Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 188
Source City, in the auction house.

The steward warmly entertained Fu Xiaoyun and the other three who had rushed back from the journey.

He was very happy that Fu Xiaoyun could come back, because she was a cash cow.

With Fu Xiaoyun here, there is no need to worry about no income.

It took a long time to leave this time, and the steward thought that Fu Xiaoyun would not come back.

I took a shower and changed my clothes.

Fu Xiaoyun went downstairs again.

Now Chen Feng and Tang Youyi live in the same room, and she lives in the same room alone.

The steward is checking the order.

Fu Xiaoyun was on the stairs, before he went down the stairs completely, he saw the thick stack of orders in his hand.

"New orders accumulated during this period?"

Fu Xiaoyun took it and glanced at it.

The steward smiled and nodded, "I've tidied everything up."

During the daily chat, Fu Xiaoyun learned the news of Cheng Si's departure.

Sadness is not to mention, after all, the two only got along for a few days, less than a week.

The master-student relationship is not yet stable.

Fu Xiaoyun gave the elixir, and Cheng Si gave the knowledge.

Speaking of which, no one has lost anything.

It's good to go, we just met by chance, and we will see each other naturally if we are destined.

Fu Xiaoyun greeted the steward, and went upstairs with the order.

……

On this day, Fu Xiaoyun, who had just finished a batch of new orders, was packing up.

Pack and classify each pill, and plan to take it downstairs and hand it over to the steward.

Just happened to meet the steward who came upstairs to find her.

The two met at the stairs.

Fu Xiaoyun gave him a strange look, "What's the matter, do you need something from me?"

Seeing the hasty look of the steward, it seems to be something urgent?

Fu Xiaoyun couldn't figure out what urgent matter could happen in the auction house.

"My boss is here and says he wants to see you."

The steward grabbed Fu Xiaoyun's hand excitedly, forgetting his sense of proportion for a moment.

Fu Xiaoyun thought to himself, luckily Chen Feng didn't see it.

If you have something to do, you can't think about it, and you can do whatever you want.

Chen Feng pushed open the door as if he had a heart-to-heart with her.

The stairway is next to Chen Feng's door.

So Chen Feng saw it clearly.

The steward felt a chill coming from behind, he turned his head to look, and was startled.

Hastily let go of Fu Xiaoyun's hand.

And he took three steps back in a panic, keeping a safe distance from Fu Xiaoyun.

Fu Xiaoyun looked at the steward with contempt, to see how courageous you are, as for it.

The steward blushed in embarrassment.

Chen Feng took out a handkerchief, held Fu Xiaoyun's hand, and wiped it repeatedly.

Just like he usually wipes his spirit sword.

Fu Xiaoyun didn't take his hand back, and let him go.

I was thinking about what the steward had just said in my mind.

owner?Which club?
Her damned curiosity was piqued again.

The owner of the closed city auction house is the city lord.

Is the owner here too?

It shouldn't be, I don't have any connection with the city lord of Yuancheng.

For no reason, why did the castellan propose to see you.

After thinking about it, I can't think of any tricks.

Fu Xiaoyun followed the steward and went downstairs to meet people.

There was nothing wrong with Chen Feng, but he insisted on following, and there was nothing the steward could do about him.

Fu Xiaoyun didn't care about it at all, he could go whenever he wanted, there was nothing to stop him.

Tang Youyi did not follow, and was still practicing in the room.

He is a good boy who studies hard.

……

Fu Xiaoyun's guess was wrong, the owner of the auction house and the owner of Yuancheng were at odds with each other.

I really didn't expect that the Dong family would be the suzerain of a sect.

When Chen Feng heard the name of the sect, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the sect master thoughtfully.

There are many thoughts, which are a bit interesting.

The speed of action is not bad.

……

(End of this chapter)