Chapter 224

"Father, do you have something to say to the child?" Mao Wenren said slowly, but he guessed what his father was thinking. If nothing happened, he would definitely not come to his yard in person.

"Yes, it's a little thing." Mao Tianxiang nodded slightly and continued, "Today, I received the news for my father. At the auction held in Jubao Building at two o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a fairy root, a thousand-year-old red fruit. Haven't you been stuck in the ninth level of the star? In the afternoon, you can shoot the thousand-year-old red fruit, and you can naturally break through the star level."

Mao Wenren's eyes lit up slightly and said, "Thank you, father, I know."

"Well, you can go to the account later to get 10 million five-grade star stone, which is enough to buy the thousand-year-old red fruit." Mao Tianxiang smiled and said that he valued his little son very much. He had extraordinary talent. His future achievements would definitely surpass him as a father. He already had the intention to pass on the position of the head of the family to him.

Mao Wanrong, who was hiding behind Mao Wen's body, heard the 10 million five-grade star stone, and her little head immediately came out and stared at her father with shining eyes.

"Dad, I also want Star Stone." Mao Wanrong said very well-behavedly.

"100,000 yuan." Mao Tianxiang looked at his difficult little daughter, threw away a word, and then turned around and left the courtyard. He could see that Mao Tianxiang still loved his little daughter.

One hundred thousand five-level star stone, for ordinary people, it is a difficult number to get in a lifetime, but for the Mao family, it is a piece of money.

"100,000 yuan, hee hee, with this 100,000 yuan, it's almost enough to take a picture of that ring." Mao Wanrong said excitedly.

"Ha ha, let's go. I'll find a place for you while I still have time." Mao Wenren patted his sister's little head and said with a smile.

"Ye-huh!" Mao Wanrong nodded her little head excitedly, and her expression was as simple as water. Perhaps she thought of the picture of someone being beaten hard, and her little face suddenly smiled happily.

Near noon, the sun is upright above the head. Tianwai City is like a natural steamer, steaming hundreds of thousands of people in the city.

After Nie Yun left the Jubao Building, he came to a restaurant, the 'Tianwai Restaurant'. The restaurant is very famous. There is an endless stream of people coming here to eat and drink. People are surging at the gate, coming in and out, which is extremely noisy.

Nie Yun, who was not happy and quiet, was led to the quiet third floor by the second child of the restaurant. He sat alone by the window, waiting for the wine and vegetables while silently looking at the scenery outside the window.

Nie Yun felt this atmosphere for the first time, the ancient style, and there was no sense of modernity at all. Nie Yun liked this feeling very much and unconsciously watched it.

"That hateful little white face really slipped away. If I had known it, I would have asked someone to stare at him first."

At this moment, a crisp girl's voice came from the stairwell, but she saw a delicate girl pouted with a very unwilling expression and came to the third floor with an ordinary young man.

The girl is not someone else, but Mao Wanrong, the third lady of the Mao family. Naturally, she is her second brother Mao Wenren. The two went to Jubaolou to look for Nie Yun and naturally rushed to the sky, and then they came to Tianwailou to prepare for dinner.

The three words "little white face" were clearly transmitted to Nie Yun's ears, which seemed to have become his taboo, and he was very ** to the three words.

Nie Yun showed an inexplicable smile on his face. He looked at the arrogant third lady coming up from the stairwell at the corner of his eyes. He thought to himself that he was really predestined with this little sister, and I don't know if he had a share.

"What a strong sword, who is this man?" Nie Yun's eyes slightly swept the man beside Mao Wanrong, but his consciousness clearly felt the hidden sword on the other party's body. In an instant, he guessed that the other party must have a deep understanding of kendo, which was not an ordinary star warrior.

Mao Wenren was keenly aware of Nie Yun's sight. His pupils contracted in an instant, and his eyes locked Nie Yun sitting by the window. He was immediately shocked and said secretly, "What a beautiful person."

If Nie Yun heard this sentence, he didn't know what to think. Although Nie Yun knew that he seemed to be too handsome and a little inclined to the softness of women, as he became stronger and more mature in his appearance, he added a little masculinity to the softness, but even though he was too beautified, he was The third lady called it a little white face.

"Second brother, what are you looking at? It's not a girl, is it?" Mao Wanrong suddenly saw her second brother stop and couldn't help saying, following Mao Wenren's sight. Suddenly, a surprise appeared on her little face. She directly pulled away her two calves and ran towards Nie Yun.

"Little white face, I finally found you!" Mao Wanrong stepped on Nie Yun's bench and said condescendingly. The proud expression was quite cute.

"Rong'er, don't be rude!" At this time, Mao Wenren came forward and pulled Mao Wanrong back to his side. Then he hugged Nie Yun and said, "I'm Mao Wenren, this is my sister. Please forgive me for offending you."

"Nye Yun." With a faint smile, Nie Yun opened his mouth and said, slowly stretched out his right hand and motioned the other party to sit down.

"Thank you very much." Mao Wenren was not pretentious. He thanked him and sat down opposite Nie Yun.

But Mao Wanrong, who was beside her, pouted her little mouth, looked dissatisfied, and said to her second brother, "Second brother, he bullied me."

"Eh, the second brother knows. Rong'er is quiet first. The second brother knows how to do it." Mao Wenren smiled and said comfortingly, letting Mao Wanrong sit down beside him.

At this time, Nie Yun naturally understood that the other party was from the Mao family, and his identity was not low. Listening to the little girl's words, it seemed to be the second young master of the Mao family. When they met for the first time, Mao Wenren gave Nie Yun a good feeling. There was no bad habit of the second ancestor. He was calm and treated people with courtesy. Otherwise, Nie Yun would not let the other party sit with him.

"I don't know where Brother Nie is?" Mao Wenren smiled slightly, but his eyes were extremely sharp. He looked directly at Nie Yun's strange pupils. The black whirlpool seemed to have a suction, which was invisibly devouring his mind, which made Mao Wenren shocked and quickly moved his eyes away, but did not dare to look directly at the dark pupils.

Mao Wenren had previously suspected that Nie Yun was a woman dressed as a man, but he soon confirmed that Nie Yun was a man. He still had this kind of eyesight, but he was surprised that there were such a strange man in the world. He might as well give in more than a woman who was charming. I'm afraid that people in the world would regard this person. Women are not allowed.

"Once a disciple of Luo Zong, now it is a duckweed." Nie Yun said lightly.

Mao Wenren's eyes flashed slightly, and he said in his heart, "Disciples of Luo Zong, no wonder his strength is so good, but how can Luo Zong get rid of such a talent? I'm afraid there is something hidden in it."

"Brother Nie, I have something to say directly. I don't know where my sister-in-law has offended you, but she is frivolous under the eyes of the public. This behavior is not a gentleman's style. Moreover, my sister-in-in-law is still young. Isn't Brother Nie's behavior too much?" Mao Wenren's tone was slightly heavy. As the voice fell, a sharp sword came out, pressing Nie Yun.

Nie Yun is not only Guan Er, but indeed, as Mao Wen said, he did smell like this little girl before. If it weren't for the youngness of the other party, I don't know if he would have been too much. However, since the matter has been done, Nie Yun will not regret it. Now as the leader of the Hong League, even if Nie Yun does something wrong, he will only admit it to himself, and will not bow his head to anyone to admit his mistake, because since the founding of Hong Meng, he has been the king and will not bow to anyone.

"This is not good. How can I use the word frivolity? It's just a competition with Miss Mao. Since it's a competition, it's inevitable that there will be some contact between the body. If you insist on saying it's frivolity, I have nothing to say." Nie Yun said indifferently, and his expression was the same. No matter how Mao Wenren dominated people with momentum, Nie Yun brushed his face like a breeze and was happy. Oppressing Nie Yun with momentum? He Mao Wenren chose the wrong object. Today's Nie Yun's soul realm has broken through the star level. Coupled with the killing mood and the blood of the surging ancient fierce beast in his body, Nie Yun alone is enough to shock the Mao Wenren.

"That's to thank Brother Nie for his advice, but I don't know if Brother Nie really relies on his strength. I don't want to compete with Brother Nie." Mao Wenren also smiled faintly and said, but his eyes were sharp, and there was a sense of fighting spirit in his pupils. He had never seen many people who could not change his color under his sword intention. However, he was very interested in Nie Yun and couldn't wait to fight with Nie Yun.

Nie Yun smiled and said nothing, but he was thinking about whether to fight with the other party. He had just made a big breakthrough and reached the sixth level of the Star. He needed a good opponent to practice, and this Mao Wenren was the best object. He could see that the other party's strength was good, and his understanding in the artistic conception was very deep. The sword just now was The best proof is that the artistic conception of the sword has been understood for many years, and there is such a sword spirit in my heart. I don't know how amazing the sword meaning that broke out in an all-round way is. Nie Yun is looking forward to fighting with the other party at this moment.

"Little white face, you are not afraid to fight, are you? What a timid coward." Mao Wanrong beside her saw Nie Yun smiling and didn't say anything, but she was anxious. She immediately said something sarcastic and excited.

"Location." Nie Yun smiled, but his eyes were on Mao Wanrong's body. A evil smile flashed in her pupils. The scared little girl's heart pounded, and her body couldn't help shrinking.

Nie Yun only said the location, not the time, just clearly told the other party that the time is now, choose the place and fight!

"Okay, Brother Nie is cool, come with me!" Mao Wenren clapped his hands and suddenly got up. The voice had not completely fallen, but the man had rushed out of the window and flew out of the city.

The corners of Nie Yun's mouth rose slightly, showing an evil smile. He blinked at the little girl of the Mao family and said, "Little sister, when you grow up, I'll come to play with you."

As soon as the voice fell, Nie Yun suddenly disappeared from his seat. When he reappeared, he was already at a high altitude thousands of kilometers away, following the Mao Wenren and flying in the direction outside the city.

"Bastard! The ghost is your little sister. Who wants to play with you? Mao Wanrong shouted in the direction of Nie Yun's disappearance, which could be said to be angry. She couldn't wait to beat Nie Yun hard, but she couldn't understand what Nie Yun meant by 'play'.

"Oh, you have to keep up quickly, otherwise you won't see the good scene of this little white face being beaten by the second brother."

Mao Wanrong jumped directly from the window more than ten meters high and ran towards the outside of the city.