settle down.

Xiu Pavilion.

There are two Xiu Pavilions, one is Buxiu Pavilion, and the other is Duxiu Pavilion.

Buxiu Pavilion belongs to Anbuxiu's attic and courtyard.

As for Duxiu Pavilion? It was originally uninhabited, but now that Hu Miaomiao has come to settle down, she will naturally live there.

Buxiu Pavilion, Duxiu Pavilion is abbreviated as Xiu Pavilion.

...

At this time, An Yan was still standing at the gate of Xiu Pavilion.

But I didn't know that my sudden sensation yesterday caused me a "big disaster".

"Lalala..."

“…”

...

An Yan stood like a green pine, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth and a small song in his mouth.

It can be seen that he is very open-minded.

...

Wow!

An Bulang's body appeared in front of An Yan like a ghost.

He was so scared that he hummed Xiao Qu Anyan and couldn't help but take several steps back.

"Captain, why are you here?"

An Yan looked at An Bulang with a terror and asked respectfully.

I don’t understand why this clan leader appears here?

"Where is Xiu'er?" An Bulang asked with his hands on his back and looked at An Yan like this.

As An Buxiu's young follower, An Yan usually follows An Buxiu.

"Class leader, Young Master Xiu'er is in seclusion." An Yan hurriedly said respectfully.

“Secretary?”

An Bulang's eyes looked down the gate and towards the courtyard. The courtyard was indeed filled with rich, violent spiritual energy from heaven and earth constantly heading towards a room in the courtyard.

The owner of this room is nothing but An Buxiu, his Xiuer.

"The degree of such spiritual energy fluctuations is indeed not something that can be absorbed by a rank of priests. Could it be that Xiu'er is really in seclusion and breaking through the imperial rank?" An Bulang sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations in the courtyard and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

"An Yan, how many days has Xiu'er been in seclusion?" An Bulang looked at An Yan and asked.

"Report to the patriarch, Young Master Xiu'er started seclusion yesterday, and it has been exactly two days today." An Yan quickly replied respectfully.

"Is there any movement in two days?" An Bulang asked.

"Report to the patriarch, no, I have been here for the past two days, and I have never left half a step. In the past two days, Young Master Xiu'er did not make any noise." An Yan quickly explained.

"Oh, if Xiu'er has any movement or has come out of seclusion, please inform me as soon as possible." An Bulang nodded slightly and ordered An Yan.

"Okay, patriarch." An Yan nodded respectfully and responded.

"Um!"

An Bulang nodded slightly, carrying his hands on his back, ready to turn around and leave.

"Um?"

But as soon as he turned around, he couldn't help but frown at this moment and looked up at the distance.

"Why are they here again?"

In the distance of the sky, several human figures turned into streams of light.

These Liuguangs are no one else, but the patriarch of the Nine Great Family.

But this time, in addition to them, there seemed to be nine figures, and a total of eighteen streams of light came towards him.

To be precise, it is coming here.

...

These eighteen streams of light finally arrived at the mid-air of Xiu Pavilion and stopped.

It turned into eighteen figures standing in the void in the air.

Among them, the nine figures are naturally the clan leaders of the nine major families.

There are nine figures, each of them is a fairy woman with graceful figures.

Each of them is like fairies in the heavenly palace. Standing in the void, it is a beautiful scenery.

The nine girls all wear veils, but even so, they cannot hide their peerless face, and the extraordinary temperament revealed throughout their bodies, giving people a feeling of being untainted by the mud.

...

The nine old tribes Chang An Bulang naturally knew the nine fairies who were untainted from the mud, and they were also An Bulang's old acquaintances.

No... I should say I am an old friend.

...

"Everyone, I don't think I'll invite you? I wonder why you guys come to my An's house for?" An Bulang's body slowly rose, bowed to the eighteen figures and said.

"snort!"

“…”

...

Looking at An Bulang like this, the nine fairies who were untainted from the mud couldn't help but snort coldly at this moment.

They turned their heads aside in dissatisfaction. Obviously, they didn't want to pay attention to An Bulang.

Moreover, these nine fairies have a very tacit understanding, as if they had been negotiated in advance.

"this……"

"Damn!"

After being ignored, An Bulang couldn't help but complain, but he didn't take it too seriously.

After all... he is not a young man either, just ignore it if you are ignored!

He and they are old friends.

If someone doesn't want to pay attention to him, he will ignore him.

What can he do? Go up and beat someone?

Beat a woman? Is he not going to be able to do anything?

...

"Captain An, I'm sorry."

"Captain An, I'm sorry."

"Captain An, I'm sorry."

“…”

...

When the nine patriarchs saw that their young master was in such an attitude towards An Bulang, they couldn't help but look at each other, and were extremely embarrassed and quickly apologized.

In unison, the nine old guys explained the word "tacity" very well.

...

"Several patriarchs, I'm sorry, if you don't give a reasonable explanation today, don't blame me for being unkind." An Bulang looked at the nine old guys with a bad look at this time.

These nine old guys always come uninvited. Where is the place where he settles his home?

Their back garden? Come whenever you want? Let's go whenever you want?

What if they can't give a reasonable explanation today? He is going to get angry.

...

Of course, there is more than one reason why An Bulang wants to get angry, and another one is that the nine of them actually ignore him.

What should he do if he can't do with the nine female aphrodisiacs, but these nine old guys are different.

If they don’t give a reasonable explanation today? Then these nine old guys should not think about going back in full.

"hehe……"

The nine old guys looked at each other and nodded slightly with a smile on their faces.
To be continued...