Chapter 1144

"I didn't expect that the patriarch would have such a good time to talk." Wen Yihuan said to yuexincheng with emotion.

Yue Xincheng smiled. "In fact, what I just said is on the one hand."

"There are other reasons?"

"Of course."

"What do you mean?"

"The patriarch left first." Yue Xincheng said, "you may not see the patriarch in the next few days."

Hearing Yue Xincheng's words, Wen Yihuan's face se suddenly changed.

"What do you mean? What did the patriarch do? What happened?"

A series of problems left yuexincheng speechless.

"I don't know yet. According to what I know, it seems to be the Dragon Pavilion." Yue Xincheng said this, and the expression on his face became severe.

"Dragon Pavilion?" Wen Yihuan frowned and said in a deep voice, "at this stage, it is reasonable to say that the Dragon Pavilion wants to get rid of our relationship with us, but now it suddenly calls the patriarch over... Does this mean that there is a very serious matter in the Dragon Pavilion, so it has to call the patriarch over for consultation?"

"I think so." Yue Xincheng shook his head. "It's meaningless to say this now. Wait until the patriarch comes back. I'll go out first."

"You go out?" Wen Yihuan was stunned. "Where are you going?"

"Go to the hospital with me. She's pregnant."

Wen Yihuan was also surprised. "When did it happen?"

"Let hall leader Xie have a look before. She said."

"That should be no mistake. All right, go quickly. Anyway, Xingchen sect still has a sword array. No one can come to trouble." Wen Yihuan said with a smile.

"Yes."

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On the plane to Kyoto, I looked at a magazine in my hand, which mainly focused on some jewelry advertisements. After criticizing the modern design level, I stuffed it back to the original position, asked for a glass of white water, moistened my lips, turned my face and looked at the golden se outside the window. At this time, the plane had flown to the stratosphere and was running smoothly, Looking at a layer of clouds under the plane, there is also an illusion of sudden enlightenment.

Beside Gao Ge, there was a chubby middle-aged man who tossed about in the seat belt for a long time. His body twisted like an Oreo. Finally, Gao Ge couldn't help but ask, "why don't you ask the stewardess for half?"

Fat people are vicious

He stared at the singing.

Exhausted all his skills, the fat man finally washed his seat belt, but when the stewardess passed by, the other party bent down, clasped his hands together and said softly, "Hello, sir, the plane is about to take off, please fasten your seat belt."

The fat man lifted up the meat around his waist angrily. "See? I've tied it!"

The stewardess said she was sorry to leave, but when she left, she sang that she was very hard.

"Man, what are you doing in Kyoto?" The fat man had nothing to do and began to chat with singing.

Singing, hesitated for a while, smiled and said, "work."

"Oh? Business trip? Or work in Kyoto?"

"Travel."

"OK, I thought you could go to my company if you go to work." The fat man said happily.

When talking, he raised his voice very high and sang loudly. He guessed that the fat man might want to attract the attention of the good-looking stewardess who had just passed by.

Unfortunately, the fat man's abacus is wrong.

This is first class. I haven't seen any good-looking stewardess. It's impossible to send him business cards because he opened a company? Do you really think people don't look at their appearance?

The fat man looked at singing with an impatient look on his face and could only give up. There were some regrets in his eyes, especially when Yu Guang glanced at the beautiful stewardess passing by.

But before sitting for a while, a stewardess suddenly walked up to the singing with a nervous face.

"You... Hello." The stewardess bowed slightly, stretched her neck and held a delicate book in her hand.

"What's up?!" The fat man immediately got excited and quickly sat upright with his words in a round way.

When he spoke, he did not forget to raise his eyebrows to Gao Ge, and raised his watch wearing Rolex black water ghost wrist, as if he wanted Gao Ge to feel the king's domineering spirit emanating from himself.

"Do you want me to write down my phone number?" The fat man smiled and stretched out his hand. He was ready to pick up the paper and pen in the stewardess' hand, but unexpectedly, the other party suddenly retracted and looked at him with a contemptuous look.

"Excuse me, sir."

"..." the fat man now knows that those words before may not be said to himself, but now they must be said to himself.

"Mr. Gao, would you please sign for me?" The stewardess are confused.

Singing with a blank face.

"Do you know me?"

"When... Of course, my brother is also a cultivator, but he was rejected by the immortal academy before because of his lack of talent, but his idol is you, so I think..."

Gao Ge nodded, reached out and took the pen and paper, but did not start writing immediately, but began to bite the pen head and fall into thinking.

"It's a long way to cultivate Taoism. I'll ask up and down. Sing and stay."

This is a sentence that I racked my brains to think of.

He returned the pen and paper again, smiled and said, "if necessary, you can send your brother to xingchenzong."

"Really?" The stewardess immediately showed an excited expression on her face, and some fear, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

"Of course."

"But my brother's talent is not very good..."

"So what?" Gao Ge said with a smile, "who said that you must have good talent to achieve success on the road of cultivating immortals? Is the starting point doomed to the end?"

Singing makes the air hostess's eyes red. The other party suddenly sings and bows deeply.

"Thank you, Mr. Gao. What you said today, I will take it back and tell my brother."

Singing, smiling, nodding, and watching the stewardess leave.

Just not for a while, several stewardesses came to sing for signature. Singing is also idle. Whoever comes is welcome.

"Hum, this forced outfit is OK!" The fat man snorted coldly.

"Are you lemonade?" Gao Song glanced at him and smiled, "it's so sour."

"Ha ha." The fat man disdained to smile, stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, sang and glanced at it at will. He found that it still looked like his own entry.

Obviously, the fat man didn't know who singing was at all before, or he only knew it after Baidu on his mobile phone.

"It's nothing more than a traitor to the Dragon Pavilion. I really don't know why these people ask you to sign. Bah, they don't deserve to be Chinese!" The fat man said angrily.

"..." at this moment, singing seems to see their own QQ space. Isn't it Chinese?

"However, your cultivation seems to be good. Are you interested in helping me? 100000 yuan a month, consider it?"

Sing "..."

This man is out of his mind, isn't he?

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