God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 327: Negotiation

The cold spring is steep, although there is no snow, the cold wind is particularly biting, and the cold becomes more severe after night. Many shops in Youri City have gone to foreign countries, and only Lingxiang Pavilion is still brightly lit. The three-shift staff, serving customers 24 hours a day is the characteristic of Lingxiang Pavilion.

At this time, a group of Secret Fragrant Sisters who had changed their shifts came out of the shop and chatted happily. The coldness of the cold night seemed to have been dissipated by this group of young and beautiful women, and occasionally passing by. Can't help but stop and peek, Lingxiangge's subdued beauty is now a scene in Youri City.

Sister Anxiang used to work as an intelligence spy, but she often sold her to complete her mission. Now it’s different. Within a year, Lingxiang Pavilion opened two, and Anxiang’s female cultivators were transformed into shop assistants. They no longer need to lead the humble and dangerous life of an assassin, and the treatment is still very good. All of this was given by the owner and the incense master, and everyone felt very satisfied.

"You go back first, I have something else!"

"Sister Xue, isn't it a tryst with a lover?"

"Fuck you, I ordered a set of clothes at Zhisixuan last time, I will stop by to see if they are ready!"

"Otherwise we will accompany you!"

"No, it's been a busy day, everyone is very tired, the weather is cold, go back and rest, I will take over at noon tomorrow!"

Li Xiangjun took down the original small side street in West Market as a warehouse and staff dormitory. The female cultivators disappeared in the alleys of the street, leaving only one person to walk forward quickly against the cold wind. This female cultivator stopped in front of Zhisi Xuan, looked up at the attic, hesitated for a moment before walking in.

"What does the Daoist need?" A fellow greeted him warmly, but he glanced at the naughty cleavage on the nun's chest, making no secret of the covetous color on his face.

The female nun frowned and said: "I ordered a set of pleated dresses last time. I don't know if I have done it yet. If it is not done yet, I will come back in a few days!"

"Oh, it's done, please come with me!" The man led the female cultivator to the attic and stood still, and the female cultivator came to a room with ease and opened the door. A blue robe stood freely in front of the window, and the female sister briskly walked over and hugged the blue robe from behind. The blue robe master turned around, and it was the wind chime.

"Yuxue, you are finally here, I want to kill you!" Wind chime said softly, holding the sister's cold hand: "The hand is so cold, please cover it!" Pulled into the arms.

The female cultivator said with joy and joy: "Yuxue misses the son too!"

"Where did you miss the son?" Feng Chime said with a smile. The female cultivator slapped the wind chime on the chest: "I hate it, son, you are so bad!"

The wind chime probed her hand and held the peaks on the female's chest, and smiled: "Would you like to be worse?"

There was a spring feeling on the female sister's face, and she snorted and fell on the bed with her arms around her neck.

"Little Sao hoof!" Feng Chime chuckled and pressed on.

The guy outside the door sneakily walked to the door, listening to the clashing of groans and pops inside, couldn't help swallowing, and secretly said: "The woman in Lingxiang Pavilion is the wave, tusk , If I have less wind and skill, I will play with it!"

In the room, while the wind chime was shaking, he took out a vermilion pill and stuffed it into the sister's mouth. The latter held the pill and shook his head reluctantly.

"Hey, swallow it!" Feng Chime patted the nun's face and ordered.

The female cultivator whistled the wind chime with a bitter look, and swallowed the pill, her cheeks suddenly flew red, and she screamed like silk.

"My son, it's so comfortable... Ah... so hot, it's going to melt!"

"Comfortable, this son of Bliss Marumoto paid a lot of money to get it, and it won't make your little hooves refreshed!" Feng Chime dashed hard, but his face was not at all, his eyes were as calm as well water .

The female cultivator finally vented herself in a high-pitched groan, half-squinting her eyes and panting: "The son is brave, and the soul of the family will fly away!"

The wind chime lay on the female sister and smiled: "My son makes you so happy, how can you repay my son?"

The female has silky eyebrows, Jiao-gasps and said: "The son can repay me whatever he wants. Good fellow, come again, the medicine of the Bliss pill is so overbearing, like a fire, people want it again!"

The wind chime turned over and sat up, took out a jade bottle and handed it to the female cultivator, and smiled: "Put this into the Lingxiang Pavilion's Huiling Pill!"

The female sister changed her face and shook her head and said: "No, the son asked me to sprinkle the medicine powder in the anti-bleeding powder last time. This caused us to lose the reputation of Lingxiang Pavilion. The incense owner lost millions of souls. Jingcai calmed down the incident!"

"Really not helping?" Feng Chime's face sank.

The female sister couldn't help but shocked, hugged the wind chime tightly, and carefully said: "The incense master treats me not thinly, I can't do things that damage Lingxiang Pavilion again and again!"

Fengling sneered: "Is this young man treating you badly? Li Xiangjun just treats you as a tool to make money, but I am different, I treat you as my own woman!"

The female cultivator bit her red lips, the medicinal power in her body burst, and she gritted her teeth and said: "My son, don't be angry, Yuxue promised you, but this is the last time! "

The wind chime turned cold and happy, turned back and hugged the female cultivator and pressed it up, smiling: "Yuxue, I also promise you, this is the last time!"

The female sister groaned comfortably, and said: "My son, you have to count your words!"

The wind chime turned the female sister upside down, changed her posture and continued to attack, and said straightforwardly: "My father speaks naturally, and I will marry you into Feng's house in the future. Of course, it is impossible for a regular wife to be a concubine! "

"Yuxue will be satisfied as long as he can be with the son...Oh!"

A sneer flashed across Feng Chime's face, and he pierced hard a few times, dreaming of Li Xiangjun's natural charming face and seductive figure, and dashing more vigorously.

……

On the Iron Lang Peak.

Li Xiangjun, who has just finished taking a bath, sits in front of the dressing table, tilting his head to comb the blue silk on his buttocks. The buttocks wrapped in the nightgown against the chair become more and more round and plump. The graceful curve makes Xi'er behind him see Jealous and envious, I couldn't help but want to squeeze it.

Li Xiangjun chuckles, the charming face in the mirror shows up with two red clouds, and he smiles and scolds: "Dead girl, where do you look?"

Xi'er covered her mouth and ate authentically: "The Xiangzhu is really in good shape. People used to be able to relieve gluttony, but now they can't even look at it!"

Li Xiangjun was not shy before recognizing Chu Jun as the master, and he often played virtual dragon and fake phoenix with his female disciples. Xi'er had bathed with Li Xiangjun more than once to grind the glass.

"Dead Nizi, is it itchy skin!" Li Xiangjun turned his face annoyed when Xi'er brought up the old matter.

Xie'er smiled and said: "Sister Xiangjun, people are itchy, or let's roll the sheets!"

Li Xiangjun glared at Xi'er, curled up his hair with affection, and groaned: "Fuck you big-headed ghost, help me get my clothes!"

"Will you change your clothes at night?" Xi'er wondered, but he still brought Li Xiangjun's clothes.

Li Xiangjun changed into his clothes and put on a silver fox shawl, dignified, bright and charming, charming.

"Follow me to meet someone!" Li Xiangjun put on a red cloak, turned and walked outside the house.

Xi'er put on a black cloak too, followed Li Xiangjun out, and asked: "Sister Xiangjun, who do you see? I went so late!"

"I'll know in a while!" Li Xiangjun tightened the silver fox shawl and moved forward.

The Iron Lang Peak has all been built, brand new buildings, and the majestic mountain gate can be seen from afar. Li Xiangjun took Xi'er and turned to Houshan, and suddenly stopped under a peach blossom tree, staring at the newly spitting peach tree in a daze. Xier was pleasantly surprised: "The peach blossoms are all blooming!"

"The world will end in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountains will begin to bloom!" Li Xiangjun said softly: "It's April before you know it!"

"Master Xiang, do you miss the master?" Xier asked.

Li Xiangjun gave Xi'er a cold look and continued on. Xi'er stuck out his tongue and said: "The master left in autumn last year. It is now in April. It has been half a year without knowing it. Why is he still not? Come back!"

Li Xiangjun turned his head and smiled nonchalantly: "Xie'er, or you go find him back!"

Xier's face flushed, and then she chuckled and said, "Even if I find it, it’s not my turn~ IndoMTL.com~ The little girl is crying and crying all day long, and if the master doesn’t come back, this little guy will leave. I ran away!"

"It's also time to come back, maybe in these few days!" Li Xiangjun quickened his pace to move on, saying in his heart: "We must do this big thing before the little man returns!"

Li Xiangjun and Xi'er came to a courtyard, pushed the door straight and walked in, no one came out to welcome them, and no one scolded them.

There was a light like a bean in the room, but there were four people sitting impressively. It was the master of Tenghuang Pavilion, Huang Qi, Wen Yue, and two other elders of Tenghuang Pavilion.

Li Xiangjun sat down with a smile and said with a smile: "Let some of you wait a long time!"

The real person Wen Yue frowned, looking at this female disciple of Tenghuang Pavilion with complicated eyes, and felt very uncomfortable. The woman in front of him was originally a disciple of the same school, but now these high-level people are going to bow their heads in front of her face. . In just one year, Zhengtianmen's strength has grown rapidly with her assistance, and Tenghuang Pavilion has not even built a mountain gate. Such talents should have belonged to Tenghuang Pavilion, God's will make people!

"Pavilion Master Huang, can you discuss it?" Li Xiangjun asked with a smile.

Huang Qi nodded and said: "We have discussed and agreed to merge, but it is not annexed, so after the merger, we must have an independent subject in Tenghuang Pavilion, allowing us to accept disciples by ourselves, and Zhengtianmen must not interfere!" /

Li Xiangjun shook his head and said straightforwardly: "No, Tenghuang Pavilion must be respected as the head of Tenghuang Pavilion to merge into Zhengtianmen, and accept the control and dispatch of the head. It’s dispensable for us, and it doesn’t matter if we merge or not!"

"Li Xiangjun, don't go too far!" Wen Yuezheng shouted angrily.