"kindness."

A light shone in Lin Fan's eyes, and he smiled and nodded and said, "I understand, I'll go there now."

Lin Fan and Wang Gouzi followed behind Xiaoer and rushed to the inn.

After rushing to the inn, Wang Gouzi went back to his room first, and the shopkeeper personally took Lin Fan to the yard behind the inn.

The yard behind the inn has a kitchen, wood room, miscellaneous yard, etc.

There are also some rooms for the waiter in the inn to live in.

As for the shopkeeper, I don’t need it, he has a house in Qinglong City.

In this Qinglong City, every inch of land is valuable, especially in the prosperous areas.

The reason is very simple. Living in a village outside the city may be at risk of being attacked by monsters at all times.

But Qinglong City dare not say that it is absolutely safe, even if a monster sneaks in.

There are millions of people, and by chance, they can't even collide with them, right?

Because there are monsters outside the city, this sets the housing prices in Qinglong City.

Except for those who originally lived in the city, they were rich businessmen.

Those simple villagers who farm in the countryside may not be able to afford a tile house in Qinglong City in their entire lives.

Soon, Lin Fan followed the shopkeeper to a clean yard.

The shopkeeper next to him smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, this yard is where my boss lives."

Lin Fan took a look and found that although the place was clean, according to Mu Zijuan's identity, there was no need to live in such a place.

Perhaps seeing the confusion in Lin Fan’s eyes, the shopkeeper explained: “Although my boss is from a noble family, he is from the Mu family, he is easy-going and does not like those extravagant styles.”

Lin Fan nodded slightly. After contacting him over the past few days, he had a pretty good impression of Mu Zijuan.

At this time, the door in the courtyard opened. Mu Zijuan looked at Lin Fan with a smile and said, "Young Master Lin, my second uncle is inside. Please come in and pay a visit."

Lin Fan strode into the room.

Entering the room is a living room, and then inside is the living room.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked over forty years old, wearing a black robe, looked at Lin Fan with a expressionless face and asked, "Zijuan, is this the person you are talking about?"

"Yes." Mu Zijuan nodded, and she said, "His friend was poisoned by Rakshasa Sect and wanted to help detoxify."

"What's the situation?" Mu Qianfeng asked.

Lin Fan also realized that Mu Qianfeng was at the fifth-level realm of real people.

"My friend was hit by the evil demon needle of the Rakshasa Sect. I wonder if seniors have a way to rescue him?" Lin Fan asked.

Mu Qianfeng's pupils shrank slightly, "The Demonic Needle"?

What about blowing?

That is something that only the leader of the Rakshasa sect and the elders are qualified to come into contact with.

What kind of friend are you worth letting the leader of the Rakshasa Sect and the elder take action personally?

Mu Qianfeng twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said, "Boy, the evil demon needle is a strange poison. After being poisoned, there is no medicine to cure it. Unless you use powerful magic power to forcibly suppress the evil demon needle, you can temporarily survive."

"Although I am the manager of the Rakshasa Sect, I have no way to rescue me. The only ones who can relieve this poison are the sect leader and the elders."

Speaking of this, Mu Qianfeng looked at Lin Fan and said, "You go back first. When I go back to the Rakshasa Sect, I will take you back to see if the sect leader and the elders can give you antidote."

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

Mu Qianfeng said: "You go out first."

"Thank you." Lin Fan nodded and turned around and left. It was normal that this person could not help him detoxify.

You know, the one who uses this needle is the old wind in the earthly fairyland.

This person is only in the fifth-grade realm, so it is normal that he cannot help him detoxify.

After Lin Fan left, Mu Zijuan asked in a low voice: "Second uncle, why are you like this guy?"

"No," Mu Qianfeng nodded slightly. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Have you found out the details? After all, it is a first-class realm. If there is any force behind it, it will be bad."

Mu Zijuan said in a low voice: "I have already spoken out from his companion. This man was practicing in the deep mountains, then he went to a small place called Qingshan Village, and then killed several little demons."

"It should not be a background, otherwise why should we ask how we go to Rakshasa Sect?"

"That's true." Mu Qianfeng's eyes showed a faint murderous intent and said, "Let's arrange it and poison him. You can't be hard. After all, it's a first-class realm. If you fight and you're aware of the evil method I've practiced, it would be bad."

Mu Qianfeng is indeed a member of the Rakshasa Sect, but the Rakshasa Sect's skills use poison and evil spirits.

But it is not classified as evil methods.

Mu Qianfeng's martial arts are evil methods he unintentionally obtained, and he can absorb other people's skills for his own use.

Before, Mu Qianfeng was just a messenger in the Rakshasa Sect.

Although he and Mu Zijuan are from the Mu family, they are sub-branches and have no status.

Later, he used this evil method to practice. After his strength increased, he had a good relationship with the people at the Rakshasa Sect and gave him a lot of money.

Finally got the position of manager.

Mu Zijuan is his niece, so she was sent by the Mu family to manage this inn.

Mu Zijuan frowned and said, "Uncle Second, why don't you wait a few more days? Observe this kid more?"

"What? Have you fall in love with this kid?" Mu Qianfeng laughed and said, "If you fall in love with it, then don't kill it. Let him marry into my Mu family."

"No killing." Mu Zijuan shook her head: "It's just that I feel a little strange."

"It's just a first-class realm. As long as there is no background, we will definitely take him." Mu Qianfeng said lightly: "If you absorb his first-class realm cultivation level, I should be able to reach the sixth-class realm soon. At that time, you will be in the family and have a much higher voice."

Mu Zijuan frowned.

Mu Qianfeng reminded: "Zijuan, have you forgotten your childhood? Eat leftovers every day, and the servants in the Mu family can roll their eyes on you!"

The Mu family has been passed down for 500 years, with deep roots and lush leaves. There are more than a thousand people with the surname Mu.

The blood relationship between Mu Qianfeng and Mu Zijuan and the current head of the family must be described in detail five or six generations ago.

In such a huge family, there is the most powerful force.

If you are related to the Lord's family, then you are the Lord.

No matter how bad it is, you are a side branch, and you can have some ability.

If you don’t have the ability to be taken seriously by others, then you deserve to be bullied.

When Mu Zijuan was a child, she was beaten by her servants every now and then, and she was called a name with the surname Mu.

She didn't dare to complain. If she told her, even though the servant would be punished, she would be beaten even harder next time.

It was only after the second uncle entered the Rakshasa Sect that his condition finally improved.
Chapter completed!