The literati's book is fragrant.

In its backyard, Fang Xuan leaned against the Grand Master's chair, holding a book in his hand and watching it boredly.

He couldn't get interested in the book, not because he was not good at reading it, but because he had read these books too many times, and could recite them backwards.

"Hey, Shusheng Chen has updated. I haven't read this chapter yet." Fang Xuan was surprised. He returned to this world. Shusheng Chen had not updated it at that time. Speaking of which, he had been doing free sex.

But these are not important, and you will naturally support you when you come to this world.

Immediately, Fang Xuan read it carefully.

And during this waiting period.

After bringing them to the backyard, the disappeared white-faced scholar came back.

The white-faced scholar came over and said, "We are willing to buy your troubles, but it is not directly solved, it is just for you to hold on for a while."

Very simple and straightforward words, pointing to the topic.

"Okay, how long?"

This is what Fang Xuan waited for.

The white-faced scholar's pupils flashed and his eyes disappeared.

Have you expected it long ago?

"Half a year." The white-faced scholar made a request.

"OK."

Fang Xuan agreed again, as if he was not here to talk about the matter, and the other party agreed to whatever he said.

Immediately, he got up and took out a piece of paper from the storage ring and placed it on the table.

"The practice of the Sacred Heart Pill is recorded here. You can try whether it is correct. I am at the Hospitality Inn."

The deal happened very quickly.

There are only a few words to say.

"Can he believe it sir?" A scholar came over.

The white-faced scholar nodded.

Fang Xuan killed Su Qingmu yesterday, and his origin was blank...

This is the information they got.

Very few, it's just like nothing.

"If something happens, go to the Hospitality Inn. The people behind him are no less murderous than ours, they are Su Wuhou's people.

Now the enemy has become his subordinates.

Very good means.”

Upon hearing this, the scholar was not talking.

At this time, the white-faced scholar thought about it.

He had a black token in his hand, "You can send this brand to him."

"This..." The scholar's face changed drastically.

This is the token of the Killer Supreme Palace, and the person who got this brand can count it with one hand.

"go."

"yes."

Another scholar was not talking, and he just disappeared from the spot with the sign.

The white-faced scholar walked into the depths of the backyard, which had a secret room leading to the underground.

The cave is deep, as if it is together with the underworld.

Silent and windless.

There is a mirror on it, and a person is tall.

"Sir." The white-faced scholar took out a token.

A human-shaped black shadow appeared in the mirror, and sounds came over.

This voice is neither male nor female, obviously the voice has been processed.

"That's what Xiaobai is doing."

"It's done, he didn't drag it out at all." The white-faced scholar said the matter, "I gave him the token."

At the same time, he handed the pill recipe given by Fang Xuan to the mirror.

A hand stretched out from the mirror and grabbed the pill formula, which was extremely strange.

“You did a great job.”

The voice that could not tell the difference in gender rang again.

"He lost some of the losses if the Sacred Heart Pill is replaced by Biyou Palace for half a year, and he obviously understands that it's interesting. Are all the little guys like this now..."

At the end of the words, a sigh came from the mirror, with helplessness.

The white-faced scholar seemed to know what this sigh meant.

"actually……"

"You don't need to defend him. I didn't beat him to death. That's because I am his father." A voice came from the mirror, and he waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to speak anymore.

"Yes." The white-faced scholar smiled bitterly.

"This is just like this, give him a token to make up for the relationship. As for the observation of him later, he can have the Sacred Heart Pill, then he is likely to know that thing."

The sound in the mirror became blurry and the figure gradually dissipated.

The words behind are the self-talk of the person in the mirror.

...

"My benefactor, is it worth it to change the Sacred Heart Pill to Biyou Palace for half a year?"

Xia You walked out of the Wenrenzhai and said softly.

He didn't know what the Sacred Heart Pill was for, but when he heard the formula "Saint" elixir, he could understand that this was used by people in the saints in martial arts.

As for the saint among people, don’t think about it. This kind of pill cannot be exchanged for such a great price.

Intuition also told him that what Fang Xuan brought out was not the saint of the human race, or the pill recipe used by the nine-level peak people.

Fang Xuan walked very slowly, and halfway through, he stopped by the roadside and talked to the merchant about how to sell his fans.

He explained to Xia You halfway.

"Not worth it, at least not worth it now."

Hearing words.

Xia You frowned slightly.

He heard another meaning of this sentence, the profoundness of the words.

Not worth it now? Then will it be worth it in the future?

Fang Xuan ignored Xia You, and he continued to look at the fan.

"Huh!"

A shocking and suspicion came from Fang Xuan's mouth, "I want this fan for the boss, how much does it cost."

"The materials on this fan are all selected, and two spirit stones are broken."

Fang Xuan didn't talk nonsense and threw out two spirit stones.

It's too troublesome to negotiate prices.

And he has a lot of money. After all, Su Qingmu is not a poor man. He has money and has a lot of money in his ring.

"Click."

A crisp sound rang out and the white jade fan was opened.

The fan was incited and the hair was raised lightly, which added a scent of books to Fang Xuan and a sense of elegance.

Fang Xuan smiled, which attracted others' attention and guessed which romantic young master was.

But all this artistic conception was quickly destroyed.

There is bold and wild cursive script on the fan, and it is written in seven words, which is indescribable.

This can't be elegant no matter how you look at it.

"Does it look good?" Fang Xuan asked Xia You with a smile.

"……nice."
To be continued...