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"Okay, don't explain, you know that your kid is smart. By the way, you must pick up the ring you gave you.

If you encounter difficulties, you can take it to any ‘inn’. The shopkeepers and shopkeepers recognize it, and the people in the entire inn will follow your orders."

"The whole inn? Lao Wang, are you talking about the entire store or the full power of your "inn"?" Chen Yang chuckled on his face.

"Just as you think, in my entire inn, besides me and another boss, there are some core members, and you can do whatever you want.

As long as you don’t destroy the inn for me, you must at least leave some people for me to maintain the operation of the inn. I will still be useful in the future.”

Finally, Wang Yiheng added, "Why do I feel like I took a meat bun and looked like you?"

"Hey hey, Lao Wang, this last sentence is a bit like a human attack!" What does it mean to give him a meat bun? Is it appropriate to use it here?

"Hahaha, erroneous tongue, erroneous tongue!"

"Old Wang, I didn't expect this inn to be your property. The tokens you gave me are too expensive, right? I didn't dare to ask for them anymore."

The consumption here is not average, and ordinary monks cannot afford it.

In larger cities in Nanqi and Beiqi and cities with special locations, there are semicolons of ‘inn’.

Words like "Daily Earning Gold" cannot describe the daily input of the inn at all.

Of course this is just a visible benefit.

The news compiled in the inn every day, these invisible benefits cannot be measured by money.

"Making money is secondary to just playing around, finding more things for yourself to avoid boredom.

As for the token, it is not reasonable to take it back if it has been given to you. Can we not be worthy of the value of this inn in your heart?”

Wang Yiheng didn't mind the value of the inn very much.

Those present would not really believe that he was just trying to get bored. Wang Yiheng was unwilling to say more about such privacy, so naturally everyone didn't ask too much.

Chen Yang is not a pretentious person either, "I just think it's too expensive."

"It's just something outside of your body, no matter where life matters. Well, you may be secretly happy in your heart, so don't pretend to be polite."

I saw him cheating people before, but I didn’t feel sorry for him.

At this time, a slight fluctuation occurred, and Wang Yiheng grabbed the fluctuation.

After a moment, he spoke, "The city lord and his daughter of Guanyang City are here. Do you want to meet?"

As for the current situation, if you see or not, as long as Wang Yiheng can solve this problem, it will have no other impact on them.

When Chen Yang wanted to refuse, Wang Yiheng smiled and said, "But I still recommend that you meet Feng Ming and talk about this matter openly. It would be good to get some benefits."

Seeing Wang Yiheng's appearance as if he was planning to plot against others, Chen Yang was very happy to cooperate, "Since that's the case, let's go and enjoy your favor and seek some benefits."

Although Feng Ming felt a little disgusted, he still followed him together.

At this time, the sound of gongs and drums outside had stopped, and there was still a little aftermath of setting off firecrackers in the air.

The city lord, wearing a red wedding dress, supported the city lord and was already waiting at the front desk.

Seeing Wang Yiheng leading people out, the city lord’s daughter Guan pointed to Feng Ming behind and said excitedly: “Dad, he is the Taoist partner chosen by his daughter.”

Feng Ming heard the words and snorted coldly in disgust, turning his head to one side.

Wang Yiheng released some pressure on the city lord. At this time, the city lord was already shaking all over, sweating on his forehead, and he didn't dare to let out.

The other party has used this kind of sensation. He, who has been the city lord for decades, still doesn't know what the other party is trying to do.

The other party just released some pressure on him, and did not impose more pressure on him later.

He just wanted to hold on and not kneel down, and maintain a little face as the city lord.

He suppressed the surging blood and wanted to wait for him to get used to it a little so that he could apologize to the other party.

Miss Guan pulled his arm with one hand, fearing that his father would not see Feng Ming's presence.

It was also because of her that City Lord Guan was distracted and he was unable to completely suppress his qi and blood.

A moment of puff, blood spurted out.

Miss Guan finally took back her mind and quickly stuffed a pill into the mouth of the Lord Guan City, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Has the injury recurred?"

As Miss Guan took out her handkerchief and tried to wipe away the blood from the corner of her mouth, the blood quickly condensed into ice flowers.

Guanyang City is close to the ice field and the temperature is low, but it is not so cold.

Miss Guan immediately panicked, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Lord Guan felt that there was a continuous cold air suddenly coming out of his body, which made him speechless, "Fen... Luo, don't... don't be willful... hurry up... open the formation quickly."

Some ice slag condensed from Lord Guan’s eyebrows and hair at a visible speed.

After Xiao Hei took Feng Ming to pick up Li Daqi back, he was reluctant to leave.

Feeling the chill emanating from Lord Guan, he couldn't help but drill in the direction of Feng Ming's crunching nest.

Feng Ming knew that Xiao Hei was afraid of the cold, and thought Xiao Hei couldn't bear the cold, so he even put his hands outside Xiao Hei's clothes.

Xiao Hei was so beautiful that he felt pink bubbles. Ah! It successfully wiped out the master's handsome junior brother's more oil!

It has been so successful last night!

Guan Fanluo was frightened when he saw the appearance of the Lord Guan City.

Hurry up and send fairy power to him to help him resist the cold.

According to the news sent back from the inn, the man Guan, a man who was a little unlimitedly spoiled his only daughter, was good for the merchants and monks in the city.

Although Guan Fanluo has a little temper, he has never done anything evil.

If the Fang family in Lincheng had not been forced to do such a arrogant thing, Guan Fanluo would probably not have done such a arrogant thing.

Wang Yiheng originally wanted to help Chen Yang with some benefits, but he didn't expect that City Lord Guan was so seriously injured. He only used a small part of the pressure to force City Lord Guan to the point where he could not resist it.

Wang Yiheng felt a little guilty, so he ordered to the shopkeeper: "Go and find a few more braziers to find an empty room."

Cultivators generally don’t use braziers, and they don’t have much to prepare in the inn.

Now that I was in urgent need, the guy found a few metal basins for washing his hands, added charcoal fire to bring it into the room.

"Miss Guan, help Lord Guan to the room, it's warmer inside."

Guan Fanluo looked up at Wang Yiheng, then at her hand that was resting on her father. There was gratitude in his eyes, and there were some other emotions, such as some expectation and anxiety.

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