Chapter 1872 Demon Sect Master

Fang Yang opened the cabin door: "It's better to have some free time. I don't want to have any free time. You can go back, don't wait for me."

Seeing that Fang Yang was about to leave, Han Mei couldn't help shouting: "You really don't need me to stay with you?"

Fang Yang waved his hand: "No, I can handle it!"

After walking out of the airport, Fang Yang got into a taxi: "Master, Hongyun Hotel."

The driver glanced at Fang Yang in the rearview mirror: "Sir, do you want to eat or stay in a hotel? Let's find another hotel."

Fang Yang was a little confused: "Why?"

The driver kindly explained: “I took a customer to the Hongyun Hotel in the morning, but was told that it was closed all day today!

Even the guests who stayed before were all cleared. I see that your husband has come all the way, and I don’t want you to get into trouble. "

Fang Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, just send me there. If it doesn't work, I'll think of other ways."

The driver saw that he had said what he said and Fang Yang didn't change much, so he didn't say anything: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, Wu Xie originally only promised to book the top floor, but now the entire hotel is closed to the public. This is really cruel.

Forty minutes later, the car stopped steadily in front of the Hongyun Hotel. Before the car was parked, two big-bodied security guards came over and shouted loudly:

"Let's go! It's you again. Didn't I tell you that our hotel is closed to the public today? Don't you want to hang out here anymore?"

Hongyun Hotel is a QH top hotel, and many drivers make money by staying next to it to keep customers in check.

However, due to various considerations, only cars approved by Hongyun Hotel can stay outside. If we can't pick up and drop off guests here in the future, it will be a big loss.

The driver quickly said with a smile: "Brothers, calm down, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."

When Fang Yang saw that he was taking a car and ruining other people's business, he was a little unhappy and said to the driver: "Don't move, I will take care of it."

Seeing that the car was not moving, the two security guards were about to chase people away again, but Fang Yang glanced at them lightly. They felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar and had difficulty breathing.

Taking out his mobile phone, Fang Yang dialed Wu Xie's number and only said: "I'm at the door of the hotel."

Just after hanging up the phone, within a minute, I saw a figure rushing out of the hall. It was Wuxie. I looked around and came directly to the taxi.

The two security guards were both from the Tianmo Sect, so they naturally recognized Wuxie and quickly saluted: "Young Master."

Wu Xie ignored them and went directly to open the car door for Fang Yang: "Sir, you are here."

"Yes." Fang Yang agreed, took out five red tickets and handed them to the driver: "Master, this is the fare."

The driver is also a discerning boss. Naturally, he can see that Fang Yang has a bigger background and dares to accept his money: "No, no, it's my honor to give you a ride, sir."

"Paying for the ride is a matter of course, take it."

Fang Yang couldn't help but put the money into the driver's hand, and then said to Wuxie: "Let your people remember this person and this car, and take more care of it in the future."

"It's just a matter of words!" Wuxie kicked the security guard next to him: "Did you hear what the adults just said? Do you know what to do?"

The security guard promised repeatedly: "Don't worry, young master, I will handle it properly."

"You know the truth." After Wuxie explained, he led Fang Yang: "Sir, please come inside."

Fang Yang didn't say anything, and then he followed Wuxie and walked into the exclusive elevator, leading directly to the top floor.

After they left, the kicked security guard said to the driver with an envious look on his face: "Brother, you met a noble person today.

Come on, come with me to register inside. From now on, whenever a guest calls for a ride in the hotel, you will be given priority. "

The driver was overjoyed and quickly put the five red tickets in his hand quietly into the hands of the security guard: "The two eldest brothers are also my nobles. They work so hard every day and buy a pack of cigarettes to smoke."

"You're good at getting things done!" The security guard was happy and didn't refuse. You must know that when a hotel solicits customers, the fare is a small amount, but the tip is the big one! This little money may be earned back in one or two trips.

Of course Fang Yang didn't know how much impact his casual words would have on the fate of an ordinary driver.

The elevator reaches the top floor, and when you step out, you feel like you are in a garden. There are green vegetation everywhere, and the dining tables and chairs are cleverly hidden among them, making people feel relaxed and happy.

In addition, this is the top floor of the hotel. Although it is not the tallest building in QH, it is one of the first. You can basically take in the entire QH city scene.

Wuxie led the way: "Sir, the sect master is at the revolving restaurant in front."

Fang Yang took a deep breath and adjusted his state: "Wuxie, is there anything I need to pay attention to when meeting your sect leader?"

Wuxie shook his head: "No, there's nothing to pay attention to. Just say whatever you want. Anyway, that's how I usually am."

Fang Yang rolled his eyes: "You are you and I am me, can it be the same? Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the door of the revolving restaurant. Wuxie said loudly outside: "Sect Master, Mr. Fang has arrived."

Soon, two girls opened the door and said sharply: "Sect Master, please!"

Fang Yang nodded symbolically: "Thank you."

Walking into the revolving restaurant, there are rockeries and fountains in the nearly 300-square-meter room. But except for the two girls, there was no one else.

Wuxie seemed to be familiar with these girls and asked casually: "Xiaolan, where is the sect leader?"

The girl on the left replied: "The master is changing clothes and will come out soon. Please forgive me, Mr. Fang."

Fang Yang smiled and said, "No rush, I came early."

Xiaolan led the two of them to a stone table: "Please sit down for a moment, what can I use?"

Fang Yang pointed to the fruits on the stone platform: "These are enough, no need to bother. I'm not here to eat. Please help yourself."

"Mr. Fang can summon you at any time if you need anything." After Xiaolan finished speaking, she and her companions retreated to the back.

Fang Yang found that these girls looked young, but all of them had heaven-level strength! Moreover, he seemed to be standing there randomly, but he was vaguely concluding the meaning of the four images, surrounding himself in the middle.

This shocked Fang Yang. The Demon Sect was really hiding something! Is it possible to stand out from the Kunlun Sect for a while? You still have to have a strong foundation to do it.

After sitting for only a few minutes, she heard the ringing of flower bells. Xiaolan immediately said respectfully: "The sect leader is here!"

The door to the inner room opened, revealing a woman wearing a long cyan skirt, a goose-yellow coat, and high black silk hair in a fairy bun. Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like stars and moon, and her lips are a little red, shining with hope.

The most important thing is that the Demon Sect Master looks only seventeen or eighteen years old! Not as old as Wu Xie!

The corner of Fang Yang's mouth twitched, and he whispered to Wu Xie beside him: "Is this the Lord of the Demon Sect?"

Wuxie nodded very solemnly: "Yes, that's the current leader of the Demon Sect, Zi Huan!"

Fang Yang was a little confused: "But she looks very young..."

Wuxie quietly pointed at the four girls around him: "Do you think these are young? How strong are they?"

With the help of Golden Eyes, Fang Yang naturally couldn't stop him: "She should be between ten and twelve years old, with strength above the heaven level.

This is also one of my confusions. Even if you start practicing in your mother's womb, you can't have such a high level of cultivation, right?

If everyone in the Demon Sect is like this, those so-called geniuses are all a joke and they can all line up to commit suicide. "