The sun shines brightly, insects and birds in the courtyard are singing low, and the yellow and tender forsythia flowers are clustered like clouds. Meng Miao, who has just practiced a set of boxing and legs, is sweating profusely. But when strands of essence rise, the wet coarse cloth shirt is instantly evaporated. Meng Miao, who is in a comfortable mood, put on the blood-colored armor again, sat on the stone steps and took out the cold and hard pastries and chewed.

Martial arts practice body, and likes the energy rich in the flesh and blood of monsters to replenish the body. Few martial arts practice fasting for several days without eating animal meat, but a few people are so shabby that they eat pastries. Meng Miao really dared not leave this courtyard, so he could only help him buy some pastries outside, which would be enough to fill his stomach.

babble--

A sound of pushing the door close behind him sounded. Meng Miao panicked the pastry into his arms, stood with lightning Duang, majestic, staring at the mysterious boy who had finally stepped out of the room for half a month. His whole body was tense, revealing his uneasy mood at the moment.

The young man in green behaviour was too decisive. That day, Mengmiao was shocked by his pressure and was later used as a gun. Mengmiao had no room for resistance. This fierce and terrifying method cast a positive shadow in Mengmiao's heart, and he was terrifying to think about it carefully.

Swish!

Meng Miao's movements were almost blowing a gust of wind, but when he stood up straight, he suddenly stopped because Meng Miao didn't know what to call this person. He stumbled and shouted a second later: "Master, Lord, be bye!"

Seeing this, Su Xian looked at Meng Miao intently. The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, his eyebrows were slightly protruding, his lips were thick and beardless, his capable and hard, and his expression faintly showed a sense of killing. In his prime, his strong and burly body fell with his breath, and his armor could not hide his brute force.

"Don't be nervous, sit down." Su Xian smiled slightly and sat down on the stone steps at the door.

Meng Miao dared not to obey, and another reason was that he could not stand higher than Su Xian. The attendant was looked up to was definitely contempt and disrespectful to his master. So he nodded dullly and sat back to his previous position. The trembling body bones mean that he was still very nervous, and his heart was loud and loud, up and down.

Su Xian asked: "What's your name?"

"Mengmiao."

"How old are you?"

"It's thirty-six." Meng Miao replied.

"Does there be old and young people at home?"

"I was tragically attacked by beast tide in my early years, my family was destroyed, and I entered the imperial army at the age of six. I stayed for thirty years and was still unmarried." Meng Miao's memory of the age of six was very vague. Even the appearance of his parents was difficult to describe in his mind. He fought in blood and smoke all day long, and he was seriously injured and lost half his life. The word "home" was too far away from him. He said it for nothing, and he had almost no feelings.

"Do you have a girl you like?"

"Ah? No..." The man with iron blood and firmness was a little embarrassed. Although his face was not red, he still lowered his head.

In fact, most of the people who joined the army within the dynasty had a miserable life experience. Su Xian had already realized this. No matter how serious a family business or retail investors were, he was still a casual cultivator. Only those who were desperate would join the army. Meng Miao's past experience was very clean. During the Q&A, Su Xian had a rough impression of Meng Miao and asked again: "So, is it okay to be careless?"

"If you want to worry, there are still some things." Gradually, Meng Miao was less nervous and scratched his head.

"What?"

Meng Miao said seriously: "The Fourth Prince hasn't given me the monthly money last month."

Su Xian: “…”

"What is monthly money? The demon stone?" Although Su Xian did not have a deep understanding of the sufferings of the world, he roughly understood Meng Miao's state of mind. After hearing this, he was speechless and thought he had told a joke and asked again.

Meng Miao nodded and said, "Well. The dynasty emphasizes demons and rather than martial arts, and martial arts cultivators do not have common currency, so they are replaced by demon stones. When they get the demon stones, we can exchange them or purchase cultivation resources."

"How many demon stones are you in a month?" Su Xian was intrigued, swept the second level of King Mengmiao Wu and asked.

"Thirty hard demon jade. The premise is that the fourth prince has nothing unexpected."

"Oh." Su Xian pondered for a while, "Have you decided? As my servant. If you don't want to, you can leave now. Your fourth prince will not cause trouble for you. But when I speak ugly words, I will nod my head now and if I am willing, I will have no chance to regret it."

puff!

Meng Miao thought about it carefully for a while, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched and he couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing at?" Su Xian looked confused. Shouldn't this decision be a very serious matter?

Meng Miao hurriedly covered his mouth, knowing that he was smiling a little out of place, and quickly explained: "I suddenly remembered a joke told by the rough men in the underground tavern."

"What?"

"You say ugly things ahead, I'm handsome and I say..."

Su Xian turned his cold eyes and Meng Miao looked up, "???"

"Puff! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! It's him, Su Xian, if you don't want him to be a guard, just keep it for me, I like it. I'm so honest!" Su Ruxue laughed so hard that she trembled when she heard it, and she leaned back and forth, and really wanted to slap the table wildly, especially when she saw Su Xian's expression that was so dark that she wanted to curse, if she could.

"Master, Lord, I didn't mean it. I'm going to be your servant, as long as I have monthly money." Meng Miao felt so scared that he moved away his eyes looking at Su Xian with guilt, and really wanted to say that the sky is so blue today and the white clouds are so soft.

"Okay. Now there are two ways in front of you, signing a blood contract, or not." Su Xian turned his head and said coldly.

"I'll sign!" Meng Miao nodded quickly, fearing that he would be smashed into pieces in the next second.

Anyway, this young man could kill himself with just one thought, and he would not get his trust if he didn't sign the blood contract, so he would naturally sign it.

The blood contract is not difficult. Su Xian learned it from Ji Fushi by the way. There are no too many terms on it. As long as Meng Miao maintains a loyalty, he will give it to him. He just treats it as doing his best to cultivate a real guard, rather than a waste who is even worse than himself.

The blood splashed, the dragon and the phoenix were drawn, Meng Miao looked at it, and the blood contract only mentioned that he followed Su Xian for life. Other strict conditions, monthly money, precautions were not written. Meng Miao did not dare to neglect, so he quickly dripped his own blood, and his body sales contract was signed.

"You hold these high-level storage bags, which contain 500,000 hard demon jades. You can buy cultivation resources yourself. But you have to remember one thing, if your strength is weaker than your master, then you, the servant, are just a decoration at most, a clone representing my will. I don't want to raise waste!"

While speaking, Su Xian threw away many high-level storage bags for Meng Miao, which made Meng Miao dizzy. His eyes sometimes stayed on the high-level storage bag. Sometimes he looked up at Su Xian who had already stood up. He sighed in his heart that Su Xian was generous and remembered the sharp words that Su Xian left behind in the end.

"See the Lord to the death!"

Seeing that Su Xian had walked out of the courtyard slowly, Meng Miao came back from the confusion of seeing so many hard demon jades for the first time. He clasped his fists with his hands and knelt on one knee. As the collision occurred, the armor sounded loudly. Meng Miao's face was extremely solemn, and his blood was boiling when he said this, and he completely returned to his heart.

"I'll go to practice after buying it myself. I'll see you in this courtyard half a month later." Su Xian waved his hand casually, leaving Meng Miao with a graceful and slender back, "By the way, I don't like this title in the Lord."

"Who would you call me?" Meng Miao asked tentatively with his eyebrows down.

A faint voice came: "Su Ruxue's brother."

Meng Miao was stunned, and then exclaimed insincerely: "Okay, good name..."

Su Xian thought of countermeasures when Su Ruxue was laughing wildly before. When he reported this slightly longer name, he ignored Su Ruxue's roar in his mind and curled his lips successfully, thinking, "You little girl who doesn't even have personal freedom."

Humph!

The bloody Kunpeng swayed up, and his body shrank to the size of an ordinary monster. Looking down at the entire Yunhai City from a high altitude, the limits of his eyes could not see the edge of Yunhai City. The houses were lined up like beasts, and countless monsters of tiger, wolf, and toads were lingering on the well-connected avenues. The buzzing voices in the distance declared the vitality and vitality of the city. Many flying monsters roared past, like streaming lights of different colors, dragging out an arc like shadows among the clouds.

Yunhai City is famous for its freedom and openness, and its people are unrestrained. Of course, this unrestrainedness is generally reflected in the monsters surging like a tide.

Su Xian flew towards the sea with the blood Kunpeng. It was the border area of ​​the entire giant city. It was picturesque because of its arrival in the sea and was well-known. There were many noble families and clans. Of course, Su Xian didn't know these. He only knew that the dream beast was there all the time, and he didn't know what it was doing.

...

Nian family.

Half a month ago, Nian Qiwu, as the third daughter of the big house who was unattended, passed away for the family. Now, she is not so much surrendered to the power of the elders of the Nian family, but rather bows to fate and shoulders the heavy responsibility of running the family business. She visited the Xinghuo Auction House in Yunhai City, and pleaded with Nie Shi, the president, Nie Rong's most doting only son, and hopes to exchange for the share that Nian family had lost in the form of a marriage contract.

When the news came out, the family and the family were joking, calling it a good marriage.

However, outsiders sneered at this and called him to sell himself for glory.

Although Spark Auction House is a neutral force and generally does not get involved in the grievances and disputes of local forces, this is just an ostensible way to be banned. There is too much filth in this alliance. Auction House can combine nearby forces under the banner of cooperation, extract some of the profit share to give these forces, and then let these forces work for them. The simplest way to serve is to transport treasures and contribute goods.

Two hundred years ago, the Nian family was qualified to intervene in the Star Fire Auction House in Yunhai City through marriage. After careful cultivation, it supported the prosperity of the new family, which is still known as a promising family, which is now established. It is located in a corner of the seashore and is well-known and is a commercial family with great influence.

Over the past few decades, Nian family members have withered and embarked on a downhill of cliff-like plunge. The strong people in the clan cannot find the best goods to fulfill the share of the family in the auction house. They rely solely on the transportation of small profits, but it has also led to the decline of the Nian family's share every year. The huge Nian family has already shown signs of decline, with only a skeleton and flashy, and it will not take long to withdraw from the historical stage of Yunhai City.

However, all kinds of bad ideas to rescue the family business were flying all over the sky, and these descendants also wanted to follow the wise actions of their ancestors, to win the capital, and to make the Nian family re-enter the top forces in Yunhai City.

The tiny Nian Qiwu became a victim of the operation of the interest machine without any suspense.

He has no backstage, no talent, has a decline in his big room, is young and beautiful, and often has business cooperation with Nie Shichan. It is reported that although Nie Shichan has never expressed his feelings, it can be seen from his words and deeds that he takes good care of Nian Qiwu quite well. This is a man who knows how to grasp the standards.

There are only two people in the Nian family’s big house. Nian Size and Nian Qiwu, the brother and sister depend on each other and have grown up to this day.

On this day, Nian Size, who had a successful cultivation, came back. He heard that the family forced his sister to get married. He was so angry that he went crazy and made a fuss about the Nian family. He would rather die than take his sister out of this cold and ruthless family abyss.
Chapter completed!