Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1332

"Sword Tower!?"

"Who asked you to come?"

Meimei just glanced at the two of them, and a cold look immediately appeared on her face.

see.

The middle-aged man looked at the slacker helplessly, and said bitterly: "Lord slacker, you can't be dumb at a time like this, can you?"

Although the two of them came to the capital by the order of their teacher, the order of the teacher also came from lazy ghosts.

If it wasn't for their master, the owner of Jianlou, who had received the slacker's call for help, why would he have thrown the two of them to the capital to help?
it's good now.

The troubles in the capital did not let them run into them.

But they ran into the owner of the Rouge Building. Isn't this driving them to death?

Who doesn't know that the owner of the Rouge Tower had an inexplicable relationship with the owner of the Sword Tower back then?
In the end, nothing happened, so that there had been no communication between the Rouge Tower and the Sword Tower for more than ten years.

"Meimei! I called them here."

The slacker opened his mouth, patted Meimei on the shoulder, and said, "Before Miao Nian appeared, the boss was in the capital, and there was no one available. The only ones who could lend a helping hand were the Sword House and the Medicine House."

"In this case, if the people from the medicine building come, what can they do?"

If possible, the slacker certainly doesn't want to interfere in the grievances between Yanzhilou and Jianlou, so as not to make himself a human being inside and out.

But how could a slacker think too much about the situation at that time?
"That's right! Meimei, this matter was decided by me and the slacker."

"If you feel uncomfortable, scold me and the slacker together."

The blind monk also interrupted at this moment to add.

Although he had no idea when the slacker had informed Jianlou, he felt that the slacker had done the right thing.

"Waste of saliva!"

Meimei glared at the two of them angrily.

Although she has grievances and grievances with the master of the sword building, it is not too difficult to distinguish the priorities of the matter.

"Master Meimei, that...Actually, before we came to the capital, Master gave me a letter and told us to hand it over to you personally. Look..."

The one who spoke was the young disciple with the ruler on his back. He felt that the anger in Meimei's heart had subsided a little, so he hurriedly said.

It's just that the dodging eyes are obviously still afraid that Meimei will target them.

"Yes, Master Meimei, in fact, over the past ten years, the person we have cared about the most in our hearts has always been you, and it has never changed. I remember that the landlord came back from serious injuries several times. name."

The middle-aged man next to the young man nodded and added in agreement.

"is it?"

The corners of Meimei's mouth raised slightly, and then she revealed an intriguing smile.

Immediately.

The two Jianlou disciples shivered for no reason, only felt that Meimei's smile made people shudder.

"Since you all heard Li Jiange say my name when he was unconscious, then... what is my name?"

Meimei giggled, her tone suddenly became extremely serious, staring at the two of them fiercely and questioning.

"what?"

The two Jianlou disciples were stunned.

this problem.

Are they, as disciples, able to know the answer?
"Huh? What the hell!"

Meimei slapped the two of them on the head angrily, then stretched out her hand, turned her head away, and said, "You are still in a daze when you can't answer? Give me the letter!"

really.

Things like elm heads are contagious.

The owner of Jianlou is an elm head, and he is also an elm head who doesn't understand the style.

The disciples he cultivated were all the same.

All the same elm heads.

"Oh, oh, ok, ok, I... I'll look for..."

The disciple with the ruler on his back nodded his head and hurriedly rummaged through the inner lining of his clothes.

Soon, a crumpled letter was handed to Meimei.

"You... don't you have any grudge against Li Jiange?"

"Why did you twist this letter into such a shape?"

Meimei suddenly turned into a tigress, her eyes almost burst into flames.

She glared fiercely at the two Jianlou disciples and roared angrily.

Then snatched the letter away.

ten years.

This was the first time she had received a letter from Li Jiange, even if it was delivered by his disciple, Meimei felt that there was more comfort in her heart.

At least, he didn't forget her!
As for the letter being rubbed into this shape by two disciples, Meimei can only comfort herself, it is better than nothing!
After snatching the letter, Meimei left without looking back.

Those jade legs, as if they had been oiled, disappeared from the sight of the main hall in a flash.

"Snapped!"

"Clap clap..."

The blind monk, the slacker, and the old Taoist Nanfeng all slapped him on the forehead in unison.

Shame!
"I'm sorry, Meimei has always had such a personality. Your landlord is very clear about this, so don't take it to heart."

Meimei is gone, the slacker still has to wipe her ass.

He pushed the wheelchair to the side of the two Jianlou disciples, and explained helplessly.

Fortunately, the two Jianlou disciples knew very well that no matter what Meimei's personality was, she was the owner of the Rouge Building, and she was also a woman whom the owner cared about, so how could they talk about it?

"Slacker landlord, don't say that, it's our fault, we didn't take good care of the letter that master gave us, which made the beautiful landlord feel unhappy."

The disciple carrying the ruler waved his hands repeatedly and replied.

The slacker was satisfied with such an answer.

Gently nodded, said: "I haven't seen your master for more than [-] years. I don't know what the development of the sword tower is now. What rank do you two have?"

The slacker looked at the two of them, feeling a little emotional.

At least.

When he knew Li Jiange, when he often went to Jianlou, Li Jiange hadn't accepted them as disciples yet.

20 years is enough to change too much.

"I am thirteen, brother three!"

The disciple with the ruler on his back replied.

He is ranked thirteenth in Jianlou, and his name is Thirteenth.

The disciple holding the long sword beside him is his senior brother, the third in the sword building, named Jiansan.

"You are Jian San?"

The slacker looked at Jian San with some surprise.

When the Jianlou became famous back then, Li Jiange, the owner of the building, was Jianyi who was the elder brother and concurrently served as the deputy owner of the Jianlou.

Now Li Jiange has not stepped out of the sword building for many years, and all the big and small things in the building are taken care of by Jian Yi.

of course.

This is not important.

You know, Jian Er and Jian San are also people of the same era as them.

It's just that although the slacker has been to Jianlou many times, he has never had the chance to meet Jian Er and Jian San.

How can the slacker not be surprised when they meet under such circumstances?

"Exactly!"

Jian held the sword in three hands and arched it lightly, then returned the salute.

"Good! Good!"

"Li Jiange let you enter the capital, that really relieved our pressure a lot."

(End of this chapter)