Transformed into a villain: I rely on iron pots to make the world of immortals alive!

Chapter 117

If it wasn't for Mr. Huo's letter, he wouldn't bother coming to Qiandingmen!
Seeing Chen Muxue drinking sour plum soup, the messenger clenched his fists angrily, no wonder the rumors about the Qianding family were spread outside, just look at this woman's attitude!

"Huh? Is there any letter left?" Seeing that the messenger hadn't left, Chen Muxue asked suspiciously.

"No!" The messenger blushed, turned around and left.

A demon cultivator, definitely a demon cultivator, otherwise how could he be bewitched by a bowl of soup?
Seeing the messenger, Chen Muxue hummed a little song in a good mood, and opened the letter to read.

There was no extra letter paper. As soon as the envelope was opened, a house deed appeared in front of her eyes. The big red seal of the official government dazzled Chen Muxue's eyes. When she looked at the address, wasn't it a restaurant in a small town?

The shopkeeper was so arrogant before, why did the lease of the restaurant suddenly become his own now?

Chen Muxue looked at her name on the house deed and fell into deep thought.

She took another look at the envelope, and there was just a simple word "Huo" written on it.

Is this from Mr. Huo?Why?Could it be that the Huo family is keen on charity, and seeing the tragedy of Qiandingmen, they couldn't help but soften their hearts?
Chen Muxue was puzzled.

Chang Gui saw that the sect master was in a daze, so he leaned over and asked, "What's the matter, sect master?"

He tried his best to read what was written on the paper, but he could only vaguely understand a few words on it, and couldn't read them all at all.

"Uh, do you remember Mr. Huo who opened the elixir exhibition?"

Unexpectedly, Chang Gui was very impressed with Mr. Huo: "Mr. Huo is a very nice person, he gave me a lot of cakes, and later he asked me how the Ding Ding family was doing. Land, the annual harvest is enough to eat, better than the farm, I don’t know why he doesn’t talk.”

"... When did it happen?" Chen Muxue asked doubtfully.

Chang Gui slightly lowered his head with some guilt. When the owner of the door set up a stall, Mr. Huo waved at him. He thought they were all in the elixir exhibition anyway, and Mr. Huo knew someone, so he sneaked past. The Lord was busy selling pizza and didn't notice.

Why doesn't the master of the door speak, is he angry?He knew that he was not a little flower, and if he ran around, the sect master would definitely be angry.

Chang Gui is like a dog who has done something wrong, with his tail drooping, he sneaks a cowardly look at Chen Muxue.

Chen Muxue was silent, not because she was growing expensive, but because she was thinking, it seems that Mr. Huo really regards the Qiandingmen as the target of poverty alleviation, and hearing that the dignified Xiuxian sect has to grow their own food, it is simply ridiculous Miserable and miserable, that's why you bought a restaurant for them?

The price of the restaurant in this small town is completely unreasonable for the Huo family.

Mr. Huo is really a good man!

The money of a restaurant in a small town is really a waste of money for Huo Lian. He can earn more than this from any business, not to mention that this restaurant is originally under the name of Huo's family.

This was an apology to Chen Muxue for what the shopkeeper of the restaurant did.

The elixir exhibition was not only open for one day, Chen Muxue and the others just sold their stuff, so of course they left.

At this time, Huo Lian caught a small sect who wanted to deceive people at the elixir exhibition. The cost of cultivation is actually very huge, and many times they need the assistance of pills, so some people from small sects are not very good at doing things. kind.

"Little brother, this elixir is considered a middle-grade drug regardless of its efficacy. If you look at its purity, it can only be regarded as a low-grade drug at best. Not to mention that it can't absorb much. The impurities in it will even delay your cultivation, and its value is far less than yours. The jade pendant in your hand."

Huo Lian glanced at Chu Wuyi. Although he was dressed poorly, the jade pendant in his hand was worth thousands of gold.

(End of this chapter)