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Chu Wuyan carefully cast a Ganlin technique on her, and she opened her eyes, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and begged: "Immortal master save me, save me!"

Chu Wuyan's eyes were slightly gloomy, but he didn't reach out to help her, but just said lightly: "You're okay anymore!" One of his Ganlin techniques was enough to make this woman who had not cultivated recover her strength and feel full of energy.

Seeing that Chu Wuyan didn't mean to help, the woman had no choice but to support the ground with her elbows and sit up.

She tightened her somewhat tattered clothes in disbelief, and said incoherently: "Immortal Master, Huifanglou, I am ...... Someone is chasing me, they're chasing me!"

Chu Wuyan leaned sideways and moved out of the way: "What do you call the girl?"

"Smile, my name is smile!"

"Come in and talk about it!" Chu Wuyan glanced at her fixedly, raised his hand and made a "please" gesture.

"Thank you Immortal Master for rescuing!" Hanxiao slowly stood up, staggered for a moment, and staggered into the room.

Chu Wuyan carefully cleaned up the traces she had left behind, covered the door, and returned to the room.

"Sit down!" He didn't know how to get along with such a woman, thought about it, took a set of his own coat from the storage bag, and raised his hand to the door of the cubicle: "Let's make do with it first!"

"Thank you...... Thank you, Immortal Master!" smiled and took the clothes crampedly, and slowly walked into the cubicle.

The sound of the fabric swaying came through the crack in the door, accompanied by a faint gasp. The rhythm of these voices was very strange, as if an invisible hand was gently stirring Chu Wuyan's mind. He tried to ignore these sounds, took the tea set on the table, pressed the real fire to the palm of his hand, and slowly boiled the water to make tea.

Chu Wuyan's technique of making tea is not clever, that is, he can barely see it. This was still taught by an old monk in the mission hall when he was in Tianji Pavilion. Some monks have a special preference for elegant things such as piano, chess, poetry, wine, and tea, and low-level disciples sometimes have to serve in front of their teachers, at least they have to learn something that can be pretended.

After a cup of tea was boiled, the door of the cubicle slowly opened. Xiaoxiao has already sorted out her appearance. She looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, and the contours of her facial features were a little thin, and she looked extremely weak and innocent. However, the slender body was wrapped under Chu Wuyan's wide clothes, but it had a lazy flavor.

"Little girl, thank you to the immortal master for rescuing!" smiled deeply, pursed her lips and smiled, like a budding lily.

Chu Wuyan found that his mind seemed to be particularly easily disturbed today. This is not good, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, but his face was as calm as water, and he did not dare to show a different color.

"Why did you escape from Huifang Building?" Chu Wuyan said softly as he focused his gaze on the teacup in his hand.

The smiling eyes turned red again, and his voice choked. Chu Wuyan felt it, but didn't look up.

"Immortal Master, the little woman is...... It was abducted and sold into Huifang Building by gangsters. The little girl was originally the daughter of a good family, and she really didn't want to ...... anymore."

"You don't have to talk about this with me!" The smiling and low sobbing voice also seemed to be able to shake people's hearts, but Chu Wuyan felt extremely irritable when he heard it. He interrupted her coldly, raised his head, took out the crested hairpin he bought on the black market, and said, "Have you seen this?"

"This ......" Hanxiao was taken aback, and shook her head again and again: "The little woman has no cultivation at all, where have you seen such a fairy baby?"

"How do you know that this is a fairy baby?" Chu Wuyan's patience had run out: "Speaking of cultivation, I know a few ways to hide cultivation, and I also know a few ways to pretend to be a mortal." I also know that there is a kind of monk in this world who specializes in using the secret techniques in the room to enhance their cultivation, and it is their specialty to conceal their cultivation and confuse people's hearts with their complexion. Are you sure you're going to do this?"

Han Xiao was stunned, and after making sure that Chu Wuyan was not pretending to be high, he finally stopped pretending to be a weak beauty, but smiled coquettishly, and said: "The little girl is sincere to serve the son! Besides, the little woman is a physical cultivator, and the one you said is a branch of spiritual cultivation that specializes in the cultivation of the art of collecting and replenishing. Xiaoxiao knows that she is beautiful, and beautiful girls deceive people, usually only causing men to laugh.

But Chu Wuyan's reaction was to directly let go of the momentum of seeing the perfection of the micro realm, and crushed the past without any scruples.

He didn't want to be so atmospheric. This anger does not come from a smile of deception, but from an inability to tolerate his loss of control. There is such a rational side in Chu Wuyan's temperament, and anything that may control his mind or affect his nature will cause him to be highly vigilant. Therefore, for a teenager who is not familiar with the world, the pink trap that is difficult to resist becomes difficult to move an inch when it comes to him.

The smiling cultivation was only at the fourth level of the quenching realm, and he couldn't stop his momentum at all, so he knelt on the ground at the moment, his face was pale, and his body couldn't help trembling.

Chu Wuyan looked at Han Xiao coldly, as if he was looking at a dead thing, without the slightest pity.

"Childe Rongyu!" smiled and gasped hard: "What do you want to know, the little girl must tell the truth." That crested hairpin was indeed sent to the black market by someone I asked someone to sell it. ”

"How did it end up in your hands?"

"It was given to me by a sister in the building. Recently, I wanted to buy some pills to assist in cultivation, so I asked people to exchange them for spirit stones. ”

"Who's that sister?"

"It's a long story, you let go of the little woman first, and the little woman will talk slowly, okay?"

Chu Wuyan withdrew the rank suppression and watched Hanxiao get up from the ground.

"Two years ago, there was a big incident in our building. A new girl made a big fuss and knocked down most of the guards in the building. Later, it was the eldest son of the Chen family who took down the girl. This crested hairpin fell to the ground when the girl was making a fuss, so I picked it up and kept it myself. ”

"Do you remember what that girl looked like?"

"Remember!" smiled and calmed her breath and said, "It's beautiful, wearing a red dress." She is a spiritual cultivator, and her cultivation should be in the stage of the Great Perfection of the Micro Period, and her means are very sharp, and the customary magic weapon is a jade ruler. ”

"Have you ever seen her again?"

"No, she was taken away by the eldest son of the Chen family. ”

"So, who got you here?"

"It's the red lady!ah, it's our landlord. She said, let Xiaoxiao serve you well, and ask you the real purpose of coming to Cloud City while she is close to you. ”

"Hmm!" Chu Wuyan nodded, judging from Fang Cai's description, the girl who made a fuss in Huifanglou looked like Yun Menghan. It's just that it happened two years ago, and Chu Wuyan doesn't know what has become of it now. No matter what, this eldest son of the Chen family, he needs to meet him.

"You stay here overnight and go back tomorrow morning. Chu Wuyan glanced at a shocked smile coldly, "Seeing the red lady, do you know what to say?"

"Childe, you came to Cloud City just for training, and you have no other purpose. With a smile on his face, he reassured.

"That's very good!" Chu Wuyan bowed slightly. "Tell me about the Chen family!"