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He watched Ming Ming fly out, was grabbed by Dandan, and then the big cat skillfully climbed onto Meng Mingchao's shoulder, and attracted the attention of many people in the building with his chirp and meow.

Fang Suyi: "..."

It seems to be wandering repeatedly on the verge of ruin.

How would the Xiuxian tabloid, which knows everything and loves to add oil and vinegar, write about it?

In short, let's make amends to the original owner first.

Fang Shiyi coughed lightly, seeing the girl in red approaching, pondered over the gaudy words, but before she could say it, she realized that the girl's eyes were wrong.

The little girl stared straight at him, completely forgetting about the lost and recovered spirit beast, her eyes were extremely fiery.

"Fang Shiyi!"

The girl was overjoyed, it seemed that the two of them knew each other very well.

Fang Shiyi couldn't figure it out, and asked slowly: "Your Excellency is..."

"I watched you grow up!"

"..." Fang Shiyi estimated the girl's age, and felt that it was a bit difficult to realize this sentence.

"I'm Mo Ling." The little girl replied shyly, and even glanced at Fang Shiyi's expression after she finished speaking.

Fang Shiyi's face was blank: "..."

Mo Ling was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage: "Yu Xingyou is such a big idiot! I must have never introduced me to you!"

and many more.

Fang Shiyi felt that he had vaguely caught something, and asked hesitantly, "Do you know... Luo Zhiwei?"

"Did Brother Zhiwei tell you?" Mo Ling's eyes brightened, "Brother Zhiwei is still reliable."

Only then did Fang Shiyi remember that Luo Zhiwei asked him for a badge with embarrassment on his face.

So this is the one Luo Zhiwei was talking about?

He looked up for a while, and smiled: "Miss Mo, I'm really sorry, I picked up and raised your spirit beast after it was lost, and I found out that it was from Heming Manor some time ago..."

Mo Ling glanced at Eggy, squinting at Meng Mingchao's shoulder, and quickly waved his hand, "I'm sorry, this big cat is naughty and greedy. When I was in the village, I got into trouble twice in three days and swallowed it alive. I caught a pond of fish raised by my uncle, and my uncle took it to face the wall, and if it didn’t give me food, it ran away in anger.”

Fang Shiyi thought to himself, Qi Chu's pond of fish has really gone through the gate of hell countless times.

"I thought it would be fine if I didn't come back, but I didn't expect to see it again." Mo Ling said, "Be careful not to let my uncle see it, or you will want to pluck its fur."

Eggy shook and meowed weakly.

Fang Shiyi wondered: "It's quite obedient with me."

Not only is he obedient, but even cowardly.

Meng Mingchao folded his hands in his sleeves, the old god was there, smiled, and caressed Fudandan's long hair.

Mo Ling stared at the big cat for a while, then turned his gaze to Meng Mingchao's face: "This is Junior Brother Meng, I heard from Xingyou."

Fang Shiyi nodded, this little girl is generous, although she has a coquettish air, she is not overbearing, but she thinks she is innocent and cute, and she has a good sense of what she says and does.

It would be nice if there was a little junior sister.

Just as he was talking, the scale was sent in a brocade box. Fang Shiyi took it and handed it to Meng Mingchao, and took out the treasure bag to give to Lingshi. Come on, take it as you please."

Fang Shiyi looked at him puzzled.

The waiter bowed his hands respectfully, and said with a smile: "Your honor is here."

Fang Shiyi frowned, and said in a calm tone, "I don't get paid for nothing, and I don't know any noble person. If that noble person gave something to the cabinet, please return it, I can afford it myself."

Waiter: "To be honest with Shaoxia Fang, the Duobao Pavilion belongs to that nobleman."

Fang Shiyi pointed to the scales: "How many spirit stones are these?"

"Ah?" The waiter had never seen someone who was not happy after picking up a bargain for nothing, and peeked at his face, "This demon scale was found by a senior in the pavilion on the ancient battlefield. The demonic aura on it is very weak, but the texture It is hard, comparable to a magic weapon, at first the seniors wanted to melt it into a sword, but it couldn’t melt after seven days and 49 days of fire, so I had to give up, and couldn’t find any other use, so I released it, in fact, it can be given away for free.”

Fang Shiyi looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

The waiter was silent for a while, and answered honestly, "Five hundred middle-grade spirit stones."

Fang Shiyi nodded, paid the Lingshi, and turned his head to smile at Mo Ling: "When encountering a small accident, I will take a step with my junior brother first, Miss Mo..."

"Can I follow you!"

Meng Mingchao showed no expression: "No."

Fang Shiyi patted his junior brother's head: "Of course."

Meng Mingchao plucked Eggy's hair bitterly.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the waiter hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop them: "Fang Shaoxia stay."

"Why, that nobleman doesn't allow me to leave?" Fang Shiyi's expression was still very kind, but Meng Mingchao, who was familiar with him, turned his eyes a few degrees colder.

It's been a long time since he saw Fang Shiyi unhappy.

"No, this," the waiter licked his lips, paying attention to avoiding the sight and ears of the people around him, "Doesn't Fang Shaoxia want to be in my master's territory?"

Fang Shiyi said, "That's too serious."

That's it.

"The little one just wants to tell Fang Shaoxia that if he wants to leave my master's territory, he can only leave Bai Yujing."

After finishing speaking, the waiter bowed respectfully again, and looked in the direction of the roof before leaving.

Meng Mingchao turned his head: "Brother?"

Mo Ling was careless, and didn't understand in a daze: "Huh? What do you mean? Is the so-called noble man kind or malicious? Is it Bai Yujing's overlord?"

In Bai Yujing, who can dominate the city lord?

After finishing speaking, the little girl came to her senses suddenly, her almond eyes widened and she covered her mouth.

Fang Shiyi didn't expect that he just came to Bai Yujing to ask for help, and by the way took his junior brother out for a stroll, and he would encounter such a thing. He also looked at the roof of the building, and couldn't figure out who the noble person he had never seen before was. Good is evil, after thinking for a moment, he slowly said: "Ming Chao, you wait here for a while, I will go up and meet that person."

Left and right Bai Yujing is his territory, and he can't avoid it even if he wants to.

Meng Mingchao threw Eggy into Mo Ling's arms: "I'll accompany you up."

Fang Shiyi laughed: "What are you going to do with me, they just want to see me."

"That man is mysterious, who knows if An'an has good intentions."

"Duobao Pavilion is so lively, even if that nobleman is uneasy and kind, he will not attack me in full view, let alone your senior brother who can bully anyone?" Fang Shiyi patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and looked at him curiously in embarrassment. Mo Ling, who looked at the two of them, blinked, "My junior brother is in poor health. I brought him up since he was a child, so he is clingy."

Mo Ling held back for a while, and sighed: "Why didn't I get picked up by Senior Wen..."

Fang Shiyi smiled: "I'll excuse you first."

Meng Mingchao pursed his lips unwillingly.

Pretending to be innocent might get Fang Shiyi's love and affection and pampering, but he also lost the chance to fight side by side with him.

Fang Shiyi is a protector who doesn't see the weak being bullied. He would rather guard a group of people behind him alone than allow those people to come out to share his worries. It's a bit pretentious to say... like a monk who wants to save the world.

But this temperament is like the blood flowing in his blood, which is endless and surging.

Maybe... it's time to reveal something to my senior brother?

Fang Shiyi didn't know Meng Mingchao's complicated thoughts.

Leaving Meng Mingchao downstairs was not because he really sensed the murderous intent.

The other party obviously just wanted him to go up, if not, just go along with it and see what the deal is.

Different from the ever-changing Baiyu Building, Duobao Pavilion is very simple and simple. After going up to the fourth floor, mottled old marks can even be seen on the wooden ladder, just like an ordinary high-rise building, without any magic tricks.

Fang Shiyi walked up to the top floor step by step, there was only one room above, the door was ajar, and voices could be faintly leaked from inside.

Fang Shiyi subconsciously stroked Wang Shujian on his waist, and knocked on the door.

"Please."

Fang Shiyi pushed the door open and entered, looked up, there was more than one person in the room, there were two people leaning on the railing behind the screen, whispering.The drunken Chen Juan was sitting crookedly, beside a strange man with a pale face.

Why is Chen Jiugui here?

Fang Shiyi glanced at him suspiciously, and cupped his hands at the man who was staring at him unblinkingly: "My lord, I don't know if you specially asked me to come up, what's the matter?"

The other party looked at him in a daze, and after a long while, the words that came out of his mouth were like chicken and duck: "...you have grown so big."

Fang Shiyi thought dumbly, oh, another one who watched me grow up?

The city lord of Bai Yujing was silent for a while, as if he didn't know where to start, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind the screen: "If you can't speak, let me speak."

Fang Shiyi was stunned: "Third Martial Uncle! Why are you here?"

After the Yaozu riot, Lu Tingchi led Fang Shiyi and other disciples for a while, then left in a hurry, and rarely returned to Shanhaimen since then.

Walking out of the screen with him was a young man of similar stature, with a calm and gentle expression, a simple and simple sword on his back, and eyes as clean as a newborn.

Lu Tingchi watched him: "I didn't expect to meet you, Xiao Shiyi, why did you come here?"

Fang Shiyi lied without changing his face: "The world is not yet stable. In the past, the teachers and uncles protected us. Now it's time for me to go out and walk around by myself."

"Don't fart on me." Lu Tingchi seemed to be in a good mood, turned his head to look at the young man beside him, and showed a slight smile, "Chenghe, this is the nephew I told you about."

The young man nodded kindly to Fang Shiyi.

Fang Shiyi found it a bit weird, but it's not easy to speculate about the elder's affairs. He was a man with his tail between his legs, and was stared at by the strange city lord.

Lu Tingchi saw that he was uncomfortable, so he kicked the city lord on the back: "Don't stare, people don't know how to run, if you keep staring, you might really disappear."

After a pause, he picked up the jade slip from the table and shook Fang Shiliu: "Are you looking for the person mentioned above?"

Fang Shiyi silently rolled his eyes at Chen Juan, who was pretending to be dead.

Chen Jue resurrected with a smile: "Of course I may not be able to find it, I can only find it here, Lord City Lord."

Fang Shiyi nodded helplessly: "Why, uncle, is there something wrong?"

"Hmm..." Lu Tingchi pondered for a while, "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just...do you know who the person above is?"

Fang Shiyi couldn't help but laugh: "If I knew, I wouldn't have come to investigate."

Lu Tingchi: "I know."

Fang Shiyi's eyes lit up: "Who is it?"

At this time, the Lord City Lord, who had been pretending to be dumb for a long time, slowly opened his mouth, saying a surprising word: "Your ancestor."

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Tell a joke:

Fang Shiyi: "If I can find it, it's not impossible for me to recognize him as my ancestor."