"What are you grateful for? I'm old and I just like to talk to people. I wonder what my friend is going to Liangzhou to do? Visit relatives and friends or do business?" the old man asked.

"There are a few friends over there who are doing business. I'll go over and see if there are any opportunities for me to develop." Nangong Ping naturally wouldn't tell others the truth.

"Okay, I started my business at such a young age. Not bad, I am Yan Wei, I wonder what my friend calls me?" the old man asked again.

"Xiao Ke Nangong Ping, it's not a question of starting a business, I just want to do something." Nangong Ping replied.

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"Grandpa, the rain has stopped, we can leave!" Just as the old man Yan Wei and Nangong Ping were getting more and more speculative, a young female voice came from the door, and soon two young men and women came to the old man Yan Wei. The man was about twenty-three or four, tall and strong, a sixth-level martial artist, and the woman was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a long figure, and a big braid on her back. She was very cute. She was a fourth-level martial artist. The old man Yan Wei was a eighth-level martial artist and was about to reach level nine soon.

"Okay, come and meet the little friend my grandfather just met, named Nangong Ping; my friend, this is my grandson, named Yan Fei, this is my granddaughter Yan Bing, Xiaofei, Xiaobing, I am not simple, I am more promising than you two." The old man said.

"Grandpa!" Yan Bing acted coquettishly and protested.

Yan Fei just nodded and smiled at Nangong Ping.

"Old man, you are lucky! Grandson and granddaughter are so old." Nangong Ping said politely.

"You are sincerely taking advantage of us, right?" Yan Bing said after glaring at Nangong Ping.

Nangong Ping was stunned for a moment and immediately realized that he really took advantage of others. Nangong Ping called Uncle Yan Wei, while Yan Fei and Yan Bing wanted to call Grandpa Yan Wei. They were younger than them, but they became their elders. Therefore, Nangong Ping also said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I don't mean that."

"My friend, don't pay attention to them, everyone is making friends in the world." Yan Wei said with a glaring at his granddaughter.

"Grandpa!" Yan Bing was obviously dissatisfied. While acting coquettishly at his grandfather, he glared at Nangong Ping.

"Everyone is in their own hands." Nangong Ping smiled and thought maliciously: "I'm still a little girl with you for the rest of my life. I should be two generations. Your grandfather and I are both peers."

"Grandpa, the carriage and horse are already being prepared, it should be almost done." Yan Fei said.

"My friend, how about we join us?" Old Man Yan Wei said to Nangong Ping.

"He is with us?" Yan Bing was stupid and glared at Nangong Ping again.

"Then I'll disturb my uncle." Nangong Ping ignored Yan Bing and deliberately made the word "old man" more important.

"Brother! You just recognized it like this?" Seeing that his grandfather and the other party were in love, the little girl had no choice but to turn to her brother for help.

"What do you recognize? Let's go!" Yan Fei was naturally not that stingy. He thought that he could not be serious about such things, otherwise he would be the one who was unlucky.

"I'm so angry that I'll show you something good." The little girl saw that Nangong Ping had walked away with her grandfather talking and laughing, and said angrily, but she was obviously worried that her grandfather would hear it, so the voice was not loud.

But who is Nangong Ping? He is now a cultivator in the Qi Transformation Stage. Mortals can't see that the cultivator can't see it at all, because they show a mortal, not even a martial artist. Therefore, he spoofed himself in his heart: "Little girl, do you want me to be good-looking? You will never be able to do this for the rest of your life. If I hadn't had time, I would have to call you Grandpa."

This is the reality of Ziweixing. If Yan Wei knew that Nangong Ping was now a monk in the Qi Transformation Stage, not to mention his granddaughter, he would probably call Nangong Ping "Senior".

When they got outside, Nangong Ping learned that Yan Wei was running an escort agency. Their escort agency was called Feiyang escort agency. This time they had more than 30 people and ten carriages, all of which were full of goods. The escort owner was probably worried that it would be dangerous to go with the escort, so he avoided it on the excuse that there was something to do. Naturally, Nangong Ping would not ask what he was transported, but it was conceivable that the head of Feiyang escort agency personally protected the escort, and the escort owner did not follow the escort, so the escort fee must be a sky-high price.

It was peaceful the first three days, but every time I was having dinner, Nangong Ping was often rolled by the little girl, so Nangong Ping naturally pretended not to see it.

On the morning of the fourth day, the convoy entered a canyon, "This is the famous robber valley. Everyone cheered me up and observed the surroundings. Xiaofei and sent two people to explore the way forward." The old man reminded.

"I'll make arrangements immediately." Yan Fei agreed and went to make arrangements.

"Grandpa, if the robber comes, I will cut one with one knife, unlike some people who are as timid as mice." The little girl had some hope that the robbers would appear, and she did not forget to attack Nangong Ping.

Yesterday, Nangong Ping knew that this was the first time the little girl came out to take an umbrella, and she had been pestering her grandfather for a long time before she got it. It was said that the umbrella was dangerous, but she seemed to be worried about the dullness along the way, and she wanted to have some situation before she could get the capital to go home and brag about others.
Chapter completed!