After half a pillar of incense, Wu Zifan, who was out of breath, just led Nangong Xiao to the ground, and sat on the ground panting.

Nangong Xiao looked up, and the place where the residence was handled was a large two-story hall, with three big characters on the council hall.

There was not much crowding, only a few people came in and out.

Suddenly, his mind moved, and he noticed two people running quickly towards this place a few blocks away. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he entered the main hall.

Although the hall is large, the monk who checks in is easy to find, and Wu Zifan has already introduced it when he came.

In the center of the main hall to the left, an old man in brocade clothes is sitting on the Taishi chair dozing, dressed as a worldly rich man.

However, Nangong Xiao didn't dare to underestimate this person, and the cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation showed that this old man was not as harmless as he appeared.

Nangong Xiao walked up to the old man and said respectfully: "Hello senior, junior is polite." ”

"Huh?" The eyes of the old man in brocade opened a slit, and he smiled and said, "It's a descendant of Zhili, what kind of house do you want to rent?" ”

Nangong Xiao immediately said the specific location of the house.

Hearing this, the old man in brocade took out a scroll from his bosom and unfolded it. Nangong Xiao took a look, and the pavilions and pavilions inside were vivid, and they were very real, and they turned out to be a bird's-eye view of Fang City.

The old man in brocade slowly slid his fingers over the bird's-eye view, and finally stopped at a house with a small courtyard. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Tsk." The old man in brocade smiled, "It turned out to be this house, a good place, I remember that the Zhao family kid quit the rent in the evening, and you came early in the morning, hehe, the news is good enough." ”

"The juniors just happened to hear about it."

"Two hundred spirit stones a year, paid off at one time, you are also worth a little!"

"I happened to make a small fortune." Nangong Xiao became more and more respectful.

"Well, it just so happens to be good, then take the spirit stone......"

"Wait!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the door, interrupting the words of the old man in brocade.

Suddenly, all eyes in the lobby looked at the door.

Nangong Xiao also looked at it and was happy.

The scholar Hu Biaobiao, who was wearing a moon-white robe, stood at the gate, his right arm stretched forward, and his five fingers were one, which was quite righteous.

The girl in the pink skirt in the back had an indifferent expression that I didn't know him, and Lianbu moved lightly to the old man in brocade with an angry face.

"May I ask if it's the old man?" The girl in the pink skirt gave a blessing to the old man in brocade and said softly.

"It's the old man, I'm not wrong, what's your name as a female doll?" The old man saw that the girl in the pink skirt was polite and courteous, and the anger on his face decreased slightly.

"Qinghe Fan family, Fan Mengyao." The girl in the pink skirt replied simply.

When the ancestor heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, he sat up straight, and asked suspiciously: "The second lady of the Fan family doesn't know what happened to me?" Oh, by the way, how is that old guy Fan Roe Deer? ”

"The little woman came this time to ask for rent from the house that Nangong Daoyou said just now. As for my uncle, he had successfully laid the foundation five days ago. Presumably, an invitation will be sent to the ancestral mansion the day after tomorrow at the latest. ”

"Fan Roe Deer has succeeded in building the foundation......." The ancestor was obviously shocked by the news, and muttered to himself for a while, "Since then, I have lived for more than 100 years, and I have become a real cultivator." A few of us gave up, but we didn't expect the stupid roe deer to ....... That's right, if you don't advance on the road of cultivation, you will retreat, and only a stubborn guy like him can succeed. ”

After muttering to himself, the ancestor looked at Fan Mengyao with a complicated expression, and bowed his hand. "Congratulations to the second young lady, your Fan family has built a foundation of five doors, and the title of the first Xiuzhen family at the southwest foot of Yunxi Mountain is well deserved."

"Thank you, Elder Ancestor," Fan Mengyao returned the salute respectfully, and then turned to Nangong Xiao and said, "Nangong Daoyou, the little woman also belongs to this house, can you cut your love?" ”

Is this an attempt to overpower others? Nangong Xiao felt bitter in his heart, he thought that this girl was good at talking, like a Bai Fumei, but he didn't expect it to be Bai Fumei among Bai Fumei. It's not where she got her name.

Now he was hesitant whether he should continue to offend her.

Just as he was hesitating, the white-robed scholar came over, with a smug face, and said contemptuously: "Rude people, don't think that you can just let go of the house, we must also settle the previous accounts." ”

"Uh, you really can't forget it?" Nangong Xiao asked softly.

"Of course, you think you've messed with someone." The white-robed scholar heard Nangong Xiao's tone soften, and his face was even higher, and his nostrils were almost right. Fan Mengyao frowned, and was about to say something to stop her.

Nangong Xiao spoke first.

"Senpai." Nangong Xiao turned to the old man, "May I ask if you can rent the house to me since I came first?" ”

"Of course. This is the rule of Yunjingfang City. "The ancestor looked like he was doing business.

"This is two hundred spirit stones, please check it by your seniors." Nangong Xiao said, taking out two hundred spirit stones and placing them on the table next to him.

"Yes. Take out your jade pass. The ancestor swept the pile of spirit stones twice, and knew that the number was not bad, so he rolled up the spirit stones and put them in the storage bag.

"You, you, how dare you." The white-robed scholar pointed at Nangong Xiao and couldn't say anything in surprise.

Fan Mengyao sighed slightly when she saw this, but she didn't say much.

At this time, Nangong Xiao had already put away the jade plate returned by the ancestor, looked at the white-robed scholar with a face full of anger, and said coldly: "Since you are not willing to let me go, why should I give up the residence." I'd like to see how you've done me badly. ”

After saying that, he walked straight out of the hall. The white-robed scholar with a blue and red face was left standing in place at a loss.

When Nangong Xiao disappeared at the door, the white-robed scholar came to his senses, saw that Fan Mengyao's face was not safe, and hurriedly said: "Senior Sister Fan, don't worry, give me five days, I will definitely make this kid obedient!" ”

"Senior Brother Yue." Senior Sister Fan interrupted the white-robed scholar who wanted to go further, and said softly: "The concubine is very grateful to Senior Brother Yue for helping him all the way, but there are too many inappropriate things for you and me. The next thing is that the concubine wants to do it alone. Senior Brother Yue said goodbye. After saying that, he made a blessing and turned to leave.

"Teacher, junior sister." The scholar surnamed Yue was carried away by the repeated changes for a while, and took a few steps forward to grab Fan Mengyao's green onion white hand.

Fan Mengyao didn't seem to be aware of it, she didn't dodge at all, and a soft pancreas was grabbed by a scholar surnamed Yue.

Just as he felt the softness of his palm, a tingling and unbearable feeling suddenly spread from his palm, instantly reaching the back of his palm and heading all the way up to his forearm.

The scholar surnamed Yue was shocked, and looked at the palm of his hand again, where was a slender jade hand, but a fusiform fruit covered with fine white hairs.

"Itchy Heart!" The scholar surnamed Yue lost his voice and threw it out directly.

Before the fruit landed, a cloud of yellow light appeared in the air to lift it up, turn around, and fall into the hands of the elder.

Elder Zu smacked his lips and said, "Young people just don't know how to cherish things, and the itching heart fruit of sixty-six spirit stones can also be thrown casually." It's better to keep it for you. As he spoke, he received it in his storage bag.

This situation made the scholar surnamed Yue, whose itchy cheeks were red, even more earthy.

He originally wanted to go up and have a reason with the old pickpocket, but the itch had already spread over his forearm and continued to advance upward. I think of the consequences if the itchy heart fruit reaches the heart.

I had to shake the sleeves of my robe and run away.