Han’s Immortal Path

　　 Kuixingfang City, an inn.

　　 In a certain guest room, there are piles of clothes scattered on the floor, and Han Changjiong and Lu Yue are lying on a bed, naked.

　　 There was a contented expression on Han Changjiong's face. Huang Tian was worthy of the rich. He spent thousands of spiritual stones on Lu Yue and finally won Lu Yue.

　　Han Changjiong is the first brother and has no experience, but Lu Yue knows a lot, and treats Han Changjiong very comfortably. Han Changjiong feels that Lingshi has no white flowers.

　　 "Han Lang, you can't live up to the Nujia. The Nujia will be yours from now on."

　　 Lu Yue's face was full of flattery, and her voice was whispering.

　　 She wanted to make a ceremony and officially marry Han Changjiong as a concubine, but Han Changjiong couldn't help her temptation. The monkey was anxious to do something, so Lu Yue couldn't shirk it, so she gave it to Han Changjiong.

Han Changjiong smiled evilly, and said with a smirk: "Don't worry! Follow me, I will keep you sweet and spicy, but you have to save a little bit of flower and spirit stone. I am a second-order talisman, and I can't help you spend so much. Life is not like this. of."

　　Han Changjiong really likes Lu Yue, he is a man! This is nothing, Han Changming has married sisters, and it is not too much for Han Changjiong to accept a concubine.

　　 Lu Yue has already spent thousands of his spiritual stones, no matter how many spiritual stones Han Changjiong has, he can't help it.

　　 "The Nujia knows that the Nujia just wants to see Han Lang's attitude. The Nujia will rely on you in the future."

　　 Lu Yue stuck her whole body on Han Changjiong, her beautiful eyes were tender and tender.

　　Han Changjiong grinned and said, "Is my name Han Lang? It's time to change my tongue."

　　 "Husband."

　　 Lu Yue's voice was so awkward, Han Changjiong felt like he was flying into the sky.

　　 "Madam, I haven't eaten enough yet, do it again?"

　　 Lu Yue's face was full of flattery, and the bedding bulged.

　　 "Hiss!"

　　 Han Changjiong took a deep breath, and grasped the bedding with both hands, feeling that the three souls and seven souls are about to leave the body. That feeling cannot be described in words.

　　 In a secret room, a middle-aged man with an elegant face and a young woman in a green skirt are playing against each other.

　　 "How about? Seventeen brother, has the fish caught the bait?"

　　 The young woman in a green skirt took a sip of spiritual tea and asked with a smile.

"That fat guy is famously lascivious. It's hard for him not to get the bait. This matter should not be rushed. It needs to be taken slowly to block our wealth. If he seeks death on his own, then he can't blame us for being cruel. "

　　 The middle-aged man said that at the end, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Seventeen, you have to be more careful, don’t show your feet, it’s not good if it involves our family. Han Changming from the Han family is strong. He has been doing the show in the past few years, and the number of foundation-building monks in the Han family is increasing. Rejuvenated."

　　 The young woman in the green skirt warned with anxiety that when Han Changming was mentioned, her eyes were full of jealousy.

　　 When the Han family was prospering, there were more than a dozen foundation-building monks. Later, the foundation-building monks of the Han family died a lot, and now they are slowly regaining their vitality.

　　 Several major events have occurred in the red algae sea area in the past few years. One is the attack on Huoyunmen by multiple Xiuxian families, and the other is the fight with the Golden Eagle Sect in the Golden Eagle Sea. In both cases, Han Changming has participated, and a lot of limelight has occurred.

"Don't worry! Lu Yue is not our peripheral personnel, just a chess piece. Even if she rebels, it will not be implicated in our family. Let the Han family and the Chen family dog ​​bite the dog! No matter who is killed or injured, our family will not Affected, Han Changming is a character. We have worked hard over the years to weaken the power of the Han family with the help of the Chen family. After building the foundation, Han Changming helped the Han family regain its vitality. This son cannot stay, and we must find a way to get rid of him. That's fine."

The young woman in the green skirt nodded and said, "Yes, but this matter should not be urgent. We must think of a safe way. It is best to get rid of Han Changming with the hands of the Chen family, or with the power of Tinghaige. In short, we can't Show up."

　　 The middle-aged man smiled slightly, nodded and said: "This is natural, I will do things, you can rest assured."

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　　Tinghai Pavilion, a valley full of exotic flowers and plants.

There is a courtyard with blue bricks and white tiles in the valley. In the center of the courtyard is a lake of more than ten acres. A three-story blue attic stands in the middle of the lake. The blue spirit butterfly danced in the spirit field.

　　 There is a blue stone pavilion next to the blue attic. Five men and two women are drinking tea and chatting, and Han Changshuo is also there.

　　The highest cultivation base is a ruddy-faced old man with a green robe. The old man with a green robe has a shrewd face and a mustache.

　　 "Brother Yang, today is your birthday, and there is nothing good for my little brother. This centuries-old drunk dew is given to you. This is taken from the treasure house of our Han family. Our patriarch is reluctant to drink it."

　　 Han Changshuo took out an exquisite wine jar and handed it to the old man in green robe.

　　 Immortal cultivation is more than just fighting and killing.

　　 Han Changshuo uses the financial resources of his family to make a good deal of his powerful colleagues and pave the way for his future.

　　 The old man in Qingpao surnamed Yang Mingzhenli, the deputy head of the Deacon Hall of Tinghai Pavilion, and was responsible for the dispatch of the disciples of Tinghai Pavilion. This is a fat man.

　　 Yang Zhenli is an uncle of Yang Zhenzhen’s clan. He has been in Tinghai Pavilion for more than 100 years. He is serious and earns the trust of the head of Tinghai Pavilion.

　　Yang Zhenli is a wine lover, and Han Changshuo naturally chooses what he likes. This drunk fairy dew has been stored in the treasury of the Han family for a hundred years. For wine lovers, it is absolutely an irresistible temptation.

　　 "Junior Brother Han is interested, but the old man can't accept it. If this matter is passed out, other colleagues think that the old man is receiving benefits in disguise. If it reaches the law enforcement hall, it will be troublesome."

　　 Yang Zhenli showed a just and awe-inspiring expression on his face, and he tactfully refused.

"Brother Yang joked. You have worked hard for this school for many years and listened to the sea. Who doesn't admire Brother Yang? The younger brother is a person who respects Brother Yang. It's just a pot of spirits. It's not a bribe. If Brother Yang doesn't accept it, I just look down on my little brother."

　　 Han Changshuo had a serious expression on his face at the end.

He was originally the key training target of the Han family, and he didn’t know anything about human relationships. After getting started, he suffered a lot. After getting started for a long time, he slowly became smooth~www.wuxiaspot.com~Brother Yang, you just accept it. Bar! If you don’t even accept Junior Brother Han’s spirit wine, we wouldn’t dare to give you a gift. What happened to the gift of something between the same students? The people in the Deacon’s Hall celebrated their birthdays, and they didn’t confiscated gifts. "

　　 Yang Zhenzhen smiled and made a round. She and Yang Zhenli are of the same race, but in public, she would call her senior brother and her uncle in private.

　　 "Yes! Brother Yang, just a pot of spirit wine."

　　 Other people agreed. If Yang Zhenli didn't accept Han Changshuo's spirit wine, they would not dare to give out gifts.

　　 Yang Zhenli looked embarrassed and nodded and said: "Okay! Let's not take it as an example! This drunk fairy dew, the old man will accept it."

　　Han Changshuo smiled and said enthusiastically: "Brother Yang, this drink of wine respects you, let’s do it first."

　　 He raised the wine glass and drank all the wine in the glass.

　　 Other people raised their wine glasses and toasted Yang Zhenli.

　　 An hour later, everyone went back to their homes, and Han Changshuo also went home.

　　 Run things silently, if Yang Zhenli wants to arrange a good errand, Han Changshuo needs to contact Yang Zhenli more.

　　If you don’t usually contact your feelings, if you have something to ask for, who will take care of you?

　　 This is what Han Zhangxiang taught Han Changshuo. Han Changshuo didn't understand before, but now he understands.

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