"Jun, Junyan seniors......"

A timid voice came, interrupting Jun Yan's thoughts. Turning his head, it turned out to be Feng Ping, the third young master of the Feng family.

Leaving Lingxian to talk alone is also planned by the city lord Fengxun a long time ago, on the one hand, it is not very solemn to leave a child to listen to some secret things, and on the other hand, it is also to create an environment for Junyan to be alone, so that Fengping people have a chance to win favor.

After all, in the eyes of the city lord Bongxun, a child around the age of ten is always easier to please than Lingxian, an unknown powerhouse with a strange temper. Therefore, Fengping was sent over under the pretext of "untying the bell and tying the bell".

Cowering and looking at the boy in front of him with a young face but a calm demeanor, Bong Ping was very skeptical of his father's statement that "a child can be difficult to please". However, after all, it was his own trouble, so Fengping had no choice but to bite the bullet.

As soon as his eyes were closed, Feng Ping walked to Jun Yan's side in two steps, bowed deeply, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior Jun Yan, I was very offended a few days ago, and I ask you to live regardless of the villain......

Junyan pursed his lips and smiled, and said that it was interesting.

Although he has experience in his past life, he is not even eleven years old in the final analysis, and he is actually called a senior by the young man in his early twenties.

"Sure enough, in this Tianyuan world where the weak eat the strong, there is everything! Even I can be a 'senior'. But...... They were in awe of their aunt. I'm still a weakling!" Jun Yan shook his head and muttered.

Looking up at Feng Ping, who was still bowing down to apologize, Jun Yan helped him up. Jun Yan doesn't have a good impression of the Feng family, but he can't talk about hating it.

is the so-called stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, not to mention that grabbing a room is not a big deal, and even although Fengping was arrogant and domineering that day, he didn't directly rob it. In a sense, it can only be said that this Fengping is unlucky, and it is not good to provoke anyone to provoke Lingxian.

pressed the timid Fengping on the seat, and then Jun Yan spoke: "Just call me Jun Yan." The little friction that day was a trivial matter, and no one paid attention to it. Since you're here, sit down and chat with me, I just have something I want to ask you. ”

"In the past few days, have you gathered and invited a lot of people to your mansion as guests? I see you're busy......"

Jun Yan wanted to ask about the news of Qiu Xun of the Jinghong Martial Arts Pavilion. Since Jun Yan visited the Jinghong Martial Arts Pavilion, Qiu Xun has not heard from him, which is extremely abnormal. It stands to reason that this person who calls Uncle Lei a "big brother" has no reason for his uncle's "disciple" to visit but ignore it.

Unless this person and Razor are just superficial brothers, or Qiu Xun is really busy with affairs and can't get away. The former speculation is unlikely and difficult to prove. But in the latter case, you just need to ask Fengping.

After all, Qiu Xun was also invited by the city lord......

In the face of Jun Yan's question, Feng Ping was sweating profusely, and his back was cold—he mistakenly thought that Jun Yan was blaming himself and others for being late in hospitality and disrespecting them, so he hurriedly explained:

"Senior Jun Yan, we are the first to invite you to come and apologize. These days, the city lord's mansion has been gathering soldiers and horses according to the law to discuss the matter of resisting the great sandstorm and exploring the ruins of the battlefield. This is the iron law of the Huangnan Empire to prevent the expansion of the Mingnan Desert, and we dare not disobey it!"

Today is the day set by my aunt, so naturally I won't complain about your neglect. ”

Seeing that Fengping had misunderstood, Jun Yan waved his hand to interrupt his explanation, and then asked: "I'm just curious about the movement in Yongshuo City, the big sandstorm is coming, and I can understand that I can gather people and horses to resist together, why is there even a lot of noise about the battlefield ruins?"

Yes, Jun Yan was very curious about this. It stands to reason that if you want to be a place like the battlefield site that can make a profit, those cultivation sects and the empire should be hidden and divided, how can it be known to everyone, Jun Yan can find out the news from any vendor!

"It turns out that the guest is curious about this ......"

Feng Ping still didn't dare to call Jun Yan by name, after all, his three brothers were blasted out together with their father, and they lost face, and they were already frightened. With a twist of his mind, Bong Ping explained:

"Honorable guest, that's actually the case. This battlefield site can only be explored during the Great Sandstorm. You know, the Mingnan Desert is already full of dangers, let alone the period of the Great Sandstorm, and ordinary people can't hide, let alone explore the ruins. Coupled with many restrictions, there are not many nobles and sects willing to participate in the exploration. But such a large ancient ruin is really rare, and it would be a waste not to explore. So the empire ordered that all the people of the empire who met the requirements could participate in the exploration......"

Saying that, Feng Ping secretly glanced at Jun Yan, after all, according to the law, people who are not from the Huangnan Empire are not allowed to participate in the exploration of the relics of the Mingnan War. And Jun Yan and Ling Xian are not like people from the Huangnan Empire. However, after a combination of many reasons, this law can be said to be useless in the future.

Seeing that Jun Yan didn't say anything, Feng Ping breathed a sigh of relief before he continued to explain to him the various rules and matters for exploring the relics of the Mingnan War. For example, only young juniors with no more than the third rank and no more than thirty years old are suitable to enter the ruins. For another example, over the years, Yongshuo City, with the support of the Huangnan Empire, has formed an unwritten rule:

All the juniors who want to participate in the exploration of the relics of the war in Minnan, whether they are sects, nobles or scattered people, must have corresponding elders to stay in Yongshuo while exploring to help the empire resist the great sandstorm.

The heroes of the world gather in Yongshuo, the juniors enter to explore, and the elders stay behind to resist, this is the wonder of the Minnan Desert once in decades.

The more Bong Ping talked, the more he gradually became less restrained. After all, as long as the cultivators who came for the relics of the Minnan War, in a sense, they were all here to help them resist the Minnan sandstorm. After all, if the sandstorm is stabilized, it will be safer for these strong people's own juniors to explore in Minnan.

Feng Ping's chattering and tireless narrator, Jun Yan listened, but he had his own considerations - will this big sandstorm in the Minnan Desert have anything to do with the "dragon......

Just when Jun Yan was seriously asking for information from Fengping, Lingxian also talked about the end.

"Then, the matter will be left to the seniors......" The city lord Fengxun bowed to Lingxian and thanked him. Apparently in the conversation just now, the two men made some kind of deal.

Lingxian still didn't have a good face, snorted coldly, and said, "Hmph! You can trust me? I'm afraid I have already left a backhand! You humans just like to engage in these things openly and secretly!"

Lingxian was ruthless and ruthless, and a word broke through this kind of dirtiness behind the scenes. It is said that he is asking for cooperation, but what kind of city lord called Fengxun can not leave a hand? If Fengxun really handed over this kind of important matter to a stranger like Lingxian, or a stranger who only made friends with evil but not good, then he was really kicked in the brain by a donkey.

But Lingxian didn't care, small actions or something, it didn't work for her. Now, she also has some chores, and she can use this hypocritical human being.

Ignoring the embarrassment on the face of the city lord Fengxun, Lingxian took a sip of tea and said lightly:

"No matter what your plans are, as long as you do what this seat wants you to investigate, this seat will naturally not break its promise. If you have to flatter and delay with this seat......"

As he spoke, Lingxian suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes, glared at the city lord Fengxun, and said word by word:

"This seat makes a move, and only this seat needs one person to make you destroy the country!"

At the moment when Ling Xian's eyes locked on Fengxun, the city lord of Yongshuo County, who was famous for his reputation, seemed to have lost all his courage and strength, and fell into an extremely cold hell, and every pore on his body seemed to be filled with an emotion called "fear".

Fortunately, that look only lasted for a moment. Ling Xianyou took a sip of tea, as if the deterrence just now did not exist, and asked Bongxun casually:

"By the way, do you know that there are mystics in this Yongshuo County?"

Fengxun was suddenly awakened by this question, and he didn't care about wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly answered, for fear that he would be dissatisfied with Lingxian by a second of slowness:

"Senior, the mystic is extremely noble, where can I get in touch with it!, however, I once heard the previous Yongshuo City Lord mention when he was drunk, when the great sandstorm came, it seemed that a mystic master had appeared. During his predecessor's tenure, there was a sandstorm that was so large that Yongshuo was difficult to resist. At the most critical moment, a mysterious person came to the aid to stabilize the sand barrier and then magically disappeared. Look at his style and magical spiritual skills, like a mystic...... But I'm not sure ......."

Bong-hoon didn't dare to talk too much. He can't see through the strength of Lingxian and can't figure out Lingxian's temper, but he doesn't want to bury trouble because of this. But in his opinion, who else could there be but a mystic magician for such a mysterious and powerful power that left without asking for anything in return?

"Oh, that's probably what they did. ”

Lingxian rarely smiled, and the depression in her heart was relaxed. Now the urgency of the delay is to contact this group of Shenlong guys, after all, this time, Lingxian does not plan to leave Jun Yan to spend more than a week to report the news.

"If you see someone similar to a mystic, you must inform me, or help me bring a message, maybe just say that Lingxian is in a hurry!" Lingxian instructed Fengping again. After thinking about it, he added:

"I have a relationship with the Mystic. As long as the matter is done, I will ask the mystic to raise the qualifications of your children!If things are done well, it is not necessary to give them a chance to be selected as a mystical master!" As he spoke, Ling Xian stepped out and said that he was going back.

This is the radish hanging in front of the donkey. After all, I just slapped him, and now I don't give a date, how can I mobilize the enthusiasm of Fengxun to do things for himself!

Sure enough, hearing these words, the city lord Fengxun left all the threats just now, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and kept promising how he would do what he promised Lingxian with all his heart.

After all, it was not a big deal for the city lord to be honored, and he just used his position to find out some news. Not to mention the great benefit of having the opportunity for his son to become a mysticist, even if it is an ordinary friend who says hello, he can do it himself, but he may not be so attentive.

As for whether Ling Xian is pretending to have something to do with the mystic, Bongxun is not too worried.

Please, that's an arcane! If an ordinary little cultivator brags, the arcane won't pay attention to it at all. But if a powerful power like Lingxian also pretends to be a mysticist, then wait to be "cleaned up" by the main master.

After all, the group of mystics have been "supporting Tianyuan" for two or three thousand years.