The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 22
But a moment later, an old man came in like the wind, along with a man in red and the panting manager Wu.

As soon as the first elder came in, he looked straight at Leng Wuyou, and his eyes were as bright as a [-]-watt light bulb.

The appearance of the first elder made Leng Wuyou's heart tremble. Omg, look at those eyes, as if they were going to eat people, and frowned slightly, because no one could see her with the mask on. The expression on her face, but the breath around her was a little cold, making people feel that she was not worried.

The first elder felt it, and some Shanshan said, "Sorry, little friend, the old man is too excited and a little lost."

"No problem." Leng Wuyou shook his head.

Seeing that the other party was really all right, the first elder breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at another bottle of medicine pill on the table with his eyes shining and said, "Can you let the old man take a look at this bottle of medicine medicine?"

Leng Wuyou made a gesture, indicating that the other party was free.

Seeing this, the Great Elder carefully picked up another bottle of medicinal herbs on the table, removed the cork, and a clear medicinal fragrance wafted out, spreading out in the private room, and the few people who smelled the medicinal fragrance only felt refreshed. With a shock, the elder took a deep breath, the old face smiled into a ball, and the corners of his eyes were full of folds.

Before Guanshi Wu looked for him, but when he didn't see the medicinal pill, his first reaction was disbelief. Even a third-grade medicinal pill would not have such a medicinal effect. Besides, it was a three-point poison, and the erysipelas was impossible. The ones that are eliminated can only be slowly cleaned up with spiritual power after taking them, but after seeing the medicine pill, um, slapped the face instantly.

"Can you take the liberty to ask, who made this medicine pill, little friend?" The first elder stared at Leng Wuyou with a pair of eyes, not letting go of her actions.

Leng Wuyou lifted his eyelids at the first elder's question and didn't answer, just asked, "Can you send me a photo?"

Leng Wuyou's answer did not make the Great Elder dissatisfied, but determined a certain guess in his heart. He felt that this medicinal pill came from the hand of the person in front of him, which was an intuition, "Yes, of course, it's just that "..." The elder paused.

Leng Wuyou raised his eyes, "How?"

"That's right, Xiaoyou's elixir is very amazing in terms of rank and effect, so I suggest that this elixir be reserved for the big auction in a month, and during this period, I will promote the elixir."

The elders mentioned all these things that were beneficial to her, so Leng Wuyou only hesitated and agreed, "Then what is the cost of sending photos?" Leng Wuyou's gaze shifted to Director Wu.

Seeing this, Manager Wu hurriedly stepped forward and told what happened before.

At this time, the man in red who had been silent all the time stood up, "This son, I am Hua Qianye, the master of the young pavilion of this family, what Lao Wu said before is naturally valid, we only take items for auction. One percent of the profit, but can I ask your son to agree to the next small request."

Leng Wuyou glanced at him without emotion, and said that the [-]% profit is an apology. Since it is an apology, what else do you ask for, but for her character design, (character design, may I ask your character design, boss? A god horse?) So, "What's the requirement?"

"That's right, if you still have medicinal pills to send in the future, can you cooperate with me in Xuanyuan Pavilion?" Hua Qianye looked a little out of place, but he was actually very shrewd. The efficacy of the medicine alone is very amazing. It is like the Qi Hui Dan. Now the disciples of that family do not go out to practice. It is a big problem that the spiritual energy is exhausted during the training. Secondly, if you lose your life, you will be unlucky. Besides, body tempering pills, spiritual masters, and talisman masters are weak, and martial artists are slow to advance. robbed object.

Leng Wuyou gave him a deep look, and said that there is no profit or business, and sure enough, this person is interested in his own fat, but it is not up to him to decide who this fat is, "You It's good to think about it!"

"You will agree." Hua Qianye didn't care about Leng Wuyou's ridicule, but was very sure that he would agree.

"I agreed." Regarding Hua Qianye's certainty, Leng Wuyou had no emotional atmosphere, and just replied the other party's affirmative answer.

After discussing the cooperation, the first elder and the steward Wu left first as they still had something to do. Leng Wuyou was not in a hurry to leave, took a sip of the tea cup and said, "Wuyou." What kind of son is it?

Hua Qianye shook the jade flute's hand for a while, and it took a long while to realize that he was telling him who he was, and he, too, forgot to ask the other party's name.

"My name is Hua Qianye, the young pavilion master of Xuanyuan Pavilion." Although Director Wu introduced him before, it is better to introduce himself, otherwise he will lose his reputation as a romantic son.

Leng Wuyou nodded, his eyes fell on him, and then he noticed that the man in front of him was only an eighteen-year-old boy. The boy was dressed in red, holding a white jade flute in his hand, his amorous peach blossom eyes slightly raised, and his lips The corners are raised, and the evil spirits are bewitched. It is indeed very beautiful. No wonder it is on the beauty list.

Although this person is good-looking, he is not as good-looking as that guy. He is like a combination of fairy and demon, contradictory but not incompatible. With that inexplicable and amazing temperament, he is particularly attractive, just like her, attracted by I can't help but want to beat him.

In the Thirty-Three Halls, Jun Moyuan, who was listening to his subordinate's report, suddenly sneezed, causing the subordinate who reported the matter to froze and forgot to report it. Dare to speak, for fear of angering the master, Jun Moyuan glanced at him, and spit out two words lightly, "Continue."

"Yes." Seeing that the master was not angry, the subordinates breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to report, "Since the last incident, most of the people above have been very calm, except for the few families, who have been secretly inquiring about the lower realm recently. …”

Jun Moyuan listened to his subordinate's report, and his mind had already flown away. It wasn't the little guy who was thinking about him just now. It seems that he should finish his work quickly, so that he can have time to see that little thing. Not to mention that the little guy with a serious face is quite cute.

(End of this chapter)