In just three minutes, Zhuo Bufan asked Huang Zhanlu to raise the price of the song again and again, from five digits to seven digits, and the first digit was still a number greater than five.

Meng Xinlan and Su Xuehua's eyes almost fell to the ground.

This is a little money addict!

They didn't know that inside the ring that they couldn't see, there were two old ghosts and a young female ghost giving advice to Zhuo Bufan.

"Afan, he is fooling you. This song can't have only this number. Let's raise the number directly to seven digits!" Mo Xiaoye said confidently, joking, this is her Mo Xiaoye's work, how can the price be so low?

"The number needs to be bigger. I feel like this person is an old fox, and I want him to die a little more miserably this time." Nervous Huang is a psychological expert, and he can see Huang Zhanlu's trump card at a glance.

"Haha, his heartbeat seems to be normal, but it is actually accelerating. It seems that this number is correct." Mr. Xu laughed and said, "Pay attention, look at the other people who came just now, I believe he will soon

Will accept this number."

The old fox was indeed an old fox, and Mr. Xu hit Huang Zhanlu's vital vein with one blow.

"Haha! I got seven million!" Mo Xiaoye said arrogantly. Not many of her songs could sell this amount, especially since it was her posthumous work.

"Xiaoye, don't be impulsive. Isn't it just a small amount of money? It's only seven million." Mr. Xu pretended to be calm, but in fact, he really had no sense of the number of money.

"Yes, I remember that I have more than seven billion, but I forgot where to put it?" Nervous Huang said a rare word.

"Go to hell! It's seventy-one!" Zhuo Bufan finally cursed, what a lunatic! I can't remember what you said, and I even mentioned your Zimbabwean currency!

"By the way, is the picture you just imagined real? Playing the piano is really great for picking up girls!" Nervous Huang said suddenly.

"Go away! Go to hell!!!" Zhuo Bufan couldn't help roaring anymore.

"Hahaha!……"

The laughter of Mo Xiaoye and Mr. Xu came from the ring.

**

"Well, well, boy, what are you looking at in a daze? It's not because you've lost your mind and gone crazy. It's just that you can't make too much money at once. Now it's fine. You need to take medicine to treat your illness." Meng Xinlan said.

Zhuo Bufan stretched out his hand in front of him and cursed when he saw that he had been in a daze.

"I'm fine." Zhuo Bufan avoided Meng Xinlan's hand. He didn't dare to slap Meng Xinlan's hand away like he did to Zhang Liang, for fear that Meng Xinlan would misunderstand and call him a pervert.

"Damn it! That boy ran away!" Meng Xinlan continued. She was so absorbed just now, but now she realized that the boy she was dating had run away!

"It's your fault!" Meng Xinlan turned her finger on Zhuo Bufan again.

"Does this count as my fault?" Zhuo Bufan was speechless again.

"Huh! Of course, that kid is here again after a long time. If you hadn't played the piano, there would have been no chance for that kid to escape! I don't care, I want to share half of your income today!" Meng Xinlan said forcefully.

This is your purpose, right!?

Zhuo Bufan had a look of disdain on his face, but he only showed a little glance, and Meng Xinlan immediately shouted back: "What are you looking at! I thought I was good at playing the piano, so I wanted to hook up with Ben Ruliang! Let me tell you, I am acting on behalf of

Xuehua asks you for damages!"

"Loss fees?" Su Xuehua didn't understand. Even if you are flirting, don't ask me to do it!

Uh! This time, Zhuo Bufan understood a little bit. Meng Xinlan was worried about Su Xuehua, because there was a Taoist next to that kid just now. Although he was just a little Taoist at the bottom of the Qi training period, he was not Su Xuehua, or even Su Xuehua.

His family can resist it.

"Xuehua's matter is my matter, and I will definitely resolve this sequelae!" Zhuo Bufan responded.

"Well, that's more like it!" Meng Xinlan saw that Zhuo Bufan was wise, so she let him go. The main reason was that Ruliang was very busy with many things recently, and she was afraid that if she couldn't take care of Su Xuehua, now that she had Zhuo Bufan's promise,

She can feel much more relaxed.

"Then we'll also be treated to a big dinner!" Meng Xinlan still didn't let Zhuo Bufan go in the end.

"Yes! You must treat us to a big dinner!" Su Xuehua chuckled. It has now become a trend to crusade against rich people.

"No problem! Beauty has her destiny, but she doesn't follow it." Zhuo Bufan said with a bold smile. He didn't feel very free here either. He might as well go out and have a feast!

People are in high spirits when happy events happen. Zhuo Bufan was in a great mood after receiving such a large amount of wealth today. He wanted to find a place to treat himself well. Now that he has a beautiful woman to accompany him, of course he will sacrifice his life to accompany her.

The three of them immediately set out on the road. The purpose of coming here was gone anyway, and there was no point in staying any longer.

Strolling along the south bank of Wangfujing, the 810-meter-long main street is spacious and flat. The ground paved with red granite is neat and clean. There are no old curb partitions on the road. There are well-proportioned stores with unique decorations and lights.

Brilliant, dazzling.

"Wangfujing Snack Street, why not change it to Wangfujing Barbecue Street! Just like this, you have the nerve to bring us for a big meal?" Meng Xinlan roared with dissatisfaction, and Zhuo Bufan felt that she had been cheated by Ma Jingtao today.

Possessed.

"Don't worry! There are good things here!"

Zhuo Bufan patiently said that you must be more patient than the anxious girl, otherwise no matter what you do, bad things will happen.

Su Xuehua seemed to be coming to such a place for the first time, walking around and looking very uncomfortable and interested, which made Meng Xinlan speechless.

You are an aristocrat from Warsaw, England, so don't make it so obvious! No one else is as exaggerated as you.

"found it!"

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan shouted excitedly, the Bobo Chicken restaurant that appeared in front of him was a type of Sichuan cuisine. Zhuo Bufan also heard about it from Zhang Liang, a Bao Bao, and it was newly opened in Wangfujing, Yanjing, so he just opened it this time.

Come and have a look.

"Huh? What is this?" Su Xuehua was also very surprised when she saw the shape of Bobo Chicken, and followed Zhuo Bufan excitedly.

"Tch! I've eaten this thing eight hundred years ago!" Meng Xinlan boasted, but couldn't help but lick it on the side of her mouth.

After finding a table and sitting down, Zhuo Bufan began to take the chicken or offal from the bamboo skewers, soak it in the jar and eat it as he pleased.

"Just eat it like this?" Su Xuehua looked hesitant at the postures of Zhuo Bufan and Meng Xinlan.

This food looks so "unique"!

"No, it's okay..." Mengxin Lanfei's true colors were exposed. She swallowed the delicious food while still speaking inarticulately.

"Then I'll eat it too." Seeing Meng Xinlan's appearance, Su Xuehua finally couldn't help it. However, her appearance was not comparable to Meng Xinlan's. Her behavior was gentle and polite. Even a piece of chicken could be broken down into pieces by her.

Countless pieces were put into the little mouth and chewed carefully. After a long while, he closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

The three of them were eating openly. From time to time, Meng Xinlan would spray some messy things on Zhuo Bufan, making Zhuo Bufan dodge like a garbage bag. In fact, that was Meng Xinlan's deliberate attempt.

Zhuo Bufan slowed down to avoid being robbed of his delicious food.

However, there are so many of these things, do you deserve to do this? Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but lament in his heart.

I don't care, I'm going to do this! You can't care! Meng Xinlan glared, as if hearing Zhuo Bufan's inner voice, she looked at him dissatisfied, but she glared, Fei Nu's hands were not idle, no

In a second, several more strings of good things were eaten.

"Kid, you are enjoying your meal! I'm sorry to bother you!" The speaker was an old man, standing not far from Zhuo Bufan, looking at Zhuo Bufan with a smile on his face, as if he was looking at his grandson.

.

Zhuo Bufan hated the old man’s appearance!

Because the old man had the same aura as the little Taoist priest he met in the hall just now.

"I just beat the little one, and the old one comes out. How annoying!" Mr. Xu said disdainfully.

"Eh? Why don't you eat?" Su Xuehua said lightly, looking at Zhuo Bufan with some surprise.

"Haha, I'm full! Suddenly I remembered something, I have to leave first!" Zhuo Bufan put the coat he had taken off over his body, and then, as if he was being chased, he suddenly exerted force and used a hundred

He rushed out of the Wangfujing street at a sprint speed of 3 meters.

"Hey! Brat, you haven't paid me yet! You bastard, you bastard!" Meng Xinlan jumped behind her and yelled, without any image at all.

It's really abominable. Is there any justice in asking two girls to pay when they go out to eat?

However, she was just angry for a moment and then felt shocked, because she seemed to see another figure flashing past Zhuo Bufan.

A cultivator! A cultivator in the foundation building stage!

For a moment, Meng Xinlan looked awe-inspiring.

The old man's strength was much greater than that of Meng Xinlan, so Meng Xinlan was unable to detect the old man at all. It was not until Zhuo Bufan desperately escaped that Meng Xinlan discovered a clue.

**

"Boy, where are you going? Why are you walking so fast?" The old man smiled seemingly kindly, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Zhuo Bufan's behavior was beyond his expectation, but he was also very happy. Just now, he had already recognized Meng Xinlan who was next to Zhuo Bufan. Although Meng Xinlan was not strong, she was a member of the Meng family after all. He also

It's not good to take action directly.

Fortunately, Zhuo Bufan wisely left Meng Xinlan after hearing his message, as if he didn't want Meng Xinlan to get involved in their dispute, which made the old man feel that his judgment was correct!

"What Tian Qingzong! It must be a fake!" the old man cursed fiercely.

Nowadays, people from the Tianqing Sect are not born at all, and there are so many people pretending to be so. Ninety-nine out of a hundred people who claim to be from the Tianqing Sect are fake, and only those who show proof are genuine.

Yes, everyone from the Tianqing Sect will present a certificate. This ancient sect is different from ordinary cultivators. Even a poor boy who comes forward will hold a certificate.

What Zhuo Bufan said to the little Taoist priest in the hall, the little Taoist priest was blinded because he had never seen the world, and Zhuo Bufan was much stronger than him, so he naturally believed it to be true. But the old Zamao was different.

He is not an ignorant cultivator, but he is indeed from a major sect.

He is Qingcheng, an abandoned disciple!

But in the human world, he still calls himself a Qingcheng Sect member.
Chapter completed!