Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"Weihu?"

Zhang Er was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly: "Brother Chen, did you admit your mistake? Where did someone else come from here?"

"Get out of the way!"

Suddenly, Wei Zi'an shouted, and pulled Zhang Er who was sitting on the ground aside.

Whoosh!
On the ground, the bright darts penetrated extremely.

"Why, dare not come out?"

Wei Zian sneered, "You followed me all the way, why are you so scared when you get here?"

As Wei Zi'an's words fell, Niangsan hid one after another, looking around in horror.

There was no response from the surroundings, it looked like Wei Zi'an was drinking too much and playing crazy.

"I am waiting for you."

Wei Zi'an said: "Don't you want to kill me, you can accompany me anytime!"

"Brother Chen, who is this Wei Hu?"

"Just a coward."

The shadow of the corner.

Wei Hu clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into his flesh, and his hands turned blood red.

"Wei Zian, I won't keep you waiting for too long."

Wei Hu gritted his teeth and whispered a few words, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

……

"Is this also the county seat of Gwangju?"

Wei Zian led the horse, and a little girl Song Yiren sat on the horse's back.

"Linnan."

The little girl blinked and said softly: "Brother Chen, why is this place called Linnan?"

"Of course it's because it's south of Linxia, ​​idiot!"

As the elder brother, Song Guangjing made no secret of his ridicule.

"Humph!"

Song Yiren crossed her arms in dissatisfaction, "They didn't ask you again, so stop being so sentimental."

"At this point, let's part ways."

Wei Zi'an said with a smile: "There is no permanent feast in the world, and I have to do my own thing."

"well."

Zhang Er stroked his somewhat short beard, "We will meet each other if we are destined."

"Hey."

Just after Song Yiren turned over and got off the horse, the plump woman Song Shi said, "I don't know what's the matter with Mr. Chen, maybe I can help."

"Yes, Brother Chen, let's go together."

The little girl looked very sad.

"It will be much more convenient to do things in the inner city."

Song Guangjing glanced at Wei Zi'an, then folded his arms and pretended to be cold.

"No need."

Wei Zian thought about it, but still refused.

"See you in the rivers and lakes."

Wei Zi'an got on his horse, cupped his fists, and galloped towards the city.

To be honest, if he has no place to go, following them might be a good place to go.

However, Fairy Biyue gave him a place to go.

Where, Wei Zian can find out more information.

"Zhang Er, what kind of person is he?"

Listening to the woman's inquiry, Zhang Er was silent for a moment, then replied: "He is a very wonderful person."

"It's obviously a waste tire, and it has the cultivation base of Liuhe Realm."

"Didn't he say it was a cover-up?"

The little girl asked curiously.

"Liuhe Realm?!"

Compared to Song Yiren, Song Guangjing, as an elder brother, obviously cared more about Wei Zian's strength.

"Miss, master."

Zhang Er turned around and looked at them seriously.

"Some people shouldn't be trusted. You trust him too much. If Mr. Chen is not a good person... I don't want to see you like this again."

"Since you were born in a king's family, you must learn to be cold, learn to be silent, and learn to wear a hypocritical mask."

"Yes, sir."

The two looked at each other, and reluctantly cupped their hands.

……

A luxurious attic, green bricks and green tiles, the smell of rouge and gouache can be smelled clearly from a long distance.

A few young women were standing at the door to invite customers. They were wearing revealing clothes, showing off their wealth without any shyness.

"Sir~"

"Come and play~"

Standing at the door, Wei Zian looked at the big signboard hanging upstairs, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Heaven on earth.

What is this, the Gwangju branch?

Wei Zi'an couldn't help laughing, but he didn't expect it to be a nationwide chain store.

He stepped forward and said, "I want to see your embroidery fairy."

Strange to say, if the moon is ashamed of the flowers, isn't there still a fish and a wild goose?

Wei Zi'an felt a little amused, Fairy Biyue had already grown up to be as beautiful as a country, so the embroidery shouldn't be much worse after all.

"Young master, don't you think I can't do it?"

The young woman at the door was stunned, and stuck her proud bust to Wei Zian's body.

"I want to talk about your embroidery fairy."

"Good~"

The woman smiled and led Wei Zi'an into the door.

boom!
The back door slammed shut.

Wei Zian frowned slightly.

The surrounding abalone merchants who wanted to stop and watch the excitement were coaxed into the room by the beautiful woman in her arms.

"What does it mean?"

Wei Zian said coldly, "Is this how you do business?"

"Doing business?"

A coquettish voice came, and a middle-aged woman with a half-aged woman came out.

She was shaking a round fan in her hand, with heavy makeup and a yellow gauze.

At this time, the old bustard was raising his eyebrows with a cold face.

"Come on!"

As soon as the words fell, several hardcover men surrounded Wei Zi'an with wooden sticks.

"I don't know."

Wei Zi'an said: "Please give me an explanation."

"explain?"

The old bustard was stunned, "You came looking for trouble, but you still have to explain, call me!"

The big men around rushed forward.

Wei Zi'an frowned, his whole body surged with spiritual energy, and with a torrential storm, the big men wailed and fell to the surroundings.

"I'm not here to find trouble."

The old bustard's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't expect to be a monk.

"Everyone who beat me said they didn't come here to find trouble?!"

The madam was short of breath and her face was flushed.

"Master Zhang, give me..."

"and many more!"

Just when the old bustard was about to continue shouting, Wei Zian took out a token from his pocket.

It was a hairpin made of jade, and it was shining brightly at the moment.

"what happened?"

From a room on the second floor, the disheveled man pushed open the door and asked dissatisfied.

"Have fun with me, you don't need to pay for today's consumption, this young master invites you."

"is it?"

Mr. Zhang upstairs opened his eyes slightly, and laughed heartily: "Then thank you so much, Mr. I will do my best for you, hahaha!"

"..."

Wei Zian opened his mouth, a little speechless in his heart, what do you mean I should help you a little more?
I thank you.

"I don't know if I'm still looking for trouble now?"

"Of course not!"

The old bustard took the hairpin thrown by Wei Zian and looked at it several times.

"Young master, don't you offend me by saying this, please come inside quickly."

"Ah."

Wei Zian nodded slightly, a little amused in his heart.

Walking up the stairs, Wei Zi'an suddenly stopped, and took out a middle-grade spirit stone from his bosom.

"Those who hit you by mistake, this should be regarded as an apology for you."

"Thank you sir."

The old bustard immediately beamed with joy, and dragged Wei Zi'an to a door in the backyard.

"This is the room of Fairy Embroidery. Please feel free to call me if you have anything to do."

"Have fun, son~"