Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Zhuge Canglan stopped him: "Wait, I... still want to see your boss, find a way to let me see her, these... are still yours!"

As he spoke, he took out a certain amount of silver, and the white silver reflected dazzling light in the dim light.

I almost blinded Xiaoer's eyes, and the sum totaled more than 20 taels, which was enough for their family to feed for three or four months.

But... meet the boss!

"Girl, it's not that the little one doesn't help you, it's that our boss is hard to see. His old man... rarely comes, and even if he does, he won't tell the little one like this in advance..."

Zhuge Canglan frowned: "Then who is in charge of the fighting arena now?"

"It's the boss, but... the boss is not easy to see!"

"Your boss..."

As soon as Zhuge Canglan opened his mouth, he heard a gentle male voice behind him.

"Who wants to see me?"

Zhuge Canglan turned around, only to see a young man in his 20s coming in from the door.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, handsome and tall, holding a folding fan in his hand, his facial features are elegant and handsome, and his whole body exudes a bookish air, even if he is not smiling, he still makes people feel very comfortable.

Zhuge Canglan looked him over, and found that he was also a person with five spiritual roots, and... his cultivation level seemed not low.

He came to Zhuge Canglan, "Little girl, do you want to see me?"

Zhuge Canglan asked coldly: "You are the boss."

"Why don't you want me to be the person in charge of the fighting arena?"

"intuition……"

"Then, what can I do for you?"

Saying this is to affirm his own identity.

"Have!"

"Okay, let's talk later."

"it is good……"

Zhuge Canglan winked at Jin Mi, and Jin Mi followed her obediently with the sack on her shoulders.

Zhuge Canglan asked, "What's the name?"

"You can call me Gongziyu, where is the little girl?"

Gong Ziyu glanced at the ruthless little girl, feeling curious in his heart, it turned out to be the same five-line pseudo-spiritual root as himself, and...has broken through the foundation-building stage.

There are very few people in her grade who can break through foundation establishment even if they are true spiritual roots, let alone the slowest pseudo spiritual roots. How did she do it?

He has seen countless people, but he has never seen such a strange person. He is only twelve or thirteen years old, but the look in his eyes and the tone of his voice make it hard to believe that she is just a little girl.

And the little girl behind her who seems to be only seven or eight years old is not simple.

Zhuge Canglan hesitated for a moment and said, "Canglan."

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Gong Ziyu brought Zhuge Canglan to the wine cellar of the inn, found one of the wine jars and turned it twice.

Suddenly, an open secret door appeared on the adobe wall.

Gong Ziyu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Miss Canglan, we are here, please come in..."

"Your guest, or... you invite first!"

Gong Ziyu seemed to know what Zhuge Canglan was worried about, "Okay... I will lead the girl."

In the underground passage made of stone, on the walls on both sides of the passage, there is a torch every three or four meters.

It's long like it can't go to the end, and it spins down round and round.

The two of them did not speak along the way, and only the sound of footsteps could be heard in the quiet passage.

After walking for more than a quarter of an hour, I finally walked to the end and came to two closed stone gates.

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