Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 82

Shen Luo turned around and walked down the high platform gracefully, and Fan Qingtian followed with his jaw slightly lowered.

Walking in front of Ying Chenxi, Shen Luo smiled and said, "Master Yingpin, Shen has brought Mr. Fan to see the workshop owner."

Naturally, she knew what Shen Luo meant. The master wanted to see Fan Qingtian alone, so Ying Chenxi naturally wouldn't be confused about the situation, and said with a faint smile, "Remember to take good care of Mr. Fan."

While speaking, looking at Fan Qingtian who had already walked in front of her, Ying Chenxi said with a light smile, "I wish you good luck, you can negotiate with Fang Master."

"Borrowing the auspicious words of the owner of the film, return the Buyao." Fan Qingtian said softly with a faint smile, and then handed the Buyao in front of Ying Chenxi.

Ying Chenxi didn't take the Bu Yao from Fan Qingtian's hand, and smiled charmingly, "I wonder if you can let the young master take it for the little girl?"

"Of course." Fan Qingtian then inserted Bu Yao into Ying Chenxi's coiled purple hair.

While the other women watched Fan Qingtian stepping in for Ying Chenxi, their faces were full of envy, imagining how happy they would be if they were Ying Chenxi.

"It seems that our film owner has moved his heart?" Shen Luo asked anxiously when he saw this.

Smiling without saying a word, Ying Chenxi saluted Fan Qingtian, "Little girl left first, if Mr. Fan needs anything, you can come to Pinse Pavilion to find me, please."

After the words fell, Ying Chenxi's swaying figure gradually disappeared from everyone's eyes.

And Shen Luo smiled lightly, looked at Fan Qingtian and said, "Let's go."

"En." Fan Qingtian responded lightly, and then the two left side by side.

The women present couldn't help but look disappointed when they saw that the two outstanding handsome men had already left. They obviously lost interest in the men who started to compete for talent on the stage.

And Fang Fan Qingtian followed Shen Luo to the fifth floor attic.

The two of them didn't talk all the way, and Fan Qingtian didn't mention why he didn't have to go through the fifth pass to meet Fangzhu.

Fan Qingtian didn't know that this fifth level was entirely dependent on the owner's mood. If the owner was willing, Fan Qingtian could meet the owner without spending money or going through the level.

Stepping up to the attic on the fifth floor, Fan Qingtian's amber eyes flickered slightly.

I saw that the attic on the fifth floor was like a cloudscape in the sky. There was a snow-white cloud layer on the ground, and two houses were built in the cloud layer, surrounded by clouds and mist. With a faint fragrance.

A few birds stood under the eaves and chirped cheerfully. The scene at this moment was dreamy and unreal.

This is a room within a room, a scene within a room, ordinary people will inevitably be shocked when they see such a scene.

I took a special look at Fan Qingtian, without Shen Luo's expected Fan Qingtian's surprised expression, Shen Luo couldn't help raising his brows lightly, wondering who Fan Qingtian was in front of him, seeing such a scene Isn't she curious and wants to ask?
But looking at Fan Qingtian's appearance, he had no intention of opening his mouth at all.

Fan Qingtian didn't want to speak, that's because she knew it was an illusion, it was just a phantom cast by an onmyoji, so it didn't surprise her.

Shen Luo led Fan Qingtian towards the house, standing in the attic on the fifth floor as if he was in the clouds.

At this time, a candle was suddenly lit in one of the rooms, and the orange-red candle light illuminated the darkness in the room, and then a slender figure was reflected on the paper sliding door.

It can be vaguely seen that the black figure on the reflection is holding a palm-sized incense burner, with wisps of light smoke floating from the burner hole.

Seeing this, Shen Luo immediately bent down and shouted to the figure in the house, "Master."

A deep and pleasant voice came from the people in the room, "You should step back first."

"Yes, Fangzhu." Shen Luo then left quickly.

With Shen Luo's departure, the air suddenly became quiet.

The people inside and outside the house didn't speak, they were so quiet that they could hear clearly even a needle falling on the ground.

Looking at the figure in the room indifferently, Fan Qingtian's eyes sank a little, and he took the lead to break the silence and bluntly stated the purpose of this time, "Fan Qing, I heard that the owner of the workshop knows where the Qianji Pavilion is, can you tell me?"

Hearing this, the figure reflected on the paper door put down the incense burner in his hand, and said in a soft and elegant voice, "Young Master Fan, do you know the rules of Qianji Pavilion?"

Frowning lightly, a light flashed in the amber eyes, and Fan Qingtian said indifferently, "I don't know."

"Then the owner of the workshop doesn't mind telling you again. If you still insist on going to Qianji Pavilion, then the owner of the workshop will take you there." Yan Dongqing said with a hint of concern in her elegant voice.

Unexpectedly, Yan Dongqing would care about her as a stranger, Fan Qingtian smiled slightly on his calm face, "Then please tell me about the rules of Qianji Pavilion."

"Qianji Pavilion only pawns, and exchanges items, news, or souls, and does not charge money." Yan Dongqing in the room held a brush in his hand, dipped it in ink, and dropped it on the rice paper, continuing, "This exchange You must satisfy the people in Qianji Pavilion, if you fail to give them something satisfactory twice, they will take your soul, I wonder if Mr. Fan is willing to go after listening to the words of the owner of this square?"

There were no waves in his eyes, and Fan Qingtian said calmly, "The owner of the workshop means that the things I exchanged with Qianji Pavilion are all based on Qianji Pavilion's personal preferences. If I can't come up with what Qianji Pavilion likes Things, does that mean there is life-threatening danger below?"

"Mr. Fan is extremely intelligent, and this workshop owner appreciates it very much. If Mr. Fan is willing to come to work in my Geyan workshop, if you have any needs, this workshop owner will definitely help you if you can do it for you." The elegant voice lingered faintly in the In the air, Yan Dongqing directly extended an olive branch to attract Fan Qingtian.

There is no one who doesn't like talents, especially in a place like Geyanfang, of course they hope to recruit more talents.

Hearing these words, the corners of Fan Qingtian's mouth curled up. It's a good thing to be admired, but she won't do things for anyone.

"Thank you for Miao Zan, the master, and thank you for your appreciation of me, but I am sorry that I am too free to work for the master." Fan Qingtian refused without leaving any room.

After listening to Fan Qingtian's words, a dark light flashed across Yan Dongqing's eyes.

Not everyone can enter Ge Yan Fang, but Yan Dongqing, who is the owner of the workshop, personally invited Fan Qingtian to join Ge Yan Fang.

Yan Dongqing didn't speak for a while, and the air fell into silence again. After a while, Yan Dongqing said in a slightly regretful voice, "It's a pity that you, a talented person like you, can't be recruited into Geyanfang. It seems that Mr. Fan is Are you really ready to go to Qianji Pavilion?"

"En." Fan Qingtian responded lightly.

Afterwards, the door of the house was slowly pushed and pulled open to both sides, revealing the figure of the man in the room reflected on the door.

(End of this chapter)