Feng Qianchen looked back at the expressionless but handsome Duanmu Lin: "How do you know the man holding you is not a rich man? What if he is?"

"Scam him out of all his money, slap your butt and leave."

"What if he isn't?"

Feng Jinghua turned back and looked at the man in front of her. She glanced down again and looked at what he was wearing, what he was wearing, and his dressing style.

Finally, he came to a conclusion, turned around, and said to Feng Qianchen: "Looking at him, he doesn't look very rich, but he is the big shopkeeper of Bugui Lou, no matter how bad he is, he will not be worse than the two of us.

"

"So, do you want to consider..."

"Shut up, no one will consider him." Although he helped her, he helped her to the beam of the sect's ancestral hall.

Only then did she remember the bag of clothes and jewelry held by her captors today.

He turned around again and was about to speak when Duanmu Lin asked first: "What is it for this time?"

"That's right...did you send someone to deliver something to my house?" Feng Jinghua asked.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "What?"

"Clothes, banknotes, and various accessories."

"Um."

"Hey, can you tell me before you send someone to bring it? I've been hurt badly by those things."

"Oh." He narrowed his eyes. Although it was just a simple response, he remembered every word of Feng Jinghua's words in his heart.

Feng Jinghua thought he didn't care. After the two arrived at the Pill Pavilion, she stopped and said, "Well, Mr. Qin Se Xian..."

"I'm not a fairy." I originally wanted to call him Fairy Qinse, but when I thought about him he was a grown man. Although he looked like a woman, it couldn't change the fact that he was a male. Wouldn't this become "Fairy Fairy"?

"?"

Is this man so confused about whether he is an immortal or not?

"Slip of the tongue."

"You can call me Lin."

"Why are you so affectionate when you have nothing to do?"

"Then there must be something to do to be so intimate." He deliberately emphasized the word "so". When he spoke, his beautiful face came closer to hers, his eyes narrowed, and his tone was slightly ambiguous and lazy.

She leaned back and put her hands on her chest, as if the man in front of her wanted to eat her: "Then I'll call you Mr. Lin."

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he secretly swore that one day he would change "gongzi" to "Xiangong".

"Well, Mr. Lin, you see, the things you want to help are also delivered, and you also directly help me to my sect. Well, you came to save me again to express your apology. Now I feel nothing but gratitude.

There is no more resentment, can you go back? It will be difficult for me to do things with you?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Jinghua raised her hand and made a gesture to please leave.

Duanmu Lin glanced at her red little hands, although he wished he could warm her little hands with his own palms.

But it wasn't like he didn't see Feng Jinghua's resistance to him.

So, he still endured it.

He replied calmly: "Send Buddha to the West."

Feng Jinghua said without tears, "The problem is, I am not a Buddha."

"So, you don't have the extraordinary ability to deal with the two dual cultivators guarding the elixir pavilion outside."

He stretched out his hands, held one big and one small, and walked straight towards the elixir pavilion.

Before Feng Jinghua was ready, he took her to the Pill Pavilion.
Chapter completed!