She is very arrogant and indifferent.

The so-called hero conference was held in her name only for Tang Huan's sake. Otherwise, even if she took over Ni Lin, she would probably not remember Ni Lin and the privilege of holding a hero conference.

Tang Huan laughed silently, took a sip of wine, and lit a cigarette happily: "Then do you always know who the finale of this hero conference is, right?"

"Yeah." Phoenix understates. "I know."

"Who is it? Do I know it?" Tang Huan became interested.

"A nasty guy." Phoenix showed a hint of displeasure on his face.

But her reaction was a big story in Tang Huan's eyes.

In this world, is there any person who can make Phoenix hate and dislike it?

For Lord Phoenix, most people in this world will be ignored by her and ignored.

It is rare to attract her attention.

What's more, you have to hate it? Don't like it?

"What's the origin?" Tang Huan couldn't help but ask.

Ni Lin said lightly. "A young monk who claims to be unparalleled in the world."

"Is it him?" Tang Huan raised his eyebrows slightly and said excitedly. "Happy Buddha?"

"That's what he is called in the world." Ni Lin said, but shook his head lightly. "But where is he happy? Why is he called Happy Buddha?"

Tang Huan was stumped.

When this Phoenix heard the tone, he had at least seen the Happy Buddha. Tang Huan only heard of his name but never saw him. How could he know why the Happy Buddha was called Happy Buddha?

He smiled and said, "You asked me because you asked the wrong person."

"I didn't ask you." Lord Phoenix said lightly.

Then, she suddenly said, "Tang Huan, I'll ask you something."

"What?" Tang Huan cheered up.

It is definitely a big deal to let Lord Phoenix ask him. Brother Huan dare not be careless.

"If you have the chance to meet him in this hero conference, help me beat him." Lord Phoenix said calmly. "If you can beat him up, help me kill him."

Tang Huan became silent.

He felt that Phoenix was joking with him.

For no reason, let yourself help her beat Happy Buddha.

If you can beat him up, you have to kill him?

Why don’t you beat it up and kill it yourself? What’s going on?

I have never met someone overnight. I have never even met each other!

Tang Huan was so amused and crying, but he vaguely felt that this phoenix must be incompatible with Happy Buddha.

It also aroused Tang Huan's curiosity more and more.

Who is Happy Buddha?

How could it actually make Lord Phoenix so unhappy? He even wants to kill him?

Of course, Lord Phoenix has the intention to kill, which does not mean how serious the matter is.

According to the analysis of the King of Hell, Lord Phoenix has a few killing intentions every day on average. It is like a common occurrence. It is not unusual at all.

"Let's talk about it." Tang Huan did not refuse on the spot.

After all, Phoenix has helped him several times, and it is all very busy.

Especially when the shopping mall was not for Lord Phoenix showing up in time, Tang Huan might have been burping. Where did he come from now?

Life-saving grace is irreconcilable...

Of course, Brother Huan was embarrassed to refuse on the spot.

He made a vague statement, drank all the red wine in his glass and said, "I'm a little sleepy after rushing for a day."

After saying that, he got up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Me too."

Lord Phoenix also walked towards the bedroom.

It's still the same direction as Tang Huan.

"You want to sleep in the master bedroom?" Tang Huan stopped and asked suddenly.

"What's the problem?" asked Lord Phoenix. "Didn't you sleep on the sofa all the time?

Tang Huan was choked.

Sister Liu, look at what good things you have done!

I angrily rolled back to the sofa to sleep.

No words all night.

Early the next morning, the King of Hell came to knock on the door.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Lord Phoenix who had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom. Because Phoenix was only wrapped in a bath towel, he hurriedly turned around and said carefully: "Good morning, master."

"I practice martial arts every day and my body shape is well maintained. What does it mean to turn your head?" Mr. Phoenix pulled up his hair. This was probably one of her few moves that could show a woman's side.

I haven't even seen Brother Huan much.

"I dare not look." The King of Hell was also very frank. "This is disrespect to the master."

"I didn't teach you these rules." Lord Phoenix said lightly. "Go out and close the door."

The King of Hell ran away.

Didn't teach these rules?

What about fooling around?

Didn’t an apprentice accidentally touch your hair because of a sparring training and chopped off the hand on the spot. If I dared to take a look at it, wouldn’t you pick out my eyes?

The King of Hell, who was scared and sweating, did not dare to stop for a moment and went straight out of the door.

This picture, which is quite beautiful to Brother Huan, is like a picture of a hundred ghosts walking at night for the King of Hell. It smells of blood.

Tonight is the first day of the Heroes Conference. Most of the participants will rush to Qingcheng Inn before dinner. An ancient style inn built with little knowledge, funded by Nilin.

It is not open to the public. It only provides special services to special people. The location is also very secluded. Even tourists who go up the mountain to visit have few people know about it.

Once someone approaches, there will inevitably be people in the reverse scale to stop him.

Therefore, this Qingcheng Inn is also considered quiet in the midst of chaos and winding paths.

It was just noon when the three of them arrived at Qingcheng Inn.

As soon as Tang Huan entered this inn, he felt like he was in an ancient inn. The atmosphere was very strong, and he also had some dreams of returning to the ancient artistic conception.

Even the inn waiters are not dressed in modern style. They are dressed very simple and do not look friendly. Instead, they exude a sense of mystery.

Of course, the service must be attentive and considerate. Even Tang Huan, a casual waiter who cleanses and cleanses, has a very good background.

This huge Qingcheng Inn has three floors in total. It covers an area of ​​at least 1,000 square meters. It must have been a bit of effort to tossing such a piece of land in such a tourist destination where every inch of land is valuable.

However, superficial things like money are probably not worth mentioning for the long-standing rescals?

According to Tang Huan's estimate, the King of Hell alone must have a net worth of 1 billion. Kuang Huo Legendary Reverse Scale?

The lunch was very unique and the taste was even more delicious. Some dishes were the first time Tang Huan had eaten, and it was not the so-called Western Shu specialty.

The King of Hell explained very quietly: "Many dishes are cooked using ancient methods. Take this recipe of Sanqian Rou for example. It was steamed on low heat at twelve o'clock last night until now. It has just been released. It took half a day."

Tang Huan gave a thumbs up: "This is a good way to eat!"

I thought to myself: Phoenix, you are so fucking like this. Are you still interested in my ragged craftsmanship? Don’t you have a tendency to be masochistic?

Wherever Lord Phoenix went, the inn waiters all bowed forty-five degrees. They were so respectful that Tang Huan felt that he had returned to the ancient palace. Lord Phoenix was the nine-five master, very prominent.
Chapter completed!