Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The little brother who made the announcement touched the sweat on his forehead, seeing Fan Tianluo talking so casually with their pavilion master, he was even more terrified, thinking that fortunately he didn't embarrass this girl.

The corner of Fan Tianluo's mouth grinned, a sly look flashed in his eyes and he said, "Uncle, I just came out of the Picking Pavilion."

Zhan Hao's complexion suddenly changed slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times and said: "Come in and talk about it, you girl, you have a lot of tricks, but it's not so easy for me to do business at a loss."

Fan Tianluo walked up the steps with a smile, crossed the threshold and said: "Uncle, what are you talking about, girl, even if I have the guts of a leopard, I don't dare to fool you old man, it's serious business!"

Zhan Hao rolled his eyes helplessly, thinking that his thousand-year-old practice had fallen into the hands of this little girl.

Fan Tianluo followed Zhan Hao through the row houses, and went directly to the back yard. There were many willow trees in the yard, which were still green and green at the moment, weeping willows down, and there was a painting boat parked under the trees by the river, it was very big and luxurious, but There is only such a big ship on the river, which is a bit awkward, and it is such a high-level ship.

"Uncle, is this where you live?" Fan Tianluo asked in surprise.

"Ahem, ahem, it's the old man's place to stay here." Zhanhao got on the boat and walked into the cabin. The interior is very spacious, and there are hourglass carved windows on both sides, the light is bright, and the rows of mahogany chairs on the side are very Exquisite, there is still boiling tea on a carved table, the fragrance of tea is overflowing, the environment is elegant, it is really a good place for leisure.

There was no one else on the big boat, and even Fan Tianluo didn't meet anyone else on the shore. It didn't feel like a killer organization at all.

"Girl, tell me, what is the idea of ​​moving the old man Ren out of the Picking Pavilion?" Zhan Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"Hey, it's nothing, I just want to stay with uncle for a few days." Fan Tianluo said with a smile.

Zhan Hao was stunned and said: "You don't have a place to live?"

"Of course not, it's just that you killed one of the Feng family's subordinates before. The Feng family wanted to trouble me. You know that the Feng family is one of the eight major powers anyway. It has a deep foundation. I can deal with some small people, but the big ones can't come out." I can't handle it, so?" Fan Tianluo flattered her.

"How did this happen? Doesn't that mean you are from Fushou Pavilion?" Zhan Hao frowned.

"Cut, I can pay for it. Isn't Fushou Pavilion used to eliminate disasters?" Fan Tianluo pouted.

Zhan Hao looked at her, and said with a black line: "Then you mean to hire us to give you a room in Fushou Pavilion? That will be paid, old man Jinshi doesn't like it, is there anything else? Yes, what are you doing in the Picking Pavilion, aren’t you also going to buy moon spirit stones? How is the old guy, is he dead?”

"Cough cough cough, uncle, are you so stingy and curse people? Grandpa Ren is at a lively age, how can you curse him to death!" Fan Tianluo rolled his eyes, "You won't have a feud with him, will you? "

"What's wrong? Absolutely not! It's just not pleasing to the eye." Zhan Hao naturally wouldn't say that he was too arrogant when he first established Fushou Pavilion, but he was beaten up by Ren Xiaoyao, a low-key old man, which he will never forget. The nightmare of a lifetime.

"Don't be blinded, uncle, you are clearly jealous, but to be honest, you are indeed no match for Grandpa Ren." Fan Tianluo squinted at him and said contemptuously.