Immortal’s Farmland Chapter 161: letter

　　161 chapter letter

　　 "What are you whispering?" Pu Xun and Yun Jiyang are very familiar with each other, and they are accustomed to each other, but when this is said, he feels wrong, but Tan Shuhe also hates him, he She smiled awkwardly and immersed herself in drinking tea, but An Lan and Zijing didn't care.

　　 The scene was a bit embarrassing for a while, and the three of them were not staying too much, so they got up and left. Just out of the yard, Butan He slapped Pu Xun on the back of the head. "I think you are not only a foodie, but also a fool!"

　　"But my friend, I am also a little curious. What did she tell you, why did her look change when she heard your name?"

　　 "In fact, it's nothing. She thinks my name is too handsome, and she wants to betroth my sister at home." Yun Jiyang said half-truth.

　　 "Ha, my friend, your skin is as thick as ever." Butanolhe and Pu Xun shook their heads. Naturally, what he said was untrue.

　　 They didn't go far and heard a ring of Jingle bells. Butanolhe elbows to reach Yun Jiyang, looking at the pretty people walking slowly in front of them. "You said, what would she think if she knew that you were in the same room with another woman alone?"

　　 Yun Jiyang kicked his foot without saying a word.

　　 "Why are you here?" Murong Liaoxing also saw the three in front of him. When his eyes fell on Yun Jiyang, his eyebrows were raised unconsciously. Ding and Pu were gloating to see her with such an expression.

　　The so-called damaging friend is when someone stabbed you, desperately sprinkling salt on the wound.

　　 Of course, if the knife is stabbed too deep and hurts the ground, they will help you stabb it back without hesitation. It is not one knife, but ten knives, 100 knives.

　　 "You don't know the starry star, it was the guy who watched Ms. Ann yesterday and said she was better than you."

　　 "You fellow!" He stretched out his feet and kicked Butanolhe, but he avoided him.

　　 "Yeah." Murong Liaoxing hummed coldly, and walked in front of them, not knowing if it was. Yun Jiyang even had the heart to strangle him.

　　 "I was caught by the old man from the quilt early this morning, and I haven't eaten a bite yet. Let's go and have breakfast." The Lingguo he had just eaten was nothing. To eat is to eat, and to open and shut is to eat.

　　 "Not going anymore." Yun Jiyang snorted.

　　 "Oh, I'm angry, when did Master Yun's belly become so small?"

　　 Hearing that Yun Jiyang smiled bitterly, don’t look at Murong Liaoxing as if he didn’t care about anything. In fact, this kind of person doesn’t tolerate sand the most. She didn’t like that he didn’t want to go up and stay with the guards all day. The dude of you was hanging around, and now I don’t know what to think of him.

　　 This is not the reason why he didn't go. He wanted to go home first and presented An Lan's letter to his father. He felt that this was a major event.

　　 He said goodbye to the two damaging friends, recruited his mounts and hurried back to Yun Mansion.

The place where 　　 Yunfu is located is Dongcheng. Xicheng is a commercial area, and Dongcheng is a residential area. The Yun family is in the middle section, the Murong family is in the upper section, and the Gongsun family is in the lower section. After returning to the mansion, Yun Jiyang went straight to his father's study.

　　He is an exile, and the head of the Yun family is his father. Otherwise, the Murong family will not betroth Murong Liaoxing to him.

　　 "Father, if I want to see my child." He is a very casual person outside, but he is extremely respectful in front of his parents. He just stands outside.

　　 "Come in." Hearing Yun Zhishi's voice, he entered the door.

　　 There is a man of about forty sitting in the study room. The man is wearing a maroon moiré gown with a gold dragon belt wrapped around his waist, wearing a jade sword, flying diagonally into the temple and Murong Fuliu. A kind of tolerance.

　　 Yun Jiyang asked Ann first, and then he put his faith in front of Yun Zhishi with both hands.

　　 "This is a letter someone wants me to pass to my father."

　　 "Who?" Yun Zhishi took the letter and opened it, only a thin piece of paper inside.

　　 "The person I am going to visit today." Today, Yun Jiyang and the three will appear in front of the Anlan Yard. In fact, it was the three patrons who signaled that suddenly two powerful people with unknown origins appeared. Let the sons first. Go to the bottom. They are all censors and hold the greeting card again, and they will not lose their courtesy.

　　 Yun Zhishi opened the letter, his face changed drastically.

　　 "What happened to father?"

　　 Yun Zhishi exhaled and took another look before handing him to Yun Jiyang.

　　 Yun Jiyang took the letter, with a few words written on it: "Yunzhou Yun's family is facing a catastrophe."

　　 "Father..." Although he said that he hadn't returned to Yunzhou for thousands of years, his blood relationship could not be changed. Yun Jiyang felt very uncomfortable when he saw the content of the letter.

　　"Who are they and how did they know Yunzhou Yunjia?" Yun Zhishi was also puzzled. Yun Jiyang thought for a while and then explained the change in An Lan's expression after hearing his name today and what he had asked about alone.

　　 "Wait later, you will personally send an invitation to the past, and invite them to come to the mansion tomorrow." This matter is very important, and it is necessary to ask the ins and outs clearly.

　　 "Yes."

　　 said that Murong Liaoxing also entered the yard, but Zijing and An Lan did not disturb them during the morning exercises, but went to visit Muronghu and Ran first. Back then, Ran’s sick mistress Li had already collected the medicinal materials, and was planning to send them secretly. They didn’t want Sanfang Song to be destroyed from it. Instead of delivering the medicine, they had to leave Tiangu City.

　　 Murong Liaoxing saw that Ran's spirit was very good, and he took her to talk for a while, only to realize that his illness was cured by An Lan and Zijing, and I heard that Murong Jing'er got the iron quinoa thorn and was even more happy Endlessly, she took out the three boxes Li gave her~IndoMTL.com~Aunt Liu, grandma was very happy to hear that you are back. This is what she gave to you, Uncle Six and Jinger Yan. Grandma said, she is not a good mother-in-law, I hope you don't resent her. "

　　 Ran Shi shook his head. If it weren't for her to deal with in the middle, her marriage to Murong Hu would not be successful. How could she blame her, blame her own blessings, and even the children suffered along with her.

　　 I thanked Mr. Li right now, and asked Murong Liaoxing to give more guidance to Murong Jing'er in his cultivation in the future.

　　 Murong Liaoxing loves Jing'er the most. This time she got the iron quinoa thorn, and she will definitely grow up in the future. Murong Liaoxing is also very concerned, and she draws up a training plan right now.

　　 She counted fifty low-grade spirit stones to Murong Jing'er at the moment, these were her private money.

　　"Don’t save yourself, wait until the seventh level of Qi Refining, go to the cultivation tower to practice, these fifty low-grade spirit stones, you and Brother Yan will use it for one year."

　　 "No, I can't want you." Murong Jing'er shook her hand quickly. Although Murong Liaoxing loved her very much, she had bought a lot of things for her when she was a child, but fifty low-grade spirit stones were not a small number. Can't ask for it.

　　 "Silly girl, if you don't think about you, you must also think about your brother. After you enter the training tower, your cultivation speed can be much faster." There is a training tower in Tiangu City that is open to the public, but the cultivation of the tower is not. A fee must be paid.

　　 "Just as if I borrowed you, I will pay it back later when I have a chance."

　　 Murong Jing'er thought about it and stopped pushing back.

　　 Murong Liaoxing looked at the two people dancing swords in the yard, holding Murong Jing'er's hand, his expression clearly wanted to ask.

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　　Good night everyone.