He Feng doesn't have time to spend here with the misty son. After all, compared with the idle man misty son.

He Feng has a lot to deal with.

For example, he has so many women.

At this time, he Feng completely experienced the troubles of the hero in the previous novel.

There are too many women. It takes too much time to cook one by one.

I can hardly spare time.

Every day, every second, there are always women around you. It feels like immortality and death.

It is not only refreshing from the heart, but also annoying.

After all, if you eat delicious food all day, you will get tired of it one day.

And may even eat and vomit.

Or tired.

It took about a week. He Feng allocated his time equally, and each of his women accompanied him for that day.

A week went by.

He Feng, with a pale face and a weak body, drove back to the village from the outside.

Although the physical quality has been strong enough, it will not collapse because of that little consumption.

But psychologically, he Feng only felt his legs trembling.

After all, Liu Qingyan, Yang Jiao, an Yingying, Xing Yuanyuan, and Liu Qianwen, there are five people, each of whom needs five days a day.

It's probably useless to put it on normal people!

After returning to the village, he Feng was surprised to find that a complex of buildings had stood at the entrance of the village.

Needless to say, this is the pen of misty son.

It looks good!

The architectural style of the Ming Dynasty. When piaomizi was alive, the Ming Dynasty was not dead, so he was familiar with the Ming Dynasty.

But the boundary between Ming and Qing is not so clear that it looks almost the same, but he Feng has this natural Encyclopedia of tonic stone in his mind.

Why don't you know this?

He opened the door and got off slowly.

But at the door of the building complex, misty son was pointing and directing the people to hang plaques.

He Feng also went over to have a look. He wanted to see what medicine was sold in piaomizi gourd and beat him on the way. After all, piaomizi was not a person with a conscience.

In essence, in a word, it is greatly bad.

It's almost necessary to work him dead.

"Old man, what are you doing?" He Feng asked angrily after walking over.

"Hang a plaque, at least let people know who we are, so that they don't have to ask." misty son stroked his long beard under his chin, and then said faintly.

He was wearing a Taoist robe. He looked like a real immortal.

Anyway, nothing else is good. He Feng can't compare with piaomiko's appearance alone.

He nodded slightly, then looked at the plaque that was being hung, on which three words were written impressively.

Misty son!

He Feng tilted his head, then asked in a faint tone, "I said, don't you change your name to get rid of your bad luck?"

Misty son's face changed slightly and asked strangely, "what do you mean?"

He Feng turned a white eye, then said to him, "you think you are so unlucky that you even destroyed your body. It must be your name and who offended. Besides, don't you think the name is a little feminine?"

Misty son pondered, there is really a little truth.

Of course, the more reason is that he Feng's strength is far better than him. Naturally, he has to curry favor with those who are stronger than himself. What do people say, no matter what bullshit? We have to take him as good advice.

If you want to flatter further, take a small book and write it down and put it into every action.

But I only saw piaomiko nodding slightly, and then said, "yes, I also think I've been ill fated and unlucky for so many years. The original problem is my name. No, I have to change my name immediately."

After that, piaomizi began to think carefully and wanted to think out a tall name with profound historical charm and meaning.

But after thinking for so long, he really didn't think of a good name. After all, it's not a good idea. You can't ask for it!

Seeing that he hadn't thought out a name for such a long time, he Feng laughed and said to him, "old man, haven't you figured it out yet?"

Misty son nodded, and then said solemnly: "the name is not another small thing. I can't make do with it. I have to think of a better one."

At this time, he Feng suddenly opened his mouth and said, "you think so tired, why don't I help you get one?"

Although it is in an inquiring tone, he Feng means to give you a name.

Moreover, negotiation and bargaining are not allowed.

Misty son was slightly stunned and wanted to refuse, but can this refuse?

It seems impossible! How many times is the strength of the other party? I can't beat them at all. If they refuse, will they be beaten on the spot, and then there will be no more.

In just a few seconds, under the threat of strength, misty Ziqiang squeezed out an ugly smile and said, "well, my cultural level is limited. It's up to you to give me a name!"

He Feng nodded.

But he really didn't plan to give piaomiko a name. When he was full, he changed this for others?

Let's just say immorality is not immorality?

Moreover, to choose a name for the misty son will have to consume a lot of his brain cells, and if the ugly words spread out, they will not only lose the misty man, but also lose him.

After all, when people talk about it, they say that you can't even name that person.

Doesn't it look like a loss?

But such a good opportunity, if you don't make fun of piaomiko, how can you do it?

He Feng smiled and said, "well, let's give you a very loud and well-known name. As soon as you call it out, there will be a lot of people looking at it."

Hearing what he Feng said, misty son kept nodding, just like the subordinate leader said. Whatever else, just nod.

He Feng was also very satisfied to see how beautiful piaomiko was.

Let alone let misty son mix officialdom. He specifies that he can mix a hall of fame.

The misty son's eyes looked forward and thought of one, just like a pug squatting there and asking his master to give him a bone.

Stare, look forward to.

Looking at his appearance, he Fenghui nodded, then opened his mouth and said, "I think the name of a liar is more suitable for you. You can add another No. 1 in the world in front."

Suddenly, they became a little embarrassed.

Misty son's face can't hang.

Don't hit people in the face!

However, just like a knife around your neck, you have to laugh even if you don't want to.

I only heard him say after laughing twice.

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