Immortality Cultivation Era

When Gao Ge walked out of the courtyard, Tianlong was waiting outside.

"When did you come out?"

"When you sit down," Tianlong said.

"Ok."

"Look at your face, isn't it pretty?" Tianlong wondered, "Is the task given to you by Lord Dragon King so difficult?"

Gao Ge shook his head.

Even if he didn't have a mirror in front of him, he knew that his face must not look good now.

It's not because of how difficult the task is.

Instead, what the Dragon King said to him caused him a great impact.

He always felt that he had covered up well, but now he turned his head to think about it, in fact, he also neglected a lot.

It's just that those negligent areas are unmanageable.

For example, common sense.

...

And at this time.

Within a certain hole sky eight hundred miles away from the capital.

Li Jimo wore a pair of black sneakers and walked heavily into the mansion.

It took about twenty minutes to go around, and there was a pond in front of her, and on the edge of the pond, there was a rockery, and behind the rockery was a verandah with nine turns and eighteen turns. Water pavilion.

In the pavilion of the water pavilion, a man dressed in a black gown was wearing a rather strange hat, and a black centimeter-long black strap was hanging on both sides, just hanging in his ear, holding a cup in his hand. Teacup, habitually lifted her little finger when drinking tea, the gesture is quite... Enchanting, if it is not a man who has read half a hundred, the picture may be a little more beautiful.

When Li Jimo approached, the man turned his face and gave her a light look, but his eyes were cold.

"This is not the place you should come from." When a man speaks, his voice sounds a bit sharp, and it makes people feel numb.

"I don't want to come," Li Jimo said. "But this time, you have done too much."

"Oh?" The man smiled yawningly, "Then you might as well talk about something wrong with the miscellaneous family? Shouldn't you go robbery or kill the Longge people?"

"You, you shouldn't pull Gao Ge in!" Li Jimo's voice was as cold as ever, but when facing the man in front of him, she seemed to be a little flustered from the depth of her eyes.

"Gao Ge?" The man sneered and said, "Why, does he have one more arm, or one more leg? Zajia can't kill him? Besides, Zajia didn't even want to target him, but he had to stand On the side of the Dragon Pavilion, if you are enemies with me, what can you do?"

"..." Li Jimo pursed his lips.

"Sit down first."

Li Jimo thought about it and sat down.

"Drink tea?"

"I still like coffee." Li Jimo said calmly.

"Foreign drinks, how could the tea left by our ancestors be interesting." The man shook his head and seemed a little dissatisfied.

"This is not what I meant, but also the meaning of the boss. If you continue to work on Gao Ge, I am afraid that he will also talk to you." Li Jimo took a deep breath and said.

"Are you taking that homemaker?" The man's eyes suddenly became harsh, which also put great pressure on Li Jimo.

"I just passed on a word. What should you do? You should understand it in your heart." Li Jimo stood up after saying this.

"Ravage!" The man suddenly reached out and slapped it on the stone table in front of him.

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the stone table, and it was still spreading. Finally, it cracked. There was basically no sound in the process.

It seems that the table placed in the water pavilion is completely made of tofu.

But Li Jimo was motionless and not afraid.

"Well, what the Zajia do, don't do, don't need to listen to him! Little girl film, go back and tell the man, Zajia is waiting here, he can come to me at any time!"

Li Jimo's face sank instantly.

"Are you trying to rebel?"

"Rebellion?" The man laughed. "He is not the master of my family. The owner of the family has died more than two hundred years ago!"

Speaking of the last few words, the tone seemed a bit more sigh.

Li Jimo bit his lip and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

After all, the other party's attitude has been made very clear.

"Go back, otherwise you won't be able to wait until you want to go." The man took a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped his hand. The movement was very delicate, and almost every finger did not fall.

Li Jimo took a deep look at him, turned away and stopped talking.

Just after a few steps, the man suddenly spoke.

"By the way, little girl, the miscellaneous family asks you one more question. Who are you selling to?"

"Sell your life?"

"Yes."

Li Jimo frowned, thought for a moment, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

"For myself."

"A good one for myself, no problem."

Li Jimo stopped staying and accelerated the pace of leaving.

Every second here, she feels uncomfortable all over her body.

Especially sitting in front of the feminine man, she is more like sitting on a needle felt, because she knows very well that the man has lived for more than two hundred years, and is still a true eunuch.

After taking the last step, after going out of winter, Li Jimo was already sweating.

"No wonder no one wants to deal with him, really a weird man." Li Jimo pouted and said with some dissatisfaction.

After a pause, she frowned again, her eyes worried.

"However, I have to bring the news back as soon as possible. This old eunuch must know that the boss can't do it at all, so it's so unscrupulous. Huh, I really want to see what the old eunuch has! "

Having finished speaking, she quickened the pace under her feet again.

...

Yue Xincheng walked around, not knowing why, and returned to the old house of Yue family.

The soft girl has gone back, he only said that he wanted to go around the city, and he was delayed for a while.

I went to school again, I went to an internet cafe, and finally I came here.

Standing in the mouth of the alley, he hesitated for a long time and did not take steps.

In the courtyard deep in the alley, Yue Tuzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the calligraphy and painting in his hand.

"This is Shen Lao's true story, Gee, but it's a pity that it can't compare with that of the Xuan family, it's too much, but it's also expressive."

The old man carrying a cigarette rod stood behind Yue Tu.

"Homeowner, the second master is here."

"Come and come." Yue Tuzhi rolled up the scroll in his hand slowly, put it in the painting tube, and handed it to a servant. "

The people of the Yue family were so frightened with sweat that they nodded vigorously and said yes.

"That kid, what are you doing again?" Yue Tuzhi took a deep breath and looked at Sanye and asked.

Sanye shook his head helplessly, indicating that he did not know.

"Forget it, ask him to come in." Yue Tuzhi sighed. "Every day there is something in my heart, I don't say it well, and I'm not afraid of it."