Chapter 357 Zuo Wanjin's Happy Life

The night was fading, and waves of sleepiness came, Luo Chuan couldn't help yawning.

After a simple wash, Luo Chuan went straight to bed.

As for the lottery, don't worry...

A night without dreams.

The next day, early morning.

Under the call of the biological clock, Luo Chuan woke up from his sleep on time, and his eyes were still a little confused.

Soon, Luo Chuan's thoughts gradually became clear.

Oh, it turns out that I have returned to the origin mall.

Get up, get dressed, wash up.

After a set of links came down, more than ten minutes had passed.

After Luo Chuan went downstairs, he began to think.

How about breakfast today?

Forget it, go to Fengxianlou and make do with it.

Yao Ziyan should be back in a few days.

Luo Chuan made a decision.

Fengxianlou can only make a living, if the residents of Jiuyi City hear this, they will definitely not know whether to laugh or cry.

The pattern of the big guy, can't be provoked, can't be provoked...

As the owner of Fengxian Tower, Zuo Wanjin felt that these few days were his comfortable days.

Because in the entire Nine Lights City, the cultivators who were originally attracted by the ancient ruins have all left.

Even the Great Emperor Tianxing and Bai Lao went to the ancient ruins one after another.

In Nine Lights City, there are still powerful practitioners left behind in the Imperial City.

As the direct industry of Ji Wuhui, Fengxianlou's position in Jiuyi City is naturally unshakable.

These days, Zuo Wanjin has a feeling that the world is giving up on me when he walks on the road.

After all, since the news of the ancient ruins came out, cultivators from various forces have poured into Nine Lights City.

Zuo Wanjin couldn't afford to offend anyone, and felt very aggrieved.

Now it's finally over...

Early this morning, Zuo Wanjin moved a reclining chair and placed it at the door of Fengxian Tower.

The reclining chair is also considered a spiritual tool, and it is also specially made.

Otherwise, it will not be able to support Zuo Wanjin's weight...

"Good morning, Master Zuo!"

"The owner is basking in the sun!"

"Haha, I haven't seen you for a few days, the left master looks very good..."

Those customers who entered Fengxian Tower greeted respectfully.

Zuo Wanjin is very taboo about his weight, and these people dare not mention it.

For these greetings, Zuo Wanjin was too lazy to respond, and he was full of momentum.

But in his heart, he really enjoyed the feeling of being looked up by countless people.

"You're sitting here, don't you feel in the way?"

Suddenly, a dull voice appeared.

The people who were eating melons around were also stunned, their eyes widened in surprise, and they stared at the young man who said this in disbelief.

In their opinion, this person is really too bold, dare to say that Zuo Wanjin.

Zuo Wanjin was squinting his eyes and enjoying it, but when he heard this, he was instantly furious.

How dare you make fun of yourself?

Afraid to live impatiently!

He opened his eyes a little embarrassed, and his eyes were full of anger.

He wanted to see who was so bold!

However, when Zuo Wanjin saw the face of the speaker, he immediately persuaded.

The expression on his face changed 180 degrees in just the blink of an eye.

It's hard to believe how the muscles in the face make such rapid changes...

"Pre... Senior, why are you here?" Zuo Wanjin got up quickly and asked tremblingly.

The recliner made an overwhelmed "squeak" sound, making it feel like it was about to be unbearable.

There was a flattering smile on Zuo Wanjin's face.

Deep in the drooping eyes, there is a deep sense of awe.