Seeing the embarrassment of the two of them, Yan Mo's eyes were full of smiles. She was surrounded by her sisters and could not help them. Moreover, the little sisters came to bid her farewell so warmly, so she could not refuse, so she just let them lead them.

Then she walked into a room. Ji Fan glanced inside and saw that there were wine jars on the table.

"Let's go upstairs and wait for her!"

Ji Fan and Xiao Jian were taken to the top floor by Yan Mo's maid, to the room where Yan Mo usually stayed. When they came here last time, there were several pots of Zilinqiu on the window sill, but now they are nowhere to be seen, and the furnishings in the house have also been changed.

The location has been changed, and a few tables and stools are missing. On the wall near the door, where the bookshelves were originally placed, a bronze mirror has been placed.

The whole room instantly became very spacious. Ji Fan guessed that the smoke was probably used to facilitate dance practice.

Xiao Jian closed the door gently, found a stool and sat down by the window. Ji Fan also came to his side.

"The viewing angle here is really good. You can see the entire Spirit Beast City. The red lanterns light up the whole city, which is like a dream." Xiao Jian lamented that he didn't find such a good viewing location last time.

"There are few buildings in Spirit Beast City that can compare with Shang Ji Pavilion." Ji Fan followed Xiao Jian's gaze and looked at the staggered buildings, the still noisy market at night, and the red streets. This kind of scenery was what he had seen before.

Never seen before.

"I found that the relationship between you and Yan Mo is not as tense as before!" Ji Fan added.

"I helped her with a lot of messy things... getting along with her now is not as awkward as before." Xiao Jian saw Ji Fan talking about the end of the cigarette and told him what happened in the past few days while he was away.

Ji Fan glanced at him and comforted, "She is a very good girl. She regards you as a friend because she recognizes you and thinks you are a person worthy of close friendship."

"Just like you and me, if I don't recognize you, no matter how much I beg you, we are just passers-by who have a good relationship."

Xiao Jian sighed and turned to look out the window, "Actually, being friends is already very good. I can't expect anything more. After all, my appearance determines my status in her heart. Hahaha!"

Ji Fan held his forehead. Although Xiao Jian smiled happily, Ji Fan could feel the loss in his heart.

This refutes his character.

This guy should draw his sword when he sees an enemy, and act weird when he sees his friends. The attack power of a sentimental swordsman will be much lower.

Ji Fan sighed. The matter of feelings is too complicated, and it is impossible for Ji Fan to explain it in just one or two sentences. Ji Fan chose to let Xiao Jian grieve alone. He found a place to sit down, calm down and practice.

…

"Isn't she back yet? It's already midnight."

Xiao Jian was idle in the room, stomping back and forth. With Xiao Jian like this, Ji Fan couldn't continue to practice. He got up, went to the opposite room, ran for a pot of tea, and brought it back.

There was the sound of "thumping" footsteps at the top of the stairs, and soon cigarette smoke appeared at the door.

"They came to drink me one by one and almost killed me." Yan Mo started to complain as soon as he entered the door. When he saw Ji Fan holding a pot of tea in his hand, he hurried over.

"Quick, quick, pour me a drink."

Ji Fan knew that she would drink a lot of wine, so he prepared this pot of tea. After drinking a few cups of cigarettes, he felt that the alcohol had subsided a little.

"Fortunately, you are at the Lingyu realm. If you were at the Lingshan realm, you would probably fall to the ground and be unable to get up." Ji Fan glanced at her.

"You still understand me and know how to prepare a pot of tea for me." Yanmo curled his lips, and then he looked at Xiao Jian.

"Come, let me tell you about tomorrow's performance."

The three of them gathered together at this time, listening to the smoke and breathing alcohol.

"Your costumes will be brought to you by Xiaoqiao later. Ji Fan plays an old man and Xiao Jian plays the villain. I play a little girl. The content of the performance is very simple. The old man saves the little girl and becomes friends with the little girl.

Watching the little girl playing jujube, listening to operas, and tearing up the stilts in the Spirit Beast City..."

Ji Fan's face was red and his eyes were still red. Because he drank a lot of wine, he couldn't control his speaking speed, so he said it all in a flash. Ji Fan and Ji Fan didn't even react for a while.

"How's it going? Is that okay?" Yan Mo asked tentatively when he saw the two of them were stunned.

"The old friend you are talking about must be the old city lord!" Ji Fan recalled that when he first came to Shangji Pavilion, the guard seemed to have said that girl Yan Mo had no second friend except the city lord.

"They are half friends. I was a little girl at the time. Although I had the status of a saint, I escaped from the organization after all. There was no one around me to protect me. When I wandered outside the Spirit Beast City, I was beaten by a few blind people.

I met a guy who wanted to kidnap me. Then the old city lord rescued me. Of course, I didn’t know he was a city lord at the time and thought he was an old grandfather without any relatives."

"After I got familiar with Spirit Beast City, I decided to come to Shangji Pavilion to be a singer. I have a good figure and good looks, relatively high cultivation, and learned to dance and sing quickly. I performed at a Spirit Beast Festival.

Extraordinary. But that’s all.”

"However, at that Spiritual Beast Festival, I discovered that the old man who had taken me to beat jujubes, listen to operas, and pull up hanging sheds was actually the city lord. Later, I always wanted to repay him, but I didn't have time."

"Tomorrow will be my last performance at the Spiritual Beast Festival, so I want to tell this story to others. I also hope that one day, this story can be discovered by storytellers on the streets."

The end of the cigarette said this with the help of the weak alcohol. Seeing that Ji Fan and the two were still immersed in it, he waved his hands in front of them. Only then did Ji Fan react.

"That's it? I still have more to say! It feels like you told us a story." Ji Fan smiled.

"I want this scene to be passed down and let everyone know about it."

"Start the drill now?"

"Well, the specific scene layout has been arranged through the spiritual formation. Just act according to your ideas. It's not too difficult." Yan Mo stood up tremblingly.

Ji Fan wanted to help her, but Xiao Jian had already taken the lead. The drunkenness did not dissipate quickly, and Yan Mo's steps were still a little unsteady. Xiao Jian supported her thoughtfully, and she looked at Xiao Jian with a smile in her eyes.

"I think sword cultivator's character is hard to change! If you take the initiative to care about others in the future, a large number of girls will fall in love with you."

When Xiao Jian was told this by her, his usually smart mouth couldn't say anything, and he just stood there in a daze while gently holding the end of his cigarette.

When Ji Fan saw his appearance, he thought in his heart that this guy had finally figured it out.

The three of them brewed up their emotions and started practicing. After practicing for more than two hours, they finally couldn't bear the smoke any longer. Ji Fan also felt that they had almost finished practicing, so the three of them agreed and decided to take a rest. In this way, tomorrow's stage performance will be

Only by performing can you perform better.

Yan Mo fell on the bed alone, while Ji Fan and Xiao Jian leaned against the window and fell into a deep sleep.

The three of them woke up after only a few hours of sleep. After washing up and eating something, they followed Shang Ji Pavilion's large team to the performance location.

Yan Mo took Ji Fan and Xiao Jian to the backstage and dressed up a little. She gave Ji Fan a set of clothes she picked and put on her beard. She chose a standard black killer suit for Xiao Jian.

There is no need to choose this one, there are a lot of them in the storage bag of cigarette powder. After all, she is the saint of the killer organization.

As the sun rose higher, more and more people gathered around the stone platform in the center of the city.

"Don't be nervous, you two. Just follow what we drilled last night." After Yanmo came out of the room where he was changing clothes, he saw Ji Fan staring at the people outside from the window, thinking that he would be nervous, so he comforted him.

Ji Fan turned his head and looked at Yan Mo's bright gilded clothes, which looked a bit like a luxurious young lady. Ji Fan sighed in admiration.

"You still look too nervous."
Chapter completed!