For some reason, the sad and sad aura suddenly disappeared again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Lord, let everyone rest first. The boats and cars are exhausted. Now let's arrange their own places first!"

Fang Xuanling looked at the two of them respectfully and spoke for a long time.

Ye Tian finally let go of Ye Yu and said to Fang Xuanling: "You can arrange the others. Just find some tidy houses near the lord's mansion. You must be more generous.

This girl Ning'er should be arranged in my lord's mansion."

Ye Tian has no other thoughts on how to arrange this.

It’s just that people in other places are full of talk, and Zhang Ning is a saint of the Yellow Turban Sect and has a special identity.

Of course, it is better to arrange the lord's mansion in Renhuang Town.

Fang Xuanling said a word and sent people to make arrangements.

Near the Lord's Mansion is the most prosperous center of Renhuang Town, which is equivalent to the prefect of a city or the most prosperous place in a palace city.

There is a square in front and a whole complex of buildings behind, all of which are made of bluestone, so it is natural to arrange some mansions.
Chapter completed!