Douluo's dragon gun against the world

Jun Xuehan spread her hands indifferently, and said, "Of course I don't need it. I have four plans in total for the issue of funds and resources. The last plan is only used as a last resort. The remaining three plans are only If one succeeds, the problem will be solved.”

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes flickered a few times, and said: "Which four plans, let's talk about them, and I will help you with them."

Jun Xuehan said: "Nine Heart Begonia, Heaven Dou Imperial Family, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and finally our Spirit Hall."

"Although there are few people in the Jiuxin Haitang family, as the top supporting martial spirit in the mainland, although the funds and resources are not as rich as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they are not a small number. As long as Jiuxin Haitang can be subdued The problems of the family, funds and resources will naturally be solved."

"Needless to say about the Heaven Dou imperial family, if you have Xue'er to help in it, resources will basically not be a problem."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is the most troublesome. It is not an easy thing to play with Ning Fengzhi in front of Ning Fengzhi."

"In the end, it's our Spirit Hall. If the above three fail, then I can only ask Xueer to help you with the resources of the Spirit Hall."

Jun Xuehan spread her hands, her words were full of calm and indifference.

"Why don't you choose to let Wuhundian directly help in the dark? That way you don't need to be so troublesome." Qian Renxue smiled softly and asked softly.

"The reason is very simple. Wuhundian is helping in secret, so Fengxue Pavilion is not just my property." Jun Xuehan said it very calmly, without any concealment.

"Even you belong to our Spirit Hall, why do you have to make a distinction so clearly?" Qian Renxue smiled and asked a little confused.

"It's not the same, it's completely different." Jun Xuehan just shook his head lightly, without explaining in detail.

"Well, I don't care about the Fengxue Pavilion. If you need my help, Xuehan, you can just tell me." Qian Renxue said, stretching her body, and said: "Xuehan, it's getting late, I will Go back and rest first."

As soon as the words fell, Qian Renxue was about to get up and go back to her boudoir to rest.

"Xue'er, where do I live?" Jun Xuehan asked.

"Go back to your own room, otherwise where else do you want to live?" Qian Renxue said.

Jun Xuehan said softly: "There are six rooms in the mansion, one of which is Xue'er's boudoir, and the remaining five rooms, Yang Wudi, Yang Wushuang, Zhu Zhuqing, Niu Gao, and She Long, one for each person. .”

"Zhu Zhuqing is a girl after all, it's not appropriate for her to live with someone else, so I gave up my room, and now I have no room to live in."

Three black lines rose from Qian Renxue's head, how could she not know what Jun Xuehan was thinking.

"Xuehan, I can squeeze with Wushuang and give you the room." Standing at the entrance of the hall, She Long, who was paying attention to the surrounding situation, suddenly said.

What Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue said was about the Wuhun Palace, so She Long stood at the door and watched the surrounding situation.

Hearing the voice, Jun Xuehan turned his gaze towards the direction of the door, but at this moment, there was no emotion in his silver eyes.

"No need, Uncle She Long, as the elder of our Spirit Hall, how could he stoop to squeeze into a room with others? If word of this gets out, what will other people think of our Spirit Hall?" Jun Xuehan smiled, looking at She Long at the door.

However, how does She Long look and feel, Jun Xuehan's smile is a bit cold.

Is it my delusion?

She Long stretched out his hand and scratched his head in some puzzlement.

"Okay, let's all go back and rest." Qian Renxue gave Jun Xuehan a white look, and waved to Jun Xuehan, signaling him to follow her.

Jun Xuehan watched Qian Renxue's movements, and stood up straight to follow Qian Renxue.

After the two walked out of the hall, She Long didn't continue to follow, but went back to his room directly.

And now She Long also knew why Jun Xuehan looked at him a bit coldly.

"Let's talk less in the future, or it will be easy to offend people." She Long sighed secretly in his heart.

What he did just now was purely kind, but his good intentions almost made something bad happen.

In the boudoir, Qian Renxue took off the hairpin from her head, sat cross-legged on the bed, and said, "Xuehan, you should rest first, I will meditate and practice tonight."

As she said that, Qian Renxue looked at Jun Xuehan with a smile that was not a smile.Sweet dates can be given appropriately, but not too much, or it will be easy to overreach.

"Meditation practice?" Jun Xuehan looked at Qian Renxue's half-smiling eyes, his eyes were a little dull, which seemed a little different from what he thought.

"Otherwise? You can't slack off in cultivation." Qian Renxue nodded seriously.

"I think tonight is not suitable for practicing, but it is more suitable for practicing." Jun Xuehan said with some seriousness.

"The weather is nice tonight, I think it's suitable for cultivation." Qian Renxue said.

Jun Xuehan rolled her silver eyes around, pointed out the window, and said, "Xue'er, look out the window, what is that?"

Listening to his words, Qian Renxue gave a chuckle, shook her head lightly, and said, "I don't think so, the same method, do I think it's possible to be fooled a second time?"

Jun Xuehan shrugged and said, "Impossible, but it has nothing to do with whether you see it or not."

Saying that, Jun Xuehan put his arm around Qian Renxue's slender waist, and lay down on the bed.

"Bastard, little bastard, let go." Qian Renxue's eyes widened involuntarily as she looked at Xianyan who was so close.

"Do you think I might let go, Xue'er is very comfortable holding you." Jun Xuehan smiled indifferently, wrapped her arms around Qian Renxue's slender waist, and tightened everything again involuntarily.

"Little bastard, you... um..." Before Qian Renxue could finish her words, Jun Xuehan kissed her cherry lips.

With her lips parted, Qian Renxue glared at Jun Xuehan angrily, and said, "Little bastard, you are getting bolder now."

Jun Xuehan smiled indifferently, and said, "I've never been underwhelmed with courage, Xue'er, don't you know?"

Listening to Jun Xuehan's words, Qian Renxue couldn't help being startled for a moment, seeing the gentle love in his eyes and the gradually emerging fire, Qian Renxue couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Little bastard, what are you doing? Let me tell you, don't push yourself too far. It's too much." Qian Renxue's face was flushed red, and her whole face was as red as a red apple in an instant.

"It's not what I want to do, but Xue'er, your current posture can easily induce me." Jun Xuehan stretched out his left hand and pointed at Qian Renxue, but his right hand kept hugging her slender waist.