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"Why don't you go to sleep on the street? It's as happy as if I'm going to live with you." Seeing Mario's face full of displeasure, Ji Nan was also unhappy.

This kid is too ignorant. He has a place to live and is picky. It is a miracle that he has not been beaten to death in his thirties. Well, is this the unique method of sword cultivator?

"this……"

Mario said that sleeping in the open is the duty of a practitioner, but it does not mean that he is willing to sleep on the street. This kid is a second generation of cultivators and has lived a life of suffering since childhood. If he had not been familiar with the place and had his legs and feet injured, he would not have been sleeping on the street. After hearing what Ji Nan said, he immediately hesitated.

Seeing Mario's expression, Ji Nan sneered and said, "I advise you to find a remote place. We have more homeless people in the summer. If you occupy their place, it would be good for them to beat you up and knock you away. If you leave you behind... Hehe, your tender skin and tender flesh are their favorites like a woman."

Mario was shocked when she heard this and hurriedly said, "Okay! Stop talking, I'll live with you!"

Ji Nan narrowed his eyes and said, "Just, you said you have to charge the room fee if you stay with me if you stay in a hotel with me! You don't have to worry about this."

"I...I don't have money." Mario looked embarrassed.

Seeing that Ji Nan was trying to make things difficult for Mario, Lu Hai hurriedly said, "Brother Ji, I have paid for Master Ma's accommodation."

"Haha!" Ji Nan smiled and said, "Brother Lu, why do I have the nerve to collect money in this relationship? Master Ma doesn't have money, so I won't force anyone to do anything. Just have some black iron, pure gold and other things. I'm the best person to talk to."

Ji Nan has such a temper. He has always been generous to his friends. He is definitely one, one, two, two, and two, and clearly marked the price. Mario is a sword cultivator, and black iron and pure gold is not a rare material for him, so this is not a difficult thing for him.

“…”

This old boy, Lu Hai, was so stingy. When he heard the things Ji Nan wanted, he immediately shut his mouth obediently. These things were not something that he could buy even if he had money.

"Hmph! Madness!"

Mario looked at Ji Nan with contempt, took out a black thing from his backpack and threw it over.

Bailian Tungsten Steel: The material used to refine flying swords, and can also be used to refine magic weapons.

"hey-hey!"

Ji Nan took the tungsten steel and saw the property, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.

It is natural to pay for a hotel. As long as Mario pays, Ji Nan doesn’t care what Ya said.

"Where can you live in me?" Ji Nan weighed the heavy tungsten steel in his hand, and then said, "But I can tell you that you can only sleep on the sofa on the first floor!"

"snort!"

Mario snorted coldly and ignored Ji Nan.

After solving Mario's accommodation problem, Lu Hai lost a long time, and then drove the two back to the residence. Because Ji Nan and Mario had bad tempers and the atmosphere was too awkward, Lu Hai had no intention of staying with them anymore. He left the two, turned around and left Tianhu home.

Mario is a person living in the Immortal Cave and has a good vision. When he walked into Ji Nan's house, he couldn't help but praise: "Yes, the city's Feng Shui hub has abundant spiritual power..."

"You still need to say it." Ji Nan rolled his eyes, took out a cigarette, lit it and stuffed it into his mouth and took a sip, then spit out a ball of white cigarette.

Seeing this, Mario immediately changed color and said, "You!! Such a good spiritual energy is polluted by this turbid air!"

Ji Nan said with a slutty look on his face: "I can just do whatever I want in my house. Smoking and drinking are my hobbies. Believe it or not, I'll be here later."

"Hmph! Scoundrel!" Mario's face turned cold, and he took out another piece of tungsten steel and threw it to Ji Nan: "I have been here for two days, please don't come to the first floor!"

"Kindianliang!" Ji Nan took the tungsten steel and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, if you give me a few more pieces, I will live on the third floor and throw it to you in the bedroom on the second floor!"

"Go away!" Mario glared at Ji Nan and pulled out his sword with a blink of an eye.

It is indeed difficult to communicate with different classes. It seems that Mario is completely annoyed Ji Nan, a profit-oriented "villain".

"Just leave, just draw your sword to scare anyone, be careful of being crushed by ghosts when sleeping!" Ji Nan muttered, taking out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and throwing them on Mario's face, then went upstairs barefoot.

"Shameless guy!" Mario glanced at Ji Nan, sat cross-legged on the sofa, closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation.

In fact, when a monk reaches the foundation-building stage, he no longer has the habit of sleeping a mortal. He just has a lot of spiritual energy at night and finds a quiet place suitable for cultivation.

Of course, Ji Nan is an exception. This guy is still the same as he sleeps when he dipped his pillow... He took off his clothes when he returned to the bedroom, and snored with all his might.

In the middle of the night, Ji Nan was sleeping when he suddenly heard a girl calling her name affectionately.

"Brother Nan, Brother Nan! Wake up quickly! Something happened!"

The sound was very ethereal, as if it was far away in the sky, and as if it was close to you.

Ji Nan sat up in a daze when he heard the sound, rubbed his eyes and said, "Meow, I'm a cultivator and still have a dream."

At this time, the voice came from outside the door: "It's not a dream, Taoist Ma and the man started fighting!"

"It's Xiaohong..."

Hearing the sound outside the door, Ji Nan immediately realized that it was Xiaohong outside the door, so he turned over and yawned and said, "Let's call you, it's better if you're beaten to death!"

"Crazy..."

At that time, a sound of a shattering vase came from downstairs, followed by another piece of wood bursting. Ji Nan was shocked when he heard the sound and said in shock: "Damn, where are they fighting?"

"It's on the first floor!" Xiaohong said weakly.

"Damn!"

Ji Nan jumped up from the bed with a bang, pulled a piece of clothing over her body, opened the door and rushed out.

Meow, it has nothing to do with me whether Mario dies or dies, but Meow, don’t fight at my house anymore!

When he arrived at the stairs, Ji Nan was completely stunned.

Cultivators fight differently from gangsters. When gangsters fight, they can only smash a few pieces of glass when they are in a group fight. Those who are less advanced will throw shit and pee at other people's doorsteps.

Te Miao’s cultivator is half a god. This is not a graduate level at Lanxiang Excavator Department if you fight.

Now the first floor of Ji Nan's house is gone as if he was before going to bed. The neatly tidied up by Xiaohong is now full of wanderings. The TV on the wall has been cut into three pieces, the fiberglass coffee table has been beaten into corn kernels, and even half of the stairs have been removed.
Chapter completed!