a dream, Childe can't ask for a gentle township." ”

After that, the little servant carefully looked at the clothes on Fang Aotian's body, looking for whether the pretty beauty's vermilion pink lips had fallen, and turned around to dream again, so that he could tell Zhou Gong about it.

At this glance, Yanfu Yu didn't see it, but saw an eight-legged spider.

The little guy who had just woken up immediately jumped back and said in fear: "Male... Childe, you have a spider on you!"

Fang Aotian didn't care, waved his hand and said, "The little pet raised by this son is not surprising. ”

The little guy sighed, and said timidly: "I heard before that those rich children are not as ordinary people as us, and they can't look down on the local methods of raising dogs and chickens at all, and they must raise some curious things, what larks, Persian cats, and countless more, and they are more powerful, and they pay a lot of money to invite people to go to the mountains to catch those ferocious wolves and tigers, and keep them in cages. See you for the first time. ”

Fang Aotian turned his head to look at the eight-legged polyp, and deliberately blew a light whistle, the eight-legged polyo seemed to answer the order, and slowly crawled into the placket of Fang Aotian's chest.

The young guy was dumbfounded, and praised: "Childe is so stunning! This spider is really a god, as if he has a spiritual intelligence!"

Fang Aotian shook his head with a smile, turned around and said, "Okay, I have to go back." ”

After that, the pretty man was ready to leave the inn and return to Chen's mansion.

"Childe, where is upstairs?" behind the man, the little servant cautiously reminded.

Fang Aotian stood at the door, looking at the street like black water, and said with a smile: "What, do you want to go up?"

The young guy swallowed his saliva again, and said flatteringly: "But... Is that okay, Childe?"

Fang Aotian shook his head, "Finally, I will warn you again, don't look at things that shouldn't be seen, let alone worry in your heart, on the head of the color word, it is a knife that will kill you." ”

The young guy hung his head, as if racking his brains.

With an idea, the little guy raised his head again.

The doorway was already empty.