The third floor of Fengxian Building.

The large round table was filled with plates of tempting delicacies and three jars of different wines.

He Yi and Ximen Fan sat around, and the white warbler was temporarily placed on a bench in the private room. Next to him, there was a middle-aged man and a young girl waiting.

"Three big brothers, thank you for coming to Fangyuan City and bringing me my master. The younger brother did it first as a respect. Simon Fan raised his glass, tilted his neck and drank it all.

"Three big brothers, these drinks and dishes look pretty good, right? Look at the sea dragon in the middle, this sea dragon is a deep-sea golden lobster, very rare, and it is very fast in the sea, it is extremely difficult to catch. The golden pill in front of the sea dragon is an iron lion head secretly made by Boss Guo with nine kinds of meat, which not only looks attractive, but also has an endless aftertaste. And this golden scroll, this golden scroll, is ......"

"Ahem......" He Yi couldn't help but interrupt his introduction.

The girl waiting next to her covered her mouth and smiled: "Brother Fan, when you finish introducing the dishes, they are all cold, but how can you eat them? ”

"Oh yes, look at me, it's ...... The three eldest brothers, don't be polite, let's try it, this table of sea and land eighteen banquets was made by Uncle Guo himself. ”

A table full of dishes will tell you how much they are worth at a glance. Chang Le is a rich man, and it's not that he can't afford to eat, but since someone has a treat, he doesn't eat for nothing.

Drifting at sea for a long time, He Yi gnawed dry food every day, and his mouth was already so light that he couldn't stand it, so he moved his chopsticks as neatly as the wind.

Eighteen dishes are enough for eight people to have a full meal. However, with his great penance, the amount of food for one person is comparable to three or four.

Ximen Fan kept chatting with them. Of course, most of the time he is talking alone, and He Yi and they only occasionally reply with a sentence or two. Boss Guo and Guo Xiaoyun cleaned up the empty plates for them from time to time, poured wine, and served them very well.

This meal lasted nearly an hour. In the casual conversation, they also learned about the origin of Ximenfan.

This kid looks frizzy and unserious, but his dad is a well-known serious person in this city. His father, Ximen Chang, is the west city lord of Fangyuan City, and his mother is the north city lord, and the family controls half of the city.

There are three immortal cultivation sects and some non-mainstream scattered cultivators on this Fangyuan Island, and the largest of them is the Tinglan Sect where the city lord of the West Gate once studied art. Listening to the sect leader of the Lan Sect, Mo Yi Zhenren is a master of the Yuan Infant Period, and has a good relationship with the Ximen family, as early as when Ximen Fan was born, he saw that he had the magic power of three lives.

But it's a pity that although Ximen Fan was born with supernatural powers, he was also born without a dantian, so that he couldn't cultivate immortals at all, which made Moyi Zhenren regret it for a long time.

can't cultivate immortals with Moyi Zhenren, but Ximen Fan is not disappointed, because he believes that the world is so big that there must be a way to cultivate immortals without a dantian. In the past five years, he has occupied the west and north gates of Fangyuan City, but whenever an immortal cultivator passes by, he will stop him and ask for apprenticeship. If the other party's cultivation is not high, it is good to be entertained and make friends. Because of his hippie smiley nature, no one will lose his temper with him, so in the past five years, he has made a lot of friends with immortal cultivators.

"This time, I'm afraid you'll still be disappointed. Chang Le drank a glass of mellow wine and said regretfully.

"No...... No, my master will definitely like me, this is my ...... Gut feeling. Ximen Fan's face was flushed.

Although his amount of alcohol was good, he couldn't stand He Yi's bottomless stomach of asceticism, and after toasting glass after glass, he got himself drunk.

Yun Xuan took a sip of fruit wine and said, "The white girl doesn't know when she will wake up, we won't stay here for long." ”

"No, it's fine. The three big brothers want to ...... If there's something to do, you can go first. Little brother, little brother will take care of ...... My Master's. ”

He said vaguely, but He Yi was moved when he heard it.

Yes, if Bai Yingying doesn't wake up for a long time, taking her with her will definitely affect them to go to Youdu Mountain to do errands. Anyway, she doesn't care much about whether she returns to the East China Sea anymore, and it is okay to stay in the North Sea. What's more, when the matter of Youdu Mountain is over, he still has to go to Huqi Mountain, and there is no way to send her back for a while.

If Yun Xuan and Chang Le's injuries are healed, and she hasn't woken up yet, it might be a good choice to stay here. It's just that she, an immortal in the transformation stage, is unconscious here, and if she is seen by other immortal cultivators and has bad intentions, she will be in trouble. The Ximen family, but there is no immortal cultivator to protect her.

And it seems too immoral to leave her like this.

He weighed it a little, but it was still a little difficult to decide.

It's better to wait for her to wake up, and if she doesn't wake up for a long time, make another plan.

When you are full of wine and food, it is only afternoon when you see the sky.

Ximen Fan, who originally said that he was going to take them around Fangyuan City, was so drunk at this time that he couldn't even stand on his feet, so he naturally stopped loitering. Ximen Fan vaguely invited them to the mansion as guests, but as soon as he finished speaking, he stumbled and fell into Guo Xiaoyun's arms.

Chang Le couldn't stand it, and patted him on the back to dispel the alcohol for him, and he became much sober.

Then He Yi picked up the white warbler on his back, followed the step-by-step Ximen Gongzi stumbled all the way, walked for half an hour, and finally saw the so-called Ximen Mansion.

As soon as the group entered the gate, they heard a hearty voice.

"You guys came just in time, those medicinal materials were just collected yesterday, and now they are being placed in the backyard warehouse. You two have traveled a long way, and it has been hard, so it is better to rest here for a while. I have ordered a banquet to be prepared for a later moment. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Simon, for your hospitality, but we have a task to do, so let's skip the banquet. It was a woman's voice that replied.

Through the door of the living room that opened through the hole, you can see a slightly chubby middle-aged man about half a hundred years old sitting on the main seat, and next to him are two Xianmen disciples in blue shirts, a man and a woman.

"Huh, this is ......."

When Ximen Fan, who had not yet exhausted the wine, heard the woman's voice, he suddenly felt a lot more energetic, looked up, and said in surprise: "Sister Ling, why are you here? I haven't seen you for a long time, but I miss Xiaofan." ”

He rushed over with open arms, as if to give him a hug. But at this time, he was top-heavy, ran to the threshold and accidentally pretended to fall, ouch, and fell into the mud.

"Xiao Fan?" When the woman he called Sister Ling saw it, she hurriedly got up and came over to help him up, wiped the dust on his head for him, and said angrily: "Don't be careful when you walk, such a heavy wine, you went to Fengxian Tower to find Guo Xiaoyun again, right?"

"Sister Ling, look at what you said. I picked up my master, and I was so happy that I drank a few more glasses. Ximen Fan climbed up along her body, making the blue-shirted man behind him look unpleasant.

"Stinky boy, you're running out to mess around again!" Ximen Chang reprimanded him angrily, and then greeted him with a smile and said to He Yi and the others: "Three masters, there are few dogs, and there are many offenses in advance, and I hope for Haihan." ”

Chang Le walked in front, and when he saw this, he hurriedly returned a salute and said: "The city lord is serious, the young prince is hospitable, and it is too late for us to thank him, how can we blame it." ”

The city lord laughed and led them into the living room.

After sitting down, Ximen Fan seemed to have just seen the man in the blue shirt, and said, "Brother Fu, you are here too." Hey, why doesn't your face seem to be good?"

The man surnamed Fu snorted coldly and replied: "Who is your eldest brother, don't come to make friends." ”

"Fu Anjie, you should be respectful!" The woman who was with him raised her eyebrows and said.

"Hmph, it's just a waste without a dantian, what is your intention to be so attentive? Could it be ......" the man sneered.

"You!"

"Okay, okay, don't get angry. Ximen Chang hurriedly stopped, and then slapped Ximen Fan on the head, and said: "Bastard thing, and Fu Shaoxia is angry, if there are no guests, you are good-looking!"

was ridiculed and scolded by his father, but Ximen Fan was not angry, touched his head, and sneered: "Brother Fu, I'm sorry, I don't dare to call you like this, I won't next time." ”

In response to him, there was another cold snort.

This guy really thinks very highly of himself.

He Yi frowned.

Although Ximen Fan does not have a dantian, he is hospitable and lively, how can anyone in ordinary people treat him coldly?

Ximen Chang sat back on the main seat and asked his subordinates to bring tea to He Yi and the three of them, and Ximen Fan was very cooperative to introduce everyone one by one.

The blue-shirted woman, named Luo Ling, and Fu Anjie were both disciples of the Tinglan Sect, and they came to Fangyuan City this time to take away the alchemy medicinal materials prepared by Ximen Chang for their ancestor Moyi Zhenren.

When introducing the white warbler, Ximen Fan patted his chest and said loudly: "This is my master, and his cultivation has ......."

"Yuan was cultivated in infancy, but now he is injured and is sleeping. However, she didn't say that she wanted to accept apprentices. ”

Yun Xuan interrupted him and lied about Bai Yingying's cultivation.

Ximen Fan looked puzzled, and suddenly stopped speaking at Shangyun Xuan's angry eyes.

Hearing that there was a real person among them, Fu Anjie's face changed slightly. However, seeing that the white warbler was unconscious and her breath was weak, she plucked up the courage to mock: "Little waste, I think you should give up." Even our ancestors can't teach you, and a few of them who don't even have a mountain gate can't help you. You, like your name, are destined to be mortal for the rest of your life. ”

"Poof~"

When He Yi, who was drinking tea, heard this, he immediately couldn't help but squirt out, and it was also sprayed on Fu Anjie's face very coincidentally.

"Ahem......"

He coughed violently and said in his heart: The world is so big, I didn't expect that the kind of brain-dead in the novel really exists!

Is it fun to mock others? and look like you have a sense of superiority!

Why is there such a brainless person in this world?

(Thank you Daochang He for your tip.) He Dao's long work "Online Game: I Am the Ultimate Boss" is very good-looking, I chase it every day)