This is the heavy land of Jiancheng City, symbolizing power and prestige, and the owner of the city at the peak of the ground level exists with the master of the Datang domain.
Zhao Fan weighed a moment, and the city owner Qian Jinxue Sakura found his own soul perception different from ordinary monks to actively invite each other, and also patiently explained that there should be no maliciousness.
Powerful soul repair.
The level of the owner of the cherry city is also famous at the peak of the central level of the Yuanjie. If it really helps its thousands of money, it can also be converted into a connection.
Thinking of this, Zhao Fan agreed to Xue Ying's invitation, and he said on his side: "I will take you to the main house of the city."
"The main government of the city?" Feng Qingcheng nodded, but she was extremely doubtful. The former has passed the city in the future.
Will it be too sudden?
Zhao Fan handed her a rest assured, and looked at the map, rented a beast car, and went to the direction of the main palace of the city.
After arriving, he saw the many guards at the gate of the city's main palace, standing with a girl dressed up, and looking forward to it, as if waiting for important guests.
Zhao Fan felt that Xuebing instructed the girl to wait for her, and got out of the animal car and stepped forward with Feng Qingcheng.
A group of guards holding the soldiers, watching the strange men and women with a tiger.
And after the maid looked up and down Zhao Fan, he asked tentatively: "The son is here, who can you be invited in advance?"
What Xue Sakura described her was that a young man with a flat -looking man also had a heroic woman beside him.
"Snow Sakura let me come." Zhao Fan said when he opened the door.
"Ah! Son, it's really you." The girl was relieved, and she sat in a gesture: "My name is Xiao Qi, my lady has been in her boudoir for a long time, please please."
Many guards looked at Zhao Fan, and their eyes were full of envy and doubts. Although there were six sons of the owner of the cricket city, there was only one daughter.
Whether it is a posture or talent, Snow Sakura is not an ordinary flow. Even the genius in the domain has no chance to kiss Fangze. And she has a weak reputation in the full Yuan Dynasty. She once participated in Qianlong.
Battle, ranked among the top 100!
The so -called Qianlong battle is a grand event specially held for young Tianjiao. Nearly all territories will select the most outstanding Tianjiao in the domain to participate.
Young monks join.
In the first hundred, it doesn't look high, but the base is too large.
There are so many territories in the Yuanjie, and the young Tianjiao who participated in the Qianlong battle starts at least 10,000!
Throughout the past, most of those who have entered the top 100 have stepped into the ground.
In the past, I do n’t know how many big families and the power of the power of the power. If she wants to win the favor of Xueying, she does not have a positive look. Among them, there is a chief disciple of heavenly power, and she also ate closed doors.
However, today Xueying invited a flat -looking mysterious in the late stage. The young life machine was too young, and the whole person had no bright spots from top to bottom.
What's more?
If this incident was passed out, I wonder how many years will be broken ...
However, many of the guards had this in mind and did not dare to offend or embarrass Zhao Fan in any way.
In this way, under their jealous gazes, Zhao Fan and Feng Qingcheng followed Xiao Qi into the city lord's mansion.
"Xiao Qi." Zhao Fan entered the mansion at the top of the earth level. He didn't feel nervous at all. While walking as if he were strolling in a garden, he asked, "Do you know why Xue Ying invited me here?"
"My lord, Xiao Qi doesn't know."
Xiao Qi was also confused. She knew that with the eyes of a young lady, it was impossible for her to fall in love with this eloquent young master. If she needed help, there were so many masters in the City Lord's Mansion that it was impossible to hire a late Xuan-level man.
"All right."
Zhao Fan shrugged and calmly admired the scenery of the City Lord's Mansion.
When passing through Fuzhong Square, Zhao Fan saw a lifelike statue of a woman standing in the lotus pond there. Her movements seemed to be picking lotuses, with beautiful dragonflies falling on the back of her hands. Her brows were like soft clouds, which made her look the first.
It feels friendly to the eyes.
"This statue is just like the real thing." Zhao Fan said casually.
Xiao Qi, who was next to her, showed a nervous expression. After she looked around and saw no one around, she whispered: "Master, please don't talk like this again. If you are overheard, it will violate a taboo here."
"Oh? Does this statue have something to say?" Zhao Fan asked curiously.
"This..." Xiao Qi shook his head and said, "If you really want to know, you can ask the young lady after you see her."
Zhao Fan glanced at the statue of the woman a few more times and then didn't take it seriously. He thought that it would be too much to make a fuss about a statue that could be related to a taboo.
Soon after, Xiao Qi took him and Feng Qingcheng to a simple and elegant courtyard surrounded by green water.
The yard is full of trees, all of the same variety of peach trees.
This gave Zhao Fan a very good impression even before he met Xueying.
Because he also likes peach trees...
"I don't know if she is in the world, is she okay?" Zhao Fan was reminded of the past that was like a knot in his heart when he was filled with peach trees in the courtyard. In order to let him, the peach turned into a spiritual peach, but as an older brother, he was confused.
He ate it. Fortunately, he buried the peach core underground, and the reborn peach tree became the place where he placed his trust in the peach.
Before ascending, Zhao Fan had thought about moving the peach tree and the entire rift valley to the incomplete Beast God Continent.
But in the end, there was no such thing. Only a divine magic circle was deployed in the Rift Valley.
Let that peach tree live a carefree life in the world, with quiet time and no disturbance.
Zhao Fan shook his head and put away his thoughts. At this time, he had entered the courtyard gate with Feng Qingcheng.
In the courtyard, there is a set of tables and chairs woven with peach branches and decorated with peach blossoms. On one of the seats, a silver-haired girl is sitting.
The silver-haired girl wore a peach-pink dress, with two long legs that were like flawless jade, leaning naturally to the ground. The most beautiful scenery in the huge city lord's palace was eclipsed in front of her.
When Zhao Fan saw the other person's appearance clearly, he was a little surprised. It was exactly the same as the statue of the woman in the lotus pond, as if every detail was carved according to her.
"This young master, I am Xueying."
The silver-haired girl stood up and smiled smartly, "I don't know your name yet."
"Zhao Fan."
Zhao Fan nodded and said, although this name caused an uproar with Bai Xiaoge's "Memorial of Events", it is too popular, and there are countless people with the same name.
It is not the ancient territory here. It is extremely far apart. It is impossible for anyone to associate the two Zhao Fan.
Immediately, Zhao Fan looked at Xueying indifferently: "Miss Xue Sakura said, I have limited time, I will have to catch the virtual air transmission array."
His eyes, as if there were other men, when he saw the appearance of Snow Sakura, the pig brother who was straightforward, as if he was not facing the city owner, nor the level of the ground.
There is no difference between seven o'clock.
Xue Ying noticed Zhao Fan's expression, and a touch of surprise in her heart could not help but feel a different feeling for him, because there was never any man who faced himself as indifferently like it, and at the same time, there was no dicing point, and there was no point.
The deliberate signs cannot be installed at all.
In her opinion, this flat -looking son should not have a cold for women.
As everyone knows, Zhao Fan has a cold for women, but the standard has been improved too high.
There are poetry clouds in ancient times, and once the sea was difficult to be water, except Wushan is not cloud.
After Zhao Fan experienced the beauty of the beautiful family around him, he had quite scary immunity for the beauty.
Especially 17, it has become the standard of the United States in his heart.
Although Xue Sakura is very beautiful, it is also a level with Lin Yan and Zhen Yan, which is a lot worse than the seventeen.
The woman who met seventeen, afterwards, who met her, could not stir up a hint of waves in Zhao Fan's heart.
At this time, Xue Ying's eyes fell to her own girl, and instructed: "Xiao Qi, you go outside the door first. Before I finished talking with Zhao Gongzi, no one is allowed to approach."
"Yes, Miss."
Xiao Qi wondered Zhao Fan's eyes and retreated to the door of the courtyard.
Then, Xue Ying poured two cups of tea for Zhao Fan and Feng Qingcheng, and said: "Zhao Gongzi, can we sit down and talk slowly?"