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Chapter 801 Rumors

Chapter 801 Rumors

The fairy sedan entered Kaiyang City and landed smoothly on the busiest street.

Not any flying magic weapon can enter the city at will, except for the official sedan and the sedan in the Immortal Sedan Pavilion.

These two kinds of fairy sedans can enter the city directly from the sky without accepting any interrogation.

Kaiyang Mansion is a special case. The power of Xianzhao Pavilion seems to be still higher than that of the government.

The city of Kaiyang was bustling with excitement, immortals gathered together, and there was finally the atmosphere of fireworks.

In the bustling crowd, An Qingli and Hong Sandan got out of the sedan chair, and were watched by three stunningly handsome men, who were really showing off.

An Qingli left quickly with Hong Sandan, and many people had already turned their attention to the three beauties. As for An Qingli, he was probably forgotten by everyone.

As for food and sex, beautiful things are always easy to attract people's attention. Moreover, people in the upper world have few hardships and mostly go smoothly, so they love to pursue these beautiful things.

An Qingli decided not to leave without looking back, and used the immortal crystals he had saved over the years to rent a more spacious house.

To the left of the house is a blacksmith shop.

Iron is being forged in the shop.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The rhythm is simple and a bit boring.

Anyway, I just didn't hear anything about it, and I thought the sound of hammering was a bit disturbing to my dreams.

But to An Qingli's ears, the sound of blacksmithing was clear and clear, and seemed to have some Taoist charm, so he decisively paid to rent it.

As for Taoist rhyme, it can be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

An Qingli is an immortal alchemist in the lower world. There is already a certain Taoist rhyme implicit in the changes in his finger formulas, so he must be a little more sensitive to the elusive Taoist rhyme in the blacksmith shop.

For someone like An Qingli, he is only one among tens of millions of people in the lower world. But he is also the best in the upper world. It is normal for him to hear things that others cannot.

There are dragons and crouching tigers in Kaiyang City, so An Qingli decided to move here after he had a fixed income.

Hong Sandan bid farewell to An Qingli, took a second-class immortal sedan chair, and returned to Hongjiacun.

There are tens of thousands of acres of medicinal fields in the village waiting for him to take care of. In fact, there are many chores every day. Many medicinal materials are cheap this year and will not be enough to recoup the cost. They will have to plant none or less next year.

This time, the person in charge of the second-class fairy sedan was a little fairy girl from the fairyland who looked like she could live in an IKEA home, which made people feel comfortable.

Hong Sandan suddenly remembered his mother. She used to be young and poor, and had no way to inquire. Now she asked someone to inquire again. It turned out that his mother died of illness in the wilderness. Because she could not identify her identity when she was found, she was left alone.

The ground was cremated.

Thinking of his mother who deliberately concealed her condition, Hong Sandan couldn't help but blush as he touched the half piece of immortal crystal he wore under his body.

An Qingli has already settled in the busiest market in Kaiyang Prefecture. After settling there, he rarely goes out and can endure the loneliness.

But in the Xianzhao Pavilion, which occupies an extremely large area, some rumors spread quietly.

Xianzhao Pavilion is responsible for the transportation of the entire Kaiyang Mansion. It is somewhat similar to the escort agency in the world, but its business is wider than the escort agency. It is known as both black and white, and it handles all business of transporting people and goods, so this place looks ugly and long.

There are all handsome people.

There are very few people who are first-rate handsome.

The vast majority are above average.

Of course, due to business needs, it is not impossible for someone to look ferocious.

A-class handsome people are usually responsible for receiving distinguished guests who can afford high prices. They do the easiest work and earn the highest wages, and are envied by everyone.

However, a while ago, the three famous first-class beauties of Xianzhao Pavilion went into battle one after another, but they failed to win a little earthly immortal named An Qingli.

Ha ha!

Three handsome men, but they haven’t won a little girl yet!

I don't know whether I should let the three beautiful men deeply reflect on their own appearance, or whether I should praise the little woman for her immovable nature.

Just think of those three beauties, any one of them can make half the girls in the city scream.

Let's just say that when their Fairy Sedan Pavilion recruits new recruits every year, they only need to pick a few first-class handsome men and beauties to stand on the stage, and countless admirers will rush to join the Fairy Sedan Pavilion.

But even with these three beauties, even the fairy-like second manager showed up in person, they still couldn't take them down.

"Then An Qingli, haven't you gone out to inquire about our Immortal Sedan Pavilion?" the fox-faced voice said depressedly.

The wounds on his nose are all healed now. His face is small and pointed, and he is very charming and charming.

"Not really." The noble man on the side said, gloating about his misfortune and patting the other party on the shoulder, "The good young man who is favored by the pavilion may not be interested in these three models of yours."

"You go ahead." Fox-faced Jia Liu slapped the opponent's hand away.

The noble man said: "Maybe she doesn't like men, and the beauty trick won't work. Maybe she can just promise a lot of profit?"

"Heavy profit, how much profit? She is still just a little earth fairy. If you give me less, you won't get it. If you give me too much, I'm afraid she will swell."

The fox-faced handsome man shook his head, with a look of disapproval: "Anyway, beauty can be given away so easily. It is a business without capital. No matter how noble and handsome, Kaiyang Mansion has no one else, why don't you give it a try, maybe

I can kidnap her here and serve our Xianzhao Pavilion wholeheartedly."

"It is of no use to me to provoke the general." The noble and beautiful man sat upright. Under his thick eyebrows, there were a pair of extremely deep eyes. He was obviously cultivated in the Golden Immortal Realm, but he was as noble as the Immortal Emperor of a country.

Immortal Emperor not only refers to the realm of cultivation, here, it also refers to the great emperor of the Immortal Kingdom who holds the seal of power, with overwhelming power and boundless power.

But the fox-faced Jia Liu was still encouraging: "Jia San, if you can really defeat the opponent, you will have to show your face in front of the master of the pavilion, in front of several stewards, and in front of all the handsome men."

Saying this made the noble-looking Jia San feel moved.

So one drizzly day, there were very few people walking on the street, and the patter of rain was as loud as silkworms.

An Qingli was sitting on the eaves of the front porch enjoying the rain, listening to the sound of clanging and knocking coming from the blacksmith shop next door.

In the haze, a noble man, with facial features like sculptures and as handsome as a god, strolled toward An Qingli holding a white oil-paper umbrella.

An Qingli listened to the sound of rain accompanied by the knocking sound, his mind was empty, and he gradually fell into some kind of intoxication.

In this kind of intoxication, everything is quiet, there is no sound of rain or the sound of iron tools hitting.

However, the noble and beautiful man came slowly, blending with the drizzle into a beautiful poem.

An Qingli reflected the stunning man in her eyes, but she didn't want to be distracted by it at this moment. She just wanted to keep the ethereal feeling in the sea of ​​consciousness at this moment.

This ethereal state is mysterious and mysterious. It is rare. If you miss it once, you don’t know if or when it will come again next time.

An Qingli cherishes it very much.

Her sea of ​​consciousness was silent.

But that noble man had slowly arrived one meter away from An Qingli. He half-turned around silently, deliberately facing An Qingli with his flawless right face, staring at the rainy street in the distance with his deep eyes, speaking in an extremely low and mellow tone.

In a loud voice, he spoke: "Excuse me..."

(End of chapter)


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