The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Yu Beiming's strength was at the early stage of the Golden Elixir at most, so Sang Feiwan subconsciously believed that this high-grade spiritual energy was passed down from his ancestors.

"This is too expensive. I can't take it. You can keep it for yourself." Sang Feiwan immediately refused.

Yu Beiming said: "I just lent it to you, so there is no need to bear any burden. Although you have distributed a lot of evil charms to your fans, after all, they have not covered all groups, so it is better to be cautious."

As soon as he said this, Sang Feiwan couldn't refuse: "I'll borrow it temporarily and return it to you when things are settled tomorrow."

Yu Beiming unbuttoned the bracelet and asked cautiously: "It's better to wear it on your right hand. It's not convenient for your left hand. Can I help you put it on?"

"I can do it myself."

She took the string of bracelets over carelessly, and even though she had to use her left hand to tie it with her right hand, she still completed it very smoothly.

“I’m very ambidextrous with my left and right hands.”

The smile in Yu Beiming's eyes grew stronger: "So your left hand is also so powerful."

It turned out that back then, she said she was not used to using her left hand and asked him to put the bracelet on her with his own hands. She said it so naturally that she actually lied to him.

"Why are you laughing?" Sang Feiwan stared at Yu Beiming suspiciously, feeling as if he was seeing another person through her.

It's a pity that she can't see through his destiny.

Many highly cultivated people or great demons will hide their destiny in order to prevent others from seeing through them. The higher your cultivation level, the harder it is for others to see through you.

Although Yu Beiming's current cultivation level is not as good as Sang Feiwan's, as the mountain master of Shoulong Mountain, he probably has a protective mechanism in place to prevent his life from being seen through by others.

Yu Beiming suppressed his smile and said, "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of an old friend."

Sang Feiwan had no interest in his old friend, so he asked instead, "You came so quickly, did you happen to be nearby?"

Yu Beiming nodded: "I live nearby now, and I will be a neighbor from now on. Please take care of me."

Sang Feiwan was a little surprised: "You have also moved to Jiangyue Villa? Don't you have no money?"

Yu Beiming said: "The rented one, the location is slightly worse, costs 50,000 yuan per month. Didn't you refund my reward of more than 2 million yuan last time? I paid a year's rent, and Quite a bit leftover.”

"I probably know why the people who guard Longshan are in poverty." Sang Feiwan didn't know why, but he thought of Master Qiu inexplicably, and couldn't help but laugh: "Master Qiu must be very distressed, right?"

Yu Beiming said: "Well, when we were moving today, he kept mumbling for a long time. Later, I gave him a sealing spell, and his ears became quieter."

Sang Feiwan imagined the scene and couldn't help but smile.

She joked: "It's a pity that you moved in too late. If it had been a few days earlier, you might have been caught by me to draw talismans. Zhang Xuexue is so talkative now."

Yu Beiming laughed: "That's really a pity."

"Great Immortal, you have to eat the poplar nectar vermicelli. Leaving it for a long time will affect the taste." The sandalwood demon snooped around for a while, waiting for the Immortal to finish tasting his "work" so that he could give a pertinent review.

As a result, as soon as this pretty boy came, he kept chatting away, and the desserts were already past their best tasting period.

Sang Feiwan's mouth has been chewing lately. Looking at the swollen sweet potato vermicelli floating in the soup base, he really has no desire to eat it.

So Sang Feiwan asked Yu Beiming: "Have you had dinner? Do you want to eat Yangzhi Manna... vermicelli?"

Yu Beiming said rudely: "Then it's hard work."

Sang Feiwan couldn't wait to push the soup bowl with the dessert over: "Try it."

Yu Beiming picked up the spoon, took a sip of the soup first, frowned his beautiful eyebrows slightly, then took a bite of vermicelli, and his frown deepened for a moment.

Sang Feiwan felt a little embarrassed: "If you don't like it...you can just try it."

"It tastes pretty good." Although Yu Beiming frowned, he still took one bite after another and quickly finished the entire bowl of dessert, not even missing the last vermicelli in the bowl.

Wiping his mouth with a tissue, he asked Sang Feiwan: "Why do you have the leisure to make desserts?"

Before Sang Feiwan could answer, the sandalwood demon came closer with a smile: "Of course Daxian can't cook it, I did it. Young man, do you like it? I'll come up with new dishes later. I'll call you to try it. ah."

It turns out that he naturally hates pretty girls - his face is too dark, which is really annoying.

But this pretty boy was so weird that he actually finished his dessert in one go and said it tasted good. Much better than those old guys like the Cypress Tree Demon and the Sophora Tree Demon. They only know how to attack trees and don’t understand food at all!

Yu Beiming glanced at the Sandalwood Demon lightly and smiled softly: "Okay, I live nearby, call me anytime if you need it."

After the sandalwood demon put away the dishes and left the living room happily, Sang Feiwan asked Yu Beiming: "How can you eat it?"

Just looking at it made her find it hard to swallow.

Yu Beiming said: "If you had eaten the food cooked by Lao Qiu, you wouldn't ask this question."

It's worse than the Sandalwood Demon's cooking. How bad is it?

No wonder, Yu Beiming looked very thin. It turned out that he had not been eating well for a long time.

Sang Feiwan's sympathy for him deepened.

It was getting late, and after Yu Beiming chatted for a few words, he stood up and left.

The villa he rented was located at the edge of Jiangyue Villa. It was slightly smaller and the decoration was very simple.

It is said that when the original landlord was halfway through the renovation, the renovation workers were so scared that they ran away because of the "Haunted Villa" incident.

Now that the landlord was working out of town, the house was of no use if it was vacant, so he rented it to Yu Beiming.

Master Qiu was still busy cleaning up the house. When he saw Yu Beiming coming back, he immediately ran over and pointed at his mouth with a whimper.

Yu Beiming waved his hand and released the sealing spell for him.

Master Qiu breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then began to scold again: "You are still running to someone else's house so late at night. Master, can you have some backbone?"

Yu Beiming glanced at him lightly. Master Qiu was shocked and hurriedly covered his mouth.

But he couldn't remain silent for more than three seconds, and he couldn't help but said: "Master, why are you trying to embarrass yourself? For her, you have become a humble person in the entertainment industry, why don't you dare to express your feelings?"

"There is also a magic weapon. You worked hard to make it, and you just gave it away casually? You also learned how to braid rope for two whole days?"

"He's sneaking into someone else's neighborhood now! Look at this shabby house, it's not even as good as our firewood shed in Shoulongshan, and it still costs 50,000 yuan a month?"

"If only you weren't so love-minded and focused on your career, we, Shoulongshan, could now rule the world! And... ah, don't, don't shut up... Uh? Huh? Uh-huh!!!"