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Chapter 464 The Raksha Pavilion Comes

Chapter 470 The Raksha Pavilion Comes
An Ran patted her on the head, brushed Xia Bing's slightly messy hair, and said with a smile

"What's the matter? Still thinking about begging for mercy? When we bullied those three disciples last time, we didn't show mercy."

Xia Bing thought about what happened later, and also thought about the purpose of their coming here, sitting on the dark chair, leaning on the back of the chair, waving his hands and saying:

"Forget it, forget it, I didn't come back from begging for mercy, and this lady didn't settle accounts later."

An Ran smiled, stood up, and looked at the room carefully.

When you first step into the room, you will see the Eight Immortals Table in front of you. Looking around, it is spacious and bright enough.

Three meters away on the left hand side, there is a large screen with pictures of hounds and eagles, and the grassland is green.

The appearance of rows of stone bricks on the ground is a bit defective, but the ground is flat, clean and tidy.

Looking across the screen, there is a neat bed, the gray quilt is placed on the bed, and the tassels in front of the bed curtain hang down, with a bright burnt yellow.

An Ran leaned against the edge of the screen and looked inside, with a little bit of laziness and carelessness.

"I really want to know what kind of guests are more important than you."

So much so that it was arranged in such a place.

Of course, An Ran didn't mean to be disgusted. At the beginning, she slept in the World of Warcraft Forest for four or five days, and she didn't say a word of complaint.

However, since this western medicine stove dared to let them come, it already has a way of hospitality that makes guests feel comfortable.

Although the place where the guest wants to live should not be the best, it should not be dealt with in this way.

It can only show that the good rooms are already full, or there are people who are ready to move in.

And the status is not lower than that of Gongyi.

A gleam flashed in Gongyizhi's eyes, and his slightly calloused hands swept across the table lightly, a little dust appeared on his hands, and said calmly and slowly.

"You see it too?"

An Ran chuckled and said nothing.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the room.
"Master Gongyi, it's already noon. I wonder if you need lunch? The servant has brought you and your friends lunch."

Xia Bing stood up first, walked over, and opened the door.

What came into view was a young man, wearing gray clothes, with a food box in his hand.

Xia Bing turned sideways to let the servant who delivered the food enter.

Seeing the little servant, he saluted first, then stepped into the door, walked to the Eight Immortals table, opened the food box and began to set meals.

An Ran stepped forward with a gentle smile on her face

"Brother, are you delivering lunch to all those who come to participate in the election of your leader?"

The young man, when he heard what An Ran said, he glanced at An Ran

"Yes, girls. The three girls are the last three guests. The rest of them arrived early. There are even some guests who have stayed here for more than ten days."

An Ran nodded,
"Oh? A guest who stayed for ten days? Does the little brother know who the rest of the guests are? We haven't visited them one by one, so we don't have a clue."

The little brother looked An Ran up and down, and said

"Miss, in fact, according to the regulations of the western medicine furnace, our servants are not allowed to talk too much, but seeing the girl is so kind, I will talk too much. Miss, have you heard of Luocha Pavilion?"

An Ran and Gongyi looked at each other, smiled and said

"Raksha Pavilion? But that evil sect?"

The little brother quickly shook his hand, showing panic

"Girl, don't say such things, lest people listen to you and cause you to be murdered. It's just that the election of the head of this time indeed recruited someone from the Raksha Pavilion. It is said that Master Xiguhui recruited it. After all, our Western Medicine Furnace is a neutral sect, but anyone who makes money will give alchemy to everyone."

When Xia Bing heard about Luocha Pavilion, she had been staring at the dishes on the table, but now she became more energetic.

"Then do you know who is here?"

The little brother hesitated for a long time, and finally, seeing Xia Bing as a delicate woman, he said:
"I heard my uncle call her Miss Ling'er. It is said that she is also a genius in refining medicine. She is young and has a pure and beautiful face like you."

An Ran frowned slightly when she heard the words of the lunch boy.

"Miss Linger?"

Similarly, Xia Bing and Gongyi, like An Ran, thought of one person, Situ Ling.

The little brother put down the food and left without disturbing him.

An Ran stepped forward and closed the door.

Xia Bing pouted, took the chopsticks on top of those warm dishes, picked up a chopstick, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Don't care

"Even if it's her, so what. Our goal is that medicine. For others, it's best not to provoke us, otherwise we won't be easy to bully."

Xia Bing was angry.

When she thought of Situ Ling, she felt angry.

Originally, because of Situ Hai's relationship, Xia Bing was still hesitating what to do.

As a result, at Jiu Ruijin's house that day, that dead Situ Ming actually said that, and she knew that the relationship between Situ Hai and him was not as simple as father's kindness and son's filial piety.

So she asked Ah Jin to investigate.

Tsk, Situ Hai is not Situ Bo's biological son.

This is not over yet, Situ Hai's father saved Situ Bo's life before his death, but his father died because of this, Situ Bo remembered his kindness and recognized him as his son.

At that time Situ Hai was already three or four years old, and he had a recognition, so he knew very well that he was not Situ Hai's son.

Afterwards, the Situ family showed that they really recognized him as the eldest brother, and the family enjoyed themselves happily.

But if you combine what Xia Bing heard and saw with your own ears.

They didn't recognize Situ Hai as a son, but as a servant with the name Situ.

Even mentioning him, is a look of disdain and arrogance.Because they believed that the word Situ was a gift given to him, and they should be content with it, and they should serve the Situ family for the rest of their lives.

But he forgot who Situ Hai's father died for.

They are ungrateful and ungrateful.

Therefore, it was just that Situ Ling was not pleasing to the eye, but now, Xia Bing is not pleasing to the whole family.

Gongyi glanced at Xia Bing who was already eating, and said,
"After dinner, go out and familiarize yourself with the situation of the western medicine stove."

At least when it's time to tear your skin apart, you can get out of your body.

An Ran also sat down and sighed.
"I only have half a month. After half a month, even if I can't get it, I have to withdraw."

Xia Bing blinked her eyes, showing sympathy, even if An Ran didn't say anything, she knew why.

"He doesn't know, is he here to do business?"

An Ran took a deep breath, she was 100% sure that if she said that she was here to get that Kuntian seaweed, that person would never let her out.

(End of this chapter)