Finally, Mrs. Zhao showed a well-bred lady's appearance, calmly suppressed her depression, got up and smiled, "Then good luck to you, by the way, when you want to see me, remember to find the person named Zhongping in the post house, he is his own person, you can let him pass on the message to me."

"Good luck, little one. Mrs. Zhao was still sticking over before leaving, and stretched out her jade hand to gently pat Zhang Ye's chest.

In this way, when Zhang Ye was photographed, his heart was beating straight up.

People went to leave incense, and Mrs. Zhao's charming and graceful figure could not be seen, but there was her fragrance in the house......

In a luxurious hall, a middle-aged man with outstanding temperament sits. He is none other than Long Xin, one of the giants of Blue Snow City today, the head of the Internal Affairs Yuan, and the cousin of the city lord.

Pounce - the high-quality snow tea in a jade cup that the slave brought up was thrown by Long Xin with a wave of his hand. He shouted angrily, "Sure enough, that slut is arrogant." ”

A young disciple beside him said: "Please calm your anger, Madam Zhao came to the post house to see the Xuejing envoy, in principle, it is also within her authority, there is no need to be angry about it." ”

Long Xin shouted, "God-damned slut, women and children have been difficult to get along with since ancient times, and it's really good." If it weren't for the three sons of the old thing suppressed by me in this Blue Snow City, she would have been eaten alive by Long Xiaotian and them. She was obedient to me then, and now that she is cocking her tail, I will make her regret what she has done. ”

That disciple seemed to have a special status, and he didn't speak low to Long Xin, and he didn't have an interface.

Immediately, Long Xin muttered again, "It's just a small snow crystal city, why did you send a messenger to see Long Lan at this time, who is the person, why does that snobbish Mrs....... Zhao want to see him again?"

Another morning came.

Zhang Ye decided to rely on himself and go to meet Shanglonglan.

He left the inner city and wandered outside in the snowy city, which was beautifully set off by snow and ice.

Ask a peddler if he knows where the Blue Snow Saintess Long Lan is.

People looked at Zhang Ye as if they were looking at monsters and said, "The pig knows that she is in the 'Flying Snow Pavilion' in Nancheng." Every morning, he treats the sick and saves people, and in the afternoon, he gives lectures. ”

After rewarding this guy with the news of the walk, Zhang Ye asked the way to the Flying Snow Pavilion, and hurriedly went there.

Nancheng, on the bank of the galaxy, is an elegant small manor built with ice crystals.

In the small yard, many strange flowers and plants are planted. The bloom of these flowers and plants is especially dazzling and valuable in the harsh climate of Jialan.

Zhang Ye, a planting expert, saw that he was inevitably a little moved, the flowers and plants of very low grade, the spiritual soil of very low grade, its life force is weak, and it can be planted to such an extent in this environment in this season, in an open-air courtyard, at least, the owner of the Flying Snow Jing Pavilion has an ability similar to Zhang Ye, the ability to see through the layout of the earth, and the ability to see through the needs of flowers and plants.

In the morning, it was a cure, and there was a long queue on the riverside outside the courtyard.

And outside the Flying Snow Pavilion, there is also a sign that reads: "Ordinary places, waiting for ordinary people, those who build the foundation above the detour." ”

Zhang Ye looked at it from afar, hid the aura on his body, closed his pores, and then stood in the waiting queue nearby.

"What the hell, line up, go away!"

An aunt with a loud voice directly kicked the little guy out of the queue.

Zhang Ye's old face was slightly red, and he lowered his head and walked back, but this move also attracted the attention of a young man who was maintaining order at the gate of the courtyard in front of him.

It was a strange man, dressed in a simple gray robe, with hair tied up differently than most people's long hair. There was only a short inch or so on his head, which was weird, but he also looked very spiritual.

This short-haired weird man looked at the out-of-character Zhang Ye and frowned slightly.

Zhang Ye was driven to the end this time, waiting slowly, seeing that it was almost noon, the queue still couldn't see the end, Zhang Ye was a little anxious.

He came up with a bad idea, patted the shoulder in front of him and said, "Uncle, I'll give you five pills, can you go home and wash and sleep?"

Snoring - the uncle took the five Juyuan Pills given by the little guy, and left immediately, without looking back.

Hey~ Zhang Ye was secretly excited, and operated like this in turn, opening the way with pills, all the way, bribing dozens of people, but there were still many people in front, and it was not their turn at noon.

In addition, the strange short-haired man who maintained the order outside the Flying Snow Pavilion, always watched Zhang Ye's every move, and every time he left someone for no reason, he frowned, but it was also strange that he never interfered.

Hehe~ Zhang Ye felt that this trick was very useful, and got carried away, anyway, he was rich.

In addition, he can also see that most of these guys who come to line up are curious and lively, and it is rare for them to really have serious illnesses and urgently need treatment.

The people below the foundation are mortal mortals through and through, and in terms of Jialan's environment, they are still affected by the cold, so the illness is really ordinary.

Above the foundation, it began to communicate with heaven and earth, called the Dharma body, and there were not many ordinary grains and grains, and it entered the stage of Bigu, at this time, the body was hot and cold and difficult to invade, of course, when there was a real problem, it was not an ordinary method that could be cured.

A few more guys were sent away. came to the back of the aunt who drove Zhang Ye away before.

Zhang Ye was a little weak this time, afraid that when he bribed this loud voice, if she yelled at a few words, she would lose face.

The aunt turned around and saw Zhang Ye by chance, and said in amazement: "Hey, you kid is running up again, unruly little thing......"

But she couldn't finish talking, and when she looked, the back was empty, and the people who had been waiting before were gone. She looked at Zhang Ye suspiciously.

"......" Zhang Ye shrugged, indicating that there was nothing to say.

The aunt suddenly lost her sense of superiority, and every time she turned back earlier, she saw the endless people behind her, and the aunt felt good and felt that she was more than enough than the top, so although she knew that she couldn't be ranked today, she still refused to leave, and stayed to brush up on the sense of superiority and existence.

Now I saw that there was no one behind her, only this little guy, and she was left behind, her sense of superiority disappeared, she lost interest, and she left by herself very distempered.

@#￥。

Zhang Ye pondered, is this a soldier who surrenders without a fight?

At this time, there were not many people in front of him, and the queue had basically been shortened to about two zhang outside the Flying Snow Pavilion.

The short-haired young man who had been watching Zhang Ye for a long time couldn't stand it anymore, frowned and lifted his footsteps, and walked towards Zhang Ye.

Oops~ Zhang Ye chuckled in his heart, finally the East Window incident happened, and he came to find trouble.

But at this moment, a huge mass of affairs floated in the air, as if covered by dark clouds, and a huge ship of ice crystals hung in the air like an aircraft carrier.

At this moment, the short-haired young man ignored Zhang Ye, looked up, and looked at the iceship as a luxury flying tool with a frown.