Chen An is very depressed!
Xing Er is not happy either!
The master and servant sat in the lobby of Tianren Inn. Chen An drank alone, and Xing'er rested her chin on her hand and watched him drink alone.
Xing'er said, "Your Majesty, the young lady was really disgusted with me just now. Did Your Majesty say something bad about me in front of the young lady?"
Chen An took a big sip of wine and said unhappily, "I wish you wouldn't say bad things about me, girl!"
"Your Majesty, I didn't..." Xing'er felt aggrieved again.
The young lady no longer likes her, and the king also dislikes her.
Xing'er felt like the sky was falling!
Chen An looked at Xing'er's pitiful appearance and his heart softened: "It's okay, it's probably because Old Hongyi just woke up after sleeping for so long and is a little grumpy!"
"What is being in a bad mood when waking up?" Xing'er asked puzzledly.
"It's just... I just woke up and I'm in a bad mood!"
Chen An felt depressed.
In the past, when I couldn’t communicate with her, she tried her best to seduce me.
It’s okay now, Yang Zhan is gone.
As a result, this woman has no patience at all!
well!
What a sin!
Chen An felt like his heart was bleeding. The great achievement of his immortal body could not cover up his current grief and anger.
Xing'er suddenly asked, "Sir, why are you sighing?"
Chen An raised his head and drank a large bowl of wine again, and said sullenly: "Xing'er, you can't understand."
"How can I understand if you don't tell me?" Xing'er pouted.
Chen An sighed and said, "It's like, you really want to eat a delicious food. You've been thinking about it for a long time, and suddenly you're about to eat it, and it's right in front of your mouth, but... suddenly your teeth hurt and you can't eat it anymore!"
Xing'er stared at Chen An blankly and asked in confusion, "How can a cultivator have a toothache?"
Chen An rolled his eyes immediately: "Metaphor, metaphor, do you understand?"
"But to use another analogy, practitioners won't have toothaches, right?" Xing'er still couldn't understand.
At this moment, Chen An's expression suddenly turned serious: "Believe it or not, I can give you a toothache, damn girl?"
Seeing Chen An suddenly become aggressive, Xing'er suddenly shrank her neck and looked at Chen An with her big watery eyes, full of grievance and pity.
Chen An had no intention of actually doing anything to Xing'er. He restrained his aura and sighed, "There are no true friends in this world!"
"Bullshit, bro, I'm not considered a close friend?"
Chen An turned around and saw Jia Sifang coming over, curling his lips and saying, "LSP!"
Jia Sifang didn't understand: "What?"
"Speak well of you!"
"Of course not. Who else can understand you except me? Come, I'll drink with you!"
Okay!
Chen An and Jia Sifang started drinking.
While drinking, Jia Sifang was naturally concerned about Miss Yingyu.
Chen An shook his head; "I don't have any news about her, but... she should be fine!"
"Alas, it's all because of you, Brother Chen. If you hadn't aroused my youthful heart, how could I be so melancholy!"
Pooh!
Chen An cursed in his heart. He had heard that this old man often went to the Red Mansion to spend money.
People give him the nickname, hypocrite!
Chen An calmed down a bit and said, "Old Jia, you know Jiulu is going to collect all seven golden mirrors. What do you think?"
Jia Sifang sighed: "What can I do? I'll just do whatever the boss says!"
"Boss? Who is your boss?"
"You want to meet my boss?"
Chen An suddenly remembered something: "I remember you said last time that, except for three businesses, the rest were owned by the Seven Emperors, but you didn't seem to mention who owned the Tianren Inn, right?"
Jia Sifang laughed and said, "How about I take you to see our boss?"
"Okay!" Chen An's eyes flashed, and he found that Jia Sifang's smile was very meaningful.
soon!
Chen An came to Tianrendu in Yunding City.
When Chen An saw a middle-aged man sitting in the yard, admiring potted plants.
Chen An came in, and the middle-aged man said, "Sifang, you go down first!"
"Yes, Master!"
Hearing this address, Chen An suddenly felt that Jia Sifang and this middle-aged man might have intentionally invited him to meet them.
Chen An didn't say anything, but the middle-aged man spoke up: "I heard that you have united the three major companies to deal with Jiulu together?"
"I have this idea, but the hope is slim."
"Miaomang still needs to work hard?"
“If you give up without trying hard, you will always feel like something is missing.”
"If I lose, I'm afraid I'll die on the Four Pole Road and won't be able to return."
"Just try your best, and as for the result, it depends on God's will."
The middle-aged man was stunned and a little surprised: "Just work hard, the result depends on fate. It seems that you are very free and easy!"
"What else can I do if I'm not more carefree?" Chen An asked back.
The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully, "I've lived for many years, and suddenly I feel like I'm going backwards!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man pointed to a wooden bench next to him.
Then he said, "I am Mi Liang, please sit down."
Chen An was not polite. He sat on the stool, looked at Mi Liang, and said calmly: "Your cultivation is very strong. I'm afraid it's not weaker than the emperor, right?"
Mi Liang laughed and said, "You are quite extraordinary young man. I am actually unable to detect the aura of your cultivation. It's as if you are just an ordinary person. Could this be the so-called return to nature?"
"It's just some special methods, sorry to laugh at you." Chen An said, his expression gradually becoming serious: "Senior, you specially brought me here, not to chat with me, right?"
"You didn't come here on your own?"
"Okay, goodbye!" Chen An stood up directly.
Mi Liang laughed at this moment: "Haha, please sit down, I really want to meet you."
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