Nan Han's arms tightened, and Jiu Rong took the opportunity to escape from his side, standing far away as if avoiding a ghost, with an uncertain expression on his face.Nan Han thought that he didn't like contact with people, so he didn't take it seriously.

"Master Jiu Rong, since you have said so, well, I will definitely stay as far away as possible from your cousin in the future. As the saying goes, a friend's wife should not be bullied. By the way, how about we make friends?"

Ever since he knew that there was this terrifying person who wanted to kill him anytime and anywhere, Nan Han lived in fear all day long, thought of many ways, and finally decided to play the friendship card, win over the other party first, and establish a good relationship with him.

Jiu Rong didn't speak, and Nan Han took it as his acquiescence.

"I already know a lot about you. Now let me introduce myself again. My name is Nan Han. I'm Nan Han. I'm twenty-eight years old. I'm in charge of delivering meals in Huozaofang." I know how old the host is, but looking at it from the mirror, he should be underage. The other disciples he sees on the mountain are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and even the man Zhang Dafatty who gets along with him day and night is less than twenty. They were almost the same, and Nan Han suddenly had the illusion of being rejuvenated.

Jiu Rong listened to him quietly, and said calmly: "I know all this, you..."

"Huh?" Nanhan looked at him suspiciously.

Jiu Rong fixed his eyes on him: "What is your relationship with the son of Vulcan?"

Nan Han was startled: "What's the relationship? Just like you, my friend."

According to rumors, Jiu Rong and Liu Huan have a bad relationship, and they would pinch each other when they met. Nanhan had already seen it last time outside Xianhu City. Of course, Liu Huan also wanted to be beaten. He was nothing serious. To put it simply, the matter of plucking his beard was to commit suicide. He was lucky not to be beaten to death by Jiu Rong.

Intersecting with two hostile people is very risky. If it is not done well, the two parties will not please, and it will be oneself who will suffer.Nan Han pondered, how about choosing one of the two?

After listening to him finish speaking, Jiu Rong didn't know what he was thinking, the blue light in his eyes sometimes dimmed and sometimes shone brightly, and his eyes never moved away from his face.Nan Han guessed that the other party might also want to make friends with him.

Gradually unable to bear the two icy cold lights, Nan Han turned his head slightly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he realized that the flat ground above the peak where the two of them were, was surrounded by snow lotus, that almost transparent white flowers , Blooming everywhere, the wind blows, and the quiet fragrance rushes to the nose, which is refreshing.

"What is this place?" he asked.

Jiu Rong: "Lingxu Terrace, the place where I practice."

There is a piece of emerald green jade in the center of the snow lotus. When the sun shines on it, it emits a lustrous light constantly. It must be the place where he usually meditates.From the inside to the outside, this person exudes the aura of a nouveau riche. Sure enough, people with mines at home are different, and even the place of cultivation is different. Nan Han felt a burst of envy and hatred in his heart.

Why doesn't God let him be attached to a wealthy master, so that even if he fails to cultivate immortality, he will not have to worry about money for eating, drinking and having fun for the rest of his life.People can really piss people off more than people.

Nan Han looked around the jade stone, squatted down, turned his back to Jiu Rong, picked a bowl-sized snow lotus, and secretly stuffed it into his sleeves. He was going to pick a few more, when a gust of cold wind passed by, Jiu Rong was gone The sound came behind him, and Nan Han's every move did not escape his eyes.

Nan Han was a little embarrassed, got up, touched his nose, and said in a dazed way: "There are so many iceberg snow lotuses, I'll pick one or two, I guess Brother Jiu Rong has no objection?"

Jiu Rong: "..."

Nan Han: "If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement." He knelt down and planned to continue picking.Suddenly a strong force pulled him up, Nanhan raised his head and met Shang Jiurong's cold gaze, nervous inside, swallowed his saliva with difficulty: "Brother Jiurong, don't be angry, if you don't want to give it, I will give it to you just picked." It's you."

"So, it's too troublesome." Jiu Rong said.

Nan Han was stunned, and saw Jiu Rong waved his snow-white sleeves, and the hurricane swept by, all the snow lotuses around were uprooted, and their appearance was wrapped in a layer of ice, shrinking rapidly, Jiu Rong put them all in a bag, and gave he.

"Take it out when you use it, and it can restore its original appearance by itself."

Nan Han was dumbfounded: "This...is it too much? And I only need one or two plants. Why do you pick all these precious things? Don't you feel bad?" This person must be too generous, All of a sudden it's such a big deal.

Nan Han heard from an old doctor before that iceberg snow lotus is the most precious medicinal material, not to mention that snow lotus that grows in places other than dust can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and the aura of immortals like Jiu Rong for a long time , The medicinal value is so high that it cannot be calculated at all.

"It will be opened next time." Jiu Rong said, "You can come whenever you need it in the future."

Is this opening a door of convenience for him?Nanhan opened his mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Thank you!"

Jiu Rong didn't say anything.Nanhan stood for a while, looking at the sky, it was getting late, "Well, it's getting late, I should go down the mountain, I'm very happy to meet you as a friend today, thank you for giving me so many precious snow lotus, you practice hard Well, I'll go first."

Nan Han looked around and was about to find the way down the mountain when there was a sound of breaking through the sky above his head. Following the sound, a big blue fish suddenly descended from the sky, retracted its wings, and stopped beside Jiu Rong with a gentle and obedient expression.Nan Han thought about it, and walked over, "Brother Jiurong, you are a very obedient fish, can you let me give it a ride?"

Before Jiu Rong could answer, the big fish was quite spiritual. It understood Nan Han's words, raised its head and let out a soft cry, and leaned on Nan Han's body, staring at him blankly with its two big watery eyes.

Nan Han tried to reach out, touched the smooth fish scales on its body, stroked it lightly, and blurted out: "It feels good. It agrees to take me down the mountain, right? By the way, brother Jiu Rong, what's its name?"

"No name." Jiu Rong said.

"No name? Why don't you name such a cute flying fish? Brother Jiu Rong, if you don't mind, why don't I choose one for it." Nan Han said, seeing that Jiu Rong neither agreed nor refused, Nan Han Now I can touch his thoughts a little bit, but usually he keeps silent, which means he agrees, stroked his chin and thought for a long time, and said: "Fish that can fly, flying fish? No, Xiao Yu? The blue fish scales on your body are beautiful, Why don't you call me Xiaolan."

The big fish yelled happily, as if agreeing.Nan Han smiled instantly: "It seems that you also like this name."

Jiu Rong looked at him, his eyes froze slightly.The big fish squatted down, and Nan Han jumped up, tightly grasping the feathers on its wings: "Brother Jiu Rong, see you tomorrow!"

Big Yu quickly disappeared into the white mist with him, Jiu Rong stared at the mist in the distance, and a voice suddenly came out from the bottom of his heart:

In the future, you are not allowed to hit anyone, just concentrate on hitting him.

But someone couldn't hear it.

Back on the flat ground below the mountain, Nanhan and Xiaolan were intimate for a while, then reluctantly parted, watched it leave, Nanhan hummed a little song, turned around and wanted to walk towards the fire stove.

"I really haven't seen the world, and a few broken snow lotuses will make you happy like this." Liu Huan's eccentric voice sounded faintly.

Nan Han stopped, looked at the young man in red under the setting sun, and frowned: "Brother Liu, which show is this acting in? Why do I smell a sour smell?"

With a flash of Liu Huan's figure, he came to him, squinting a pair of peach-blossom eyes, and the person almost came close to his face. After looking for a long time, Liu Huan took two steps back, took out the folding fan, waved it and said: "Such delicate skin, so tender With a handsome face and such a good figure, no matter how you look at you, you look like a beautiful woman with the posture of sinking fish and wild goose, no wonder even Jiu Rong was tempted, and to please you, I gave you those snow lotuses."

Even his thick iron face couldn't stand his boasting, and besides, the tone of this guy's words became more and more unpleasant to Nan Han's ears, and his face suddenly sank: "Brother Liu, I don't like to hear your words. It is full of masculinity, is it possible that brother is blind? To be described so badly by you, you are challenging my self-esteem as a man!"

Liu Huan was amused by him: "I said Ahan, have you ever looked in the mirror? Do you know what masculinity is? I think you have a deep misunderstanding of these two words, or I will explain to you now, what is masculinity? It is to describe those who are powerful, vigorous, and masculine, such as the me in front of you, but a delicate beauty like you, who will fall down when the wind blows, can't beat these two words go together."

Nan Han: "..." He suddenly felt tired.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Liu Huan thought that he was poking his heart, so he continued to say: "So you are in a very dangerous situation, you are easy to attract bees and butterflies, and you can eat both men and women, the son of the water god is an example."

"What about you?" Nan Han suddenly asked.

Liu Huan was stunned: "What me?"

"Are you one of these crazy bees and butterflies?" Nan Han stared at him.

Liu Huan suddenly felt uncomfortable: "Ah Han, what nonsense are you talking about? I am suave, handsome and unrestrained, and he doesn't have broken sleeves. Not good for Long Yang. No matter how beautiful you are, how can I be fooled by you?"

"Then I'm relieved." Nan Han patted his chest and said, "Jiu Rong is more reliable than you." The implication is that even he doesn't like himself, let alone Jiu Rong.

"Brother Liu, it's getting dark, go back and wash up and sleep." Nan Han waved his hand.

Liu Huan watched him leave, and murmured softly, "Can I be compared with Jiu Rong? Ah Han, do you really understand?"

Back at the residence, Ye Mingyue was wandering anxiously at the door. Seeing that Nan Han had returned safely, a hanging heart finally fell down. She let out a long breath and pulled Nan Han up and down to look carefully. She was neither missing an arm nor Only then did he open his mouth and said, "Brother Xiao Nan, I'm relieved to see that you're fine."

When Nan Han was taken away by Jiu Rong, she was really frightened.What is the relationship between Jiu Rong and Nierou? According to the situation at the time, anyone with a discerning eye would know why Jiu Rong took Nan Han away. It must be to vent his anger on his cousin. What really happened to Nan Han, probably no one will pursue it. She was completely desperate at the time, thinking that she had harmed him. Now seeing that Nan Han is safe and sound, the guilt in her heart is slightly reduced.

"Thank you, Brother Xiaonan. If you hadn't appeared in time, I might not be alive now." Ye Mingyue said, with tears of gratitude in Xingxing's eyes, and the scars on her face from being slapped were still obvious. Nan Han felt distressed, and comforted her: "It's okay, it's just a matter of little effort, you don't have to worry about it. Can you put medicine on your face?"

Ye Mingyue nodded: "Wipe it."

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Mingyue's eyes turned red instantly, and she murmured, "It doesn't hurt, actually...it hurts a little bit, brother Nan, you are so kind."

Nan Han patted her on the shoulder lightly: "It's getting late, you should go back and have a good rest, you have applied medicine on your face, don't worry about leaving scars."

"Well, then you should go to bed earlier, I'll go first." Ye Mingyue was about to leave, but Nan Han suddenly remembered something, stopped her, and asked, "Why did you offend Nie Rou?"

"I don't know either. Nie Rou disliked me a long time ago, and I disliked her even more. I met Jiu Rong by chance today, and he asked me about you. When I was talking to him, I was accidentally caught by Nie Rou See, she thought I was seducing..." Before Ye Mingyue finished speaking, Nan Han interrupted, "What did you say? Jiu Rong asked you about me? What?"

"I asked you about your relationship with Liu Huan, and I said I didn't know, and he left without saying anything." Ye Mingyue said, "I also thought it was strange at the time, Brother Xiaonan didn't seem to have anything to do with him."

Nan Han was surprised that Jiu Rong actually asked others about him, what does that mean?Is it possible to know yourself and the enemy in order to be victorious in all battles?What, it's not a war, let alone they have become friends now.

Seeing the snow lotus in the bag, Nan Han didn't intend to get into it, bid farewell to Ye Mingyue, he entered the room, and as expected, Fatty Zhang had already prepared a table full of food for him.

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