I'm not the underworld

Chapter 977 You Have Her Perfume Smell on You

Chen Yifan's words left the suzerain speechless.

Repair... an ice rink?
How can it be?

"Lord, look, this is the ten thousand year ice core, the one you repaired..." The suzerain tried to emphasize to Chen Yifan that this is the precious ten thousand year ice core in his hand, which he used to repair the ice rink Yes, definitely not a thing.

Chen Yifan waved his hand, got up straight away, and brought the suzerain heads who came to give gifts to the underground ice palace in the back garden.

After a section of hollow rockery tunnel, a crystal clear "Crystal Palace" appeared in front of everyone.

Even just standing here, a layer of frost could not help but condense on the beards of some bearded masters.

"..." That's true, the underground palace built by Wannian Han Bingxin seems to be quite large.

In the scene in front of him, the heads and suzerains of the various sects looked messy, and they began to doubt life deeply in their hearts.

No, the owner, is he a creature of the same world as them?
Certainly not!

"Hey, Sect Master Shen, are you kidding me?" A moment later, the other master joked to Sect Master Shen who was sending the ice core for thousands of years.

They have an entire underground palace built with ten thousand-year ice cores, why would you still want to slap a large ten-thousand-year ice core in your palm?

"Master, the gift I gave you must be applauded!" Immediately, the middle-aged owner smiled at Chen Yifan in a fawning manner, and, winking, why did Chen Yifan feel a little wretched?
"What?" Chen Yifan asked subconsciously.

"You'll know it when you see it!" He Qiuan, head of the six arts, waved to Chen Yifan with a smile.

Under his strong request, everyone had no choice but to return to the lobby of the front yard.

He Qiuan clapped his hands, and the disciples who came with him lifted up a large wooden box wrapped in the shape of a gift box.

Looking at this extremely vulgar gift package, Chen Yifan fell into deep thought.

These old antiques are now in line with the new century. There seems to be a problem with the aesthetics!
"Master, open it and have a look? I'm sure you're satisfied!" He Qiuan invited Chen Yifan earnestly.

Chen Yifan frowned, turned his head to look at him again, and finally walked up under his earnest gaze.

Then, as soon as the ribbon wrapping the gift was gently pulled, the entire wooden box... "bang", bounced open.

"..." Chen Yifan quickly took a step back, looking at the wooden box that had been scattered into several large pieces of wood, and the standing up in the wooden box... Cough, some indescribable cat girl, raised her hand to cover her chest.

Oh my god, it feels like a heart attack!

These old things, can you stop messing with yourself like this?
What era is this the way of gift giving?
Is this exploded wooden box borrowed from a prank toy?

And this cat girl...

Chen Yifan only felt a surge of boiling blood rushing straight to his head.

What he practiced is not some pure-hearted and ascetic technique!
Although there is no emotion, this body is too attractive for any male creature, right?
"My owner... I'm not feeling well, you should go back first!" Chen Yifan sat back on the chair, clutching his chest, and waved his hands in a slumped expression.

Oh my god, it's so exciting!
He didn't dare to let these old things go on offering treasures, for fear that he would be silently killed.

The moment the wooden box exploded just now, if he didn't feel the slightest danger, I'm afraid there is no one alive in this lobby except him.

Apparently, He Qiu'an didn't realize that he was joking with his life, but stared at Chen Yifan with an inexplicable smile on his face, the expression on his face seemed to say - I understand!I know!

"Then... let's retire first. When will the owner be free to come to our Six Arts School as a guest!"

"We don't have many things in Liuyimen, but there are many "souvenirs"!"

He Qiuan invited Chen Yifan with a smile on his face.

"Wait! Take your gift with me!" Chen Yifan stopped He Qiuan who was about to leave with a wretched smile, and gritted his teeth.

"The owner?"

"You don't like this gift?" He Qiuan was stunned for a moment and asked in puzzlement.

By the looks of it, I like it very much!
The corners of Chen Yifan's eyes twitched, he wished he could slap him to death.

"Look, is the owner of this villa like this?"

"Bring your presents and get out of here!" Chen Yifan got up and waved his hands angrily.

Seeing that Chen Yifan got angry, everyone was trembling with fear from that powerful aura, but they didn't dare to say anything, and quickly slipped away.

"Huh!" Chen Yifan let out a long breath, and sat back on the chair, covering his forehead with a headache.

Sure enough, I shouldn't show up in front of these guys.

It's still too loud!
If they are all enemies, then it's easy to deal with, just wipe them all out with a slap.

It happened to be a group of licking dogs with no lower limit, and they were all the suzerains of the major sects in China.

This can't be wiped out with a slap, and they didn't make any mistakes. Don't say it, after the eradication is over, China will be in chaos.

Headache, too much headache!
Chen Yifan shook his head and returned to his small courtyard with a sigh, ready to enter the room to rest.

It was already getting late when the game was over, and after such a toss, it was already night.

Standing at the door of the room, Chen Yifan frowned, hesitantly did not open the door.

I always feel that there is something wrong with the atmosphere, what's the matter?

Something is wrong, something is wrong!
It seemed that the night wind blowing was telling me that something was wrong!

Could it be those two brats?

Chen Yifan recalled that before he went to receive these troublesome licking dogs, he made his two babies cry by the way.

No way?
Chen Yifan released his spiritual sense and checked.

In an instant, the body standing in front of the door was a little stiff, and the two words played in a loop in his mind, shit... shit!
Chen Yifan raised his hand and touched his nose, it was fine, his skills could stand the test, and he didn't have a nosebleed.

"Squeak..." As the door was pushed open, countless cold-colored fluorescent light spots scattered, and a hazy and graceful figure was hidden in the darkness.

Small dragon horns, delicate face, like a beautiful art illustration.

"Yuan'er, you... what are you doing?" Chen Yifan asked with a sneer, suppressing his restless mood.

"For TV dramas, setting up the atmosphere of the scene is a very important part, and I think... so is life." Ao Lingyuan's ethereal voice sounded, beckoning to Chen Yifan.

"..." Chen Yifan was speechless, what else could he say at this moment?

Of course he closed the door and walked over.

Ao Lingyuan sat lazily on the bed, put her arms around Chen Yifan's neck, and gave her a hug.

However, the next moment, Chen Yifan found that the surrounding atmosphere had changed again, becoming a little "shivering"!

"what is this?"

"You smell of her perfume! Once you smell it, you're not as expensive as me!"

Snapped!When the light came on, Ao Lingyuan twirled a cat's fur with her slender fingers, and glared at Chen Yifan angrily.

(End of this chapter)