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Chapter 1447 Sorry, husband!

On the ninth floor of Lanyue Pavilion.
In the room, there were only two people, a man and a woman.
Feng Wuchen's pen was seen moving around, but within a moment, the rice paper had been filled up.
Just as the woman was about to lay down the next piece of rice paper, she saw Feng Wuchen suddenly stop writing.
"about there……"
"this……"
Feng Wuchen said: "In the past, the Zi family in the north only obtained some basic mental skills of the Yiqi Dragon Divine Art, and they were also able to create the Ziqi Dragon Divine Art. What I gave you is no less than what the Zi family received!"
The woman understood that even half of the One-Qi Dragon God Art was already a priceless treasure.
But compared to the complete technique, it is still far behind...
"How can the young master be willing to write down the remaining half of the exercises? If you have any requests, you can mention them to the little girl!"
Feng Wuchen chuckled: "The big shopkeeper..."
"Master, don't call me the big shopkeeper! My little girl, Mingyuelou! Nice to meet you!"
"Miss Ming! How much do you think this half of Yiqi Dragon God Art is worth?"
The woman bit her lip, but after thinking for a long time, she said: "If we really want to judge its value... I'm afraid it's worth half of the Moon Pavilion!"
After all, the One-Qi Dragon God Technique was once the supreme method of the Great Qian Dynasty. It is said that half of its technique is only worth half of Lan Yue Pavilion. It is because half of the technique cannot exert 50% of the power of the complete technique. If it is the complete One-Qi Dragon Divine Art, even the entire Lan Yue Pavilion cannot compare with it.
"Half of the technique is equivalent to half of your Lan Yue Pavilion, and now I just want you to have an innate Taoist weapon. You ask me for the complete technique. Don't you think Miss Ming is a little greedy?"
After hearing this, a trace of helplessness flashed in the woman's eyes.
yes!
Can she eat the complete Yiqi Dragon God Jue alone in Lan Yue Pavilion?
"The young lady is being rude, but the young master doesn't even offer any conditions. How do you know that the young lady doesn't meet the young master's ability..."
"Conditions? Not yet! Lanyue Pavilion might as well wait until you have paid enough for this half of the technique before asking me about the second half of the technique?"
The woman pondered for a long time, but quickly returned to her previous high-spirited appearance.
Your Majesty, in just his words, he showed a bit more respect: "I understand! I look forward to cooperating with you again!"
Feng Wuchen said again: "Girl as smart as Ming, you should have guessed my identity, right?"
Mingyue Lou said: "I guessed it, but I can't believe it!"
"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, just keep it a secret for me. I don't want people to know I'm here yet!"
A bright light flashed in the woman's eyes, and she suddenly smiled and said: "Young Master should know that in addition to ordinary business, I, Lanyue Pavilion, also engage in news trading! How much do you think the Young Master's identity is worth?"
Feng Wuchen frowned slightly: "You need to charge money to help the guests keep it secret?"
"Haha..." The woman covered her mouth and chuckled: "Since ancient times, we are all brothers, and we have to settle accounts! The little girl doesn't want much..."
As she said that, she pointed to the rice paper on the table: "Twenty percent!"
Feng Wuchen stared at the woman coldly: "Not many... only one-tenth of Lan Yue Pavilion!"
The woman's eyes suddenly narrowed into slits: "To the young master, this is just a drop in the bucket, isn't it? Things in Lanyue Pavilion are always more expensive than other places, but the advantage is that the price is clearly marked, and you are guaranteed to get what you pay for!
"
Feng Wuchen smiled helplessly: "Miss Ming is so eloquent, 20% is 20%!"
The woman smiled again: "That Qing Shang can be regarded as 10% to the young master! In this way, Lan Yue Pavilion still owes the young master 70% for this half of the skill!"
Feng Wuchen's mouth twitched.
"Then Qingshang is only worth a hundred purple spirit crystals, but it still counts as 10%?"
Mingyue Lou said confidently: "That's natural... The Xiantian Dao Sword Master is just giving it away. As a master, if it is cheaper, wouldn't he lower his worth?"
"So...are you still doing it for my own good?"
"That's right! Of course, if you feel it's inappropriate, you can pay with the Purple Spirit Crystal!"
"..."
"Can Miss Ming lend me some money?"
"No borrowing!"
"Can you give me a 10% discount?"
Mingyuelou smiled slyly: "No way!"
"Okay! You win..."
Mingyue Lou's smile became even stronger, and he immediately poured a glass of wine for Feng Wuchen with his own hands: "I respect this glass of wine, Master!"
Feng Wuchen subconsciously picked up the wine glass and put it down again just as it reached his mouth.
"You don't have to pay for the drink, do you?"
"you guess!"
"..."
Feng Wuchen's mood was a little complicated. This woman was too calculating. If she continued to talk to her too much, she was afraid that she would be eaten to the bone.
"Forget it, don't drink anymore! Miss Ming... see you later!"
"..."
When Feng Wuchen went out, the smile on Mingyuelou's face disappeared instantly, and his tone became extremely cold: "Go and find out where this person came from, I want every detail!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the space behind him swayed, and a black figure said: "Yes!"
"..."
At this moment, many onlookers had gathered in front of the Lanyue Pavilion.
Meng Shifang was seen stepping on Han Ying's jade hands, looking at the latter's bloody and tearful appearance, his expression was full of enjoyment.
And Su Rong also crossed her arms and said with disdain: "A lowly slave girl who doesn't know how to live or die dares to challenge us. Now you know how she died, right?"
"Husband...husband..."
"Are you still thinking about that loser? Hahaha, he can't come back!"
"..."
Seeing more and more people around, Manager Li frowned, cleared his throat, and asked, "Mr. Meng, have you been found?"
Meng Shifang sneered: "Not yet. I suspect this woman has hidden something under her clothes. I have to strip her naked and search her!"
As soon as he said this, the people around him quickly started making noises.
Some people who watched the fun did not think it was a big deal: "That's right, she was stripped naked and searched, otherwise who would know if the thing was on her body!"
There are also people with lewd expressions: "Ha... Although this woman has a red spot on her forehead, she has a pretty good figure..."
"..."
Facing the crowd's booing, Meng Shifang smiled ferociously and stretched out his claws towards Han Ying.
But we saw the critical moment.
"Son of a bitch!"
An angry voice was like thunder on the ground, exploding in everyone's ears.
In an instant, the substantial killing intent locked onto Meng Shifang, making him unable to move.
But didn't wait for him to look back.
"laugh!"
He only felt a sharp pain in his right arm.
"ah!"
Immediately afterwards, his entire arm was cut off by the roots, and there was a lot of blood.
For a moment, dominated by the pain, he lay directly on the ground and rolled all over the ground.
After cutting off the man's arm, the anger in Feng Wuchen's heart still did not dissipate, and he suddenly raised his leg and kicked Meng Shifang in the abdomen.
"boom!"
This kick directly kicked Meng Shifang far away and hit the outer wall of Lanyue Pavilion. Everyone turned around and saw that Meng Shifang's lower abdomen had been penetrated by a big hole, and his whole body was
The Dantian is completely gone.
"hiss!"
While everyone was lamenting, Feng Wuchen quickly picked up Han Ying. Looking at the scarred woman, he couldn't help but feel distressed.
"Husband...you...you're back! They lied to me...that you wouldn't come back..."
"Silly girl! How could I not come back? I went to buy you a gift!"
With that said, Feng Wuchen stuffed the bleeding Qingshang into the woman's palm.
But I saw the woman shaking her head, tears constantly overflowing from her eyes: "I'm sorry! Husband... I soiled the veil you gave me!"
"..."
Chapter completed!
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