Leisurely cultivating life

In Zhoucheng, there is still some power of the Han court government.

What's more, in the past, the Great Han Emperor Gaozu founded the Great Han Dynasty and defined the territory. Every state city is where the ancestral qi of each state is located.

Therefore, the Zhouwang clan did not place their lairs in the state city like the county town clan did.

The Kangcheng Mountains are among the most blessed places in Yanzhou.

Not to mention the aura liquid, but it turns into rainbows of aura and hangs over the mountains, which is quite a sight.

At this moment, the red sun is slanting to the west, and the sky is filled with colorful clouds.

Hundreds of millions of rays of light poured down on the earth, and everything was covered with a layer of colorful clouds. It was like a dream, and the picturesque scenery everywhere made people feel refreshed and lingering.

Chapter 606 Zhongyue

With Ning Yun around, the road is naturally unimpeded.

After entering the main hall, Zhou Fan met the head of the Ning clan.

He looks middle-aged, his face is as sharp as a sculpture, and his angular face is extremely handsome.

Zhou Fan couldn't help but glanced at Ning Cang and Ning Yun beside him, and then at Ning Luxi.

After a monk has reached a certain level of cultivation, his face can also be adjusted naturally.

But with his strength, it can be seen that the faces of these people have not been adjusted in any way.

That is to say, it was born that way.

In particular, this handsomeness seems a little too much, with a deliberate feeling.

"Mr. Dao, my Ning family is not famous for anything else, but it is because of this handsome name that it is famous throughout Yanzhou!" Patriarch Ning laughed at himself.

"Father!"

Ning Yun and Ning Cang stepped forward and said.

Patriarch Ning said: "It's good to be back! Go down first, your mother is still waiting for you!"

Saying that, Patriarch Ning had a warm smile on his face, and slightly lowered his body and said: "Please forgive me, Zhuojing Niannv was so eager to meet Daoist Lord."

Zhou Fan said: "A mother misses a daughter, and human relations are a great gift."

After exchanging pleasantries, Patriarch Ning took advantage of the fact that it was getting late, got up and left.

From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Luan Gui.

"Brother Zhou." Luan Gui's voice was a little low.

He thought it was because of him that Zhou Fan was treated so indifferently.

Zhou Fan patted Luan Gui on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Luan, there is no rush for this important marriage!"

"I guess you haven't had a good rest these days, go to bed early! Keep your spirits up!"

"Brother Zhou, please!" Luan Gui said after taking a deep breath.

"Brother Fan, is there a problem with the Ning family?" Tu Mengmei asked in a low voice until Luan Gui was no longer visible.

"There is a problem, and it is still a big problem!"

At this time, it was already night, and the night sky with a hooked crescent moon was bright and clean, silvery for thousands of miles, and the moonlight was pouring on the earth like water.

Hundreds of millions of stars are twinkling, and the stars are dotted, dazzling and bright.

The trees, flowers and plants in the courtyard are bathed in the moonlight, hazy and dreamy.Green bamboos sway gently in the night wind, shadowy and enchanting.

Zhou Fan looked at the moonlight in the garden, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

……

At this time, in the depths of the Kangcheng Mountains, in a huge hall, a huge spring rolled in the center of the hall, and the power of countless water veins disturbed it.

A woman is sitting on the couch, wearing a thin veil of emerald green water, her shoulders are shaved into a waist, her muscles are like blue orchids, she is charming and boneless.

With a smile and a frown, you forget the vulgarity when you see it.

Beside, Patriarch Ning looked at this scene with a blank expression, as if the stunning beauty in front of him was nothing more than a pink skull, and his heart was like fresh water.

"Daughter is back?"

Charming and stunningly sitting on the wooden couch, smiling like a flower, when the wind blows, the wind chimes on the curtain jingle, as if singing in harmony with the sound of jingling water.

"Since you're back, then marry Jun'er as soon as possible!"

"He is our daughter!" Patriarch Ning clenched his fingers and murmured.

"Nonsense, my daughter must be matched with the most noble blood in the world!" On the wooden couch, her charming and bright eyes moved slightly, Shu Suqian waved, her vermilion lips parted slightly, and her tone seemed to contain everything, There was an air of luxury in the coldness.

"She's my daughter!" Patriarch Ning straightened his back, and his radiant eyes carried a somewhat menacing aura.

"Ning Jun, are you going to rebel?"

The woman on the wooden couch played with the wrench in her hand, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if a poppy was blooming, her eyes turned coldly, and there seemed to be a cold light shooting out, looking directly at the person in front of her with clear eyes, as if there was an invisible pressure.

Slight cold snort.

There was a hint of coldness in her eyes, which made the arrogance in her bones more obvious.

After a long silence, Patriarch Ning suddenly loosened his clenched hands and lowered his head.

The corner of the woman's mouth was slightly raised, she stretched out her slender fingers, and patted the wooden couch lightly, her clear voice was like a pearl falling to the ground, without any tone.

"Come up!"

There was a burst of ups and downs, and the clouds rested and the rain closed.

"Zhou Fan is here!" Patriarch Ning's face seemed a little pale, and even his tone was weak.

"The "Yuanyin Yuye Zhenlu" has been passed on to you, don't let me down too much!" The woman pointed casually, and a talisman shining with vast divine light flew out of it, and landed in Patriarch Ning's hand instantly.

Immediately, a faint voice sounded.

"As for that Daoist Zhou, if he really wants to make things difficult for you for an insignificant and lowly boy, then someone will make the decision for you!"

Hearing this, Patriarch Ning showed a hint of anger on his face, but it disappeared immediately.