The morning market in Castle Peak Town is as busy as ever, with vendors from all walks of life hawking and pedestrians in a hurry. In a guest room of the Qingshan Inn, Zhang Fengfan held a burden in one hand and a crumpled letter in the other.

"Xiaofeng, saying goodbye without saying goodbye is really an unspeakable thing for the old man. There are some broken silver here, go north, go straight to the Holy Immortal City, look for the merchant surnamed Zhao on the house, the golden needle is like me, and someone will entertain you. After settling down, go to the Holy Immortal Academy to learn the way of cultivation, you and I will see you again, don't read it. ”

Zhang Fengfan put away the golden needle and embarked on the northbound road.

Holy Immortal City, Fengyue Tower

"Come on, come on, Xiao Qi'er has called your young lady! Young Master Ben, I am going to fight with her for 800 rounds today!" A young man stepped on a stool with one foot and a wine jug in one hand, so he was not arrogant!

"Zhao Gongzi, Miss is not feeling well today, you better come back another day. The little maid was submissive and did not dare to offend at all.

"Okay, your young lady is not feeling well, then I'll change you!" The young man turned around and sat down, and randomly pushed the wine jug forward, "Drink this jug first, and I won't trouble you, master!

"Zhao Gongzi... I... I..."

"Zhao Qinglan, is there enough trouble!" The door was pushed open, the light veil was blowing, and the dark fragrance was full of sleeves. The woman glared angrily, "Don't be embarrassed, why should you and I be involved in others!"

Zhao Qinglan stood up and arched her hand: "Miss Qing is finally willing to see me, Zhao does what he says, if he can win a game against Miss Qing today, he will also ask Miss Qing to enjoy the flowers and the moon with her face, and go to the Spring Festival together." ”

"Let's talk about it when we win. The girl said disdainfully.

After a stick of incense.

"Xiaoqing, you wait for Young Master Ben! One day, I will beat you! Playing dice, Young Master Ben hasn't served anyone yet!" Zhao Qinglan stood at the door of Fengyue Tower and cursed, but when she turned around, she noticed a young man staring at her. "Haven't you seen a handsome guy kicked out of the green building?! Look at it again, gouge out your eyeballs!"

The young man just came over to join in the fun, but he didn't expect to be scared, just Yang Ning's farewell made him have nowhere to vent, "I was kicked out of the door by other girls, and I still have a hard mouth in this dead duck, and I want to find a sense of existence in the master, then you can try!"

"Hey, dare to argue with Young Master Ben! Come on, beat the young master to death!" Zhao Qinglan was angry, and beckoned his subordinates to prepare to fight.

Seven or eight guards immediately surrounded the young man, but saw the young man sneer, "I can't help myself!" The young man flipped his palms, and a purple light flew out, and the purple light passed through the guards, and everywhere he went, one of the guards fell to the ground holding his legs and wailed, and the injury seemed to be shining with a faint thunder light.

"Young Master, it's not good, it's a cultivator!" the head of the guard suddenly felt a chill.

"Bastard! I still need to say it!" Zhao Qinglan frowned, but one hand reached to her waist, as if she was looking for something.

Seeing this, the head of the guard felt even more cold, and hurriedly stopped: "Young master, no." The master said, the magic weapon should not be used indiscriminately, if you use the magic weapon too much now, it will be counterattacked, a bad one, how to deal with the small one who lost his life. Let's go back and report to the lord first, this kid must be a newcomer, and there will be a chance to clean him up in the future!"

Zhao Qinglan snorted coldly and beckoned, "Let's go, let's see for Young Master Ben!"

The young man put away the dagger in his hand, and before leaving, he did not forget to sneer: "Flower vase!"

Holy Immortal City, Zhao Mansion

Zhang Fengfan looked at the gate of Zhao Mansion dumbfounded, this gate was much more luxurious than the town gate of Qingshan Town, and he couldn't help but think that this rich man really did whatever he wanted.

"Hello, sir, please see you at the Carp Pavilion. Under the leadership of the little servant, he walked around the twisting stone path and finally walked to the pavilion.

Zhang Fengfan bent down and arched his hand, "Master Zhao, the boy Zhang Fengfan, is from Beixia Village, Qingshan Town. Yang Lao entrusted the letter and asked the kid to visit north. ”

"Okay! It's you, the dirt bun! Heaven has a way, you don't go, and hell has no door, you vote! Young Master Ben will call you good-looking!" A familiar angry cry came, Zhang Fengfan looked up, and it turned out to be the vase he encountered in Fengyuelou yesterday. "Dad! It's this dirt bun! Yesterday I injured my guard, so I couldn't get off the stage in front of so many people!"

"Shut up!" Zhao Yan roared, "With seven or eight sturdy guards, I was taught a lesson by a hairy boy, and I still have the face to complain." How many times have I said that I won't let you go to Fengyue Tower, when you are young, you only know that you are in that kind of place, and the old man's face has been lost by you!

Zhao Qinglan pursed her mouth and retired sullenly.

"Boy, Elder Yang has told me. In the next few days, you will settle down in the house, and I will take you to the school to report on the next day. Don't take that kid to heart about me, I'll teach him a good lesson when I go back. Zhao Yan said kindly.

"The kid thanked Master Zhao. The kid quit first. Zhang Fengfan gave up his hand, but he didn't expect that the accommodation arranged by Zhao Yan for him was next door to Zhao Qinglan.

Zhang Fengfan sat cross-legged, after Lei Suo ran for ten weeks, Zhang Fengfan breathed a long sigh of relief, the true qi of the Holy Immortal City was indeed much stronger than that of Qingshan Town, and it had only been a few days, but his cultivation had improved significantly. Clenched his fists, Zhang Fengfan vaguely felt that he had reached the fourth order of the Jiedan, after the last thunder tribulation, the heavenly thunder not only did not hurt himself at all, but let himself directly break through to the realm of the third order of the Jiedan after the success of the tribulation, and couldn't help but secretly decide that he had to grow up faster in order to avenge his mother as soon as possible.

"Soil buns!Soil buns!" Hearing the sound, Zhang Fengfan had one head and two big. After coming to Zhao's Mansion for a few days, Zhao Qinglan didn't stop, Zhao Yan gave Zhao Qinglan a grounding order, Zhao Qinglan was not allowed to leave the mansion for half a step, otherwise her leg would be broken. Therefore, every time Zhao Qinglan wants to go out, she will come over to borrow the excuse of taking Zhang Fengfan for sightseeing, and Zhang Fengfan is also annoyed to death, although it is said that the crab roe buns in Yuecangju are really fragrant.

"Three steamed buns, less than half of them will not go. Zhang Fengfan raised three fingers and said seriously.

"Okay, okay, thirty cages. Zhao Qinglan pulled up Zhang Fengfan and ran out, "Tubaozi, let you see how powerful Young Master Ben is today, Liu Chuanlin's kid made an appointment with Young Master Ben to duel on West Street, and today Young Master Ben is going to beat him all over the ground looking for teeth!"

Zhang Fengfan only cared about the steamed buns being eaten while they were hot, and as for the rest, he didn't listen to a word.

St. Immortal City, West Street

"Zhao Qinglan, why, I didn't bring a single guard today, I said that I was in a good group, did I know that I was not Young Master Ben's opponent and gave up!" The young man named Liu Chuanlin shook the folding fan in his hand, quite a master's demeanor, "Get under the crotch of Young Master Ben's pants, and learn to bark three more times, Young Master Ben won't hit you in the face today." ”

"Hahaha, Liu Chuanlin, you are still hard-mouthed when you die! If I don't make you cry today, I will write the word Zhao upside down!" Zhao Qinglan is as rampant as ever, "Tubaozi! Hit me, don't let any of them go!"

Hearing this, Zhang Fengfan shook his right hand, and a strong wind whistled out, and suddenly, the wind in the small alley was blowing, and the wind blew, and Liu Chuanlin left a palm print on his face, and for a while, the slapping sound in the alley continued, which was also mixed with Zhao Qinglan's bold laughter, "Hahahahahaha Hahahaha..."

"Donkey to the target Xiaoya and others (you wait for this young master), Kai Theo bites the donkey (I want you to look good when school starts)!" Liu Chuanlin covered his swollen face like a pig's head, and fled with the guards, of course, cruel words can't be left out, otherwise the face of the four young saints will be lost, and more than 20 guards have not beaten a hairy boy.

Since he knew that Zhang Fengfan had already reached the fourth-order cultivation of Jiedan when he was only ten years old, Zhao Qinglan was like picking up a treasure, and the next day he took Zhang Fengfan to Yuecangju to feast. As long as Yuecangju's crab roe is enough, Zhang Fengfan has become a "glorious" dogleg and thug.

The four young immortals are: Zhao Qinglan, Liu Chuanlin, Xie Maoran, and Liang Qi. The Zhao family is the dominant family in the Holy Immortal City, and almost all the businesses in the Holy Immortal City are intervened by the Zhao family, among which the magic weapons and pills are a monopoly. Therefore, Zhao Qinglan was so targeted by the other three young people.

"Tu Baozi, today really made me angry!" Zhao Qinglan picked up a glass of wine and drank it all, "Those three grandsons are thinking about making Young Master Ben ugly all day long, if it weren't for Young Master Ben's natural dantian shattered and unable to cultivate, they would have been beaten down a long time ago!"

Zhang Fengfan put down the bun in his hand, but he didn't expect that the whole people were cultivating the truth, but Zhao Qinglan was born with a deformed pulse, and couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy, "Okay, don't drink it, you drank too much." ”

"Don't worry about it! Young Master Ben is happy today, you can drink as much as you want!" Zhao Qinglan simply threw away the wine glass, picked up the pot and drank it, "My mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to me, my father only cares about his business, when did he care about me! He never knew that I was a pile of garbage in the eyes of my peers who couldn't cultivate! Drink!!"

There was no way, Zhang Fengfan had no choice but to carry the drunk Zhao Gongzi to his home. Unexpectedly, it was also sympathy, the pain of losing his mother Zhang Fengfan couldn't bear to think about it, looked back at Zhao Qinglan, and sighed.

"Hey~"

"Vomit~~~~"

"Zhao Qinglan, I want your dog to !! life"