Jia Huan looked at Zhen Feng's greed and passionate face that could not be hidden, and he felt it was funny.

But I think it's not possible.

No matter how wise a person is, he has lived in flattery and invincibility since childhood, and he will inevitably be unclear in positioning.

This is true for many powerful emperors from ancient times, let alone the dandy who lived in a wealthy country and grew up with women?

Therefore, next, no matter how Zhen Fu tempted or even threatened him, Jia Huan just smiled and refused to answer.

Just when he was about to break up, suddenly, a tall girl came in from outside, which was Zi Xue next to Mrs. Fengsheng.

After seeing Zi Xue, Zhen Fu, who had already begun to look ferocious, instantly became gentle and elegant again as if Bai Shuang had encountered the scorching sun.

However, his eyes still glared at Jia Huan with threats.

Jia Huan found it funny, but he still stood up to greet Zi Xue.

Zi Xue's face was dignified and her demeanor was not as good as an ordinary maid. Looking at Zhen Fu and Jia Huan, her expression was not as lowly as she smiled and said, "Before my ancestors rested, they suddenly remembered that the Third Master would set off tomorrow morning and that they still had important things to do. Don't drink too much, which would make the most of the matter misleading, so I asked me to give me a reminder."

Zhen Feng's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and then he smiled and said with apologies: "Old ancestors are really worried, I."

Before Zhen Feng finished speaking, Jia Huan interrupted and said, "Not to mention it, it's too old lady who is wise. I just drank a little too much and my head was a little dizzy. Well, the old lady said it is reasonable. As the saying goes, if you don't listen to the old lady, you will suffer a loss. Since that's the case, brother, let's go? If you have the chance in the future, I will definitely put a big seat in the Kyoto of God, and your grand tour will come."

Zhen Feng was annoyed when he heard this, but he had to squeeze out a smile on his face and said, "Third brother is so polite, so let's sit for a while. Let's have a good chat with you brothers."

Jia Huan's eyes were drunk and slightly drunk, and joked, "Brother, it's better to do it. I believe in one principle of being a human being, that is, to know how to stop everything. Be careful not to be too late, and to remember to be content and always be happy. Since I have been full of wine and meals, I will not be able to disturb me anymore. The old lady has already rested, so I can't bother me anymore. Please ask my elder brother and sister Zixue to accuse me of my younger brother. I will not pay my respects to her before leaving tomorrow."

When Zhen Feng heard this, his face changed a little red, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

But Zixue, the capable girl of the old lady, was right in front of him, and he was not easy to do.

Otherwise, it would be better to eat if it was heard by the old lady.

Zi Xue nodded politely and agreed.

Jia Huan smiled and bowed his hand, saying to Zhen Feng: "Brother, there will be a date later."

Even though Zhen Fu was full of reluctance, he was powerless at this moment, so he could only smile and said, "There will be a date later."

Jia Huan laughed and turned around and left, but was stopped by Zhen Feng again and said unhappily: "Third brother, since Youxia and Lidong have been given to you, how can you not take it away?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan raised his eyebrows lightly and glanced at the two girls who were nervous, thinking that if he kept them, he would be troubled.

Forget it, let’s do it to the end. It just so happens that there is one who is good at painting, so she can be a painting teacher for her fourth sister.

Thinking of this, Jia Huan bowed and thanked again: "For this, thank you brother."

After saying that, he said to the two women who were nervous and had a sad expression: "Don't worry, although Jia is just a vulgar martial artist and is not knowledgeable about literature and literature, but the sisters in the family are full of smelling the fragrance of ink and have a rich belly. After you two go with me, you will go and be with my sisters in the family."

Then, he said to Zhen Feng, who was stunned: "I'll send someone to Ningguo Mansion together. I thank you again!"

Finally, Jia Huan bowed to everyone and left with a laugh.

Because of the loss of the cart and goods when they arrived, Jia Huan and his group rushed to Ningguo Mansion again after two quarters of an hour.

After everyone dismounted, they did not say much, and hurriedly walked towards the side hall of the main room, including the mute mother-in-law who had been following Jia Huan.

When is there another Wuzong in the world?

Halfway through the way, Jia Huan met Nalan Senruo, and said, "Have you arranged it all? Is there any slight negligence?"

Nalan Senruo followed quickly and said respectfully: "When you see the match, the young man knows what the third master means, so how dare you be negligent! He arranged that master into the first-class guest room in the wing room, picked up the best food, clothing and expenses and sent it to him, but"

"Just what?"

"But this man doesn't seem to like this, and he even invited the two maids sent to serve him out. He didn't change his clothes, and the delicacies he brought in were replaced with five kilograms of beef and two kilograms of old wine."

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"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Come in."

Jia Huan smiled and pushed the door open with the Han brothers, Timuer and his son, the mute mother-in-law and Nalan Senruo.

The guest rooms are large and not very luxurious, but they are not bad.

Clean and elegant.

Wu Yuan was still wearing a coarse linen coat, and the length behind his head was tied up with only a hemp rope. One hand was placed on the table in front of the chair he was sitting, holding an inconspicuous black iron sword in his hand, and holding a jar of wine with the other hand, drinking in big mouthfuls.

He is so arrogant that he is unruly and unruly.

Yes, only such a person and such a demeanor can be worthy of his Wuzong's strength.

"Uncle Yuan!"

After Jia Huan entered the house, he looked at Wu Yuandao with a bright smile.

Wu Yuan looked around the crowd with dark eyes, paused on the mute mother-in-law, and then said, "Young Master, you are not too polite as the head of the family. And Wu is a general of the family, and he is not good at breaking the rules. Or do you do whatever you want to do."

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Uncle Yuan, you are Wuzong, how can you really be the same? If you neglect you and leave one day, wouldn't I regret it and die? I'm not a person like Zhen Feng who has no vision."

Wu Yuan lowered his head slightly, looked at the iron sword on the table with a little dazzled look, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Wu considers himself a real man. Since he swears to you in front of the old lady, he will do his best. How could he leave?"

Jia Huan was not very adaptable to dealing with such a person who was so stunning in a certain field. He always felt respect involuntarily. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "I've been saying it, I've been saying it."

Wu Yuan shook his head gently and said lightly: "Since martial arts, except for laying the foundation or hiding his enemies before his martial arts mastery, he spent most of his time wandering around the world and honing his martial arts. What kind of hardships have you never experienced or seen? So, you don't have to worry about this."

Jia Huan nodded, then skipped this time, and asked curiously: "Uncle Yuan, I heard that Wuzong in the world is actually very good, just a few. Since you have been wandering in the world for so long, why are you so low-key? I have a few friends in the world, but I have never heard of you."

(To be continued.)
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