Protector of the Country Dragon Emperor

"what are you thinking?"

"What stepfather? You don't even think about how old I am, and I can still tell your master... that you will laugh out loud!"

Xia Yinglan took her feet back, sat cross-legged, and gave Qin Feng a hard look.

He drank tea as an excuse to hide his uneasiness.

In fact, Xia Yinglan also wanted to have a man she could rely on.

But Qin Feng's father... Hey, it's rare for a man to be so cruel as to turn himself into a eunuch. Ever since Qin Feng was born, she, Xia Yinglan, has been a widow!

"Men are all big hooves."

"Hmph, flirting is fine, but don't think about anything else."

"I, Xia Yinglan, don't need a man."

……

Chen Yan returned to Lantian Yunshu.

I told some women at home about some things.

We are going to the spiritual realm soon, and we don’t know how many days we will stay there... Wang Hongluan and others also want to go, but there is nothing Lian Qiyue can do. It is definitely not possible to break in. Chen Yan also tried the pure land of bliss in Dantian. , he himself can enter the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, but others cannot.

This feels a bit like a Two-dimensional space.

Even the Samadhi Bookstore on Wang Hongluan's body is the same.

As soon as Wang Hongluan entered the Samadhi Bookstore, he seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Samadhi Bookstore has also lost its trace.

Otherwise, Chen Yan could take the Samadhi Bookstore and enter the spiritual realm.

night.

Chen Yan had a meal at home.

Several women worked together to burn it.

The chefs are... several widows of the Lin family.

There was no way, whether it was Wang Hongluan, Zhang Yourong, Lin Yuchen, Luo Keke, or the young woman's aunt, Liang Jiali, their cooking experience points were all younger siblings, and they probably couldn't eat what they cooked.

The whole family had a lively meal.

Wang Hongluan organized everyone to sit down and beat the landlord.

Two tables were opened directly.

The few extra people who didn't have their turn sat nearby and watched.

However, Chen Yan is leaving at this time!

"Everyone, I have to leave!" Chen Yan looked at them and said.

"I know, let's go and come back early... to A!"

"Crush to death!"

"bomb!"

"Wang Bang!"

Cards were playing on the table.

Chen Yan scratched his hair and wanted you to come and see me off, but he forgot everything as soon as he played cards.

Well, I don’t like the sadness of parting anyway.

Chen Yan strode out of the villa.

next second.

The women who were playing cards just now jumped up and rushed to the window. Looking out through the glass window, they could only see a shadow rushing into the sky and disappearing into the night.

Luo Keke asked softly: "Are you still playing cards?"

Wang Hongluan pursed her lips: "Fight, why don't you fight? I just fired Wang Zha, and you will definitely lose this time."

"Bah, Wang Hongluan, where did you get Wang Zha? What you just played was one-on-three."

"Ah, really? Then let's stop fighting. I'm going to learn the power of mantra! Luo Keke, please try to make progress. You're always standing still. Now you can't even hit me with a finger. I'm asking you if you're blushing. red?"

"you……"

"Do you want to become your teacher? I can teach you."

"Forget it. What if my brother Xiaoyao follows me and calls you master?"

"Bah, brother Xiaoyao, do you think you have a snake's tail?"

Seeing the two women who had grown up together starting to bicker again, Zhang Yourong dropped his cards and said, "Senior sister, let me sleep with you tonight!"

……

eight pm.

Chen Yan and Lian met in July.

At this time, Lian Qiyue was wearing women's clothing from the Song Dynasty.

The style looks very eye-catching, giving it a sense of déjà vu as the heroine in a costume TV series.

"Aqi!"

"Why are you going to the spiritual realm dressed like this?"

Lian Qiyue rolled his eyes: "Is there something wrong? In our spiritual realm, women almost always dress like this, and men also dress in retro style. If you wear this kind of clothes, you will really be out of place. However, I have It’s ready for you.”

She threw Chen Yan a set of clothes.

It is also the ancient costume of the Song Dynasty, men's clothing.

"I'm sorry that when your spiritual realm was opened, it was in the Song Dynasty. After so many years, the people inside have remained the same in appearance?"

"It's a style, maybe. Some big shots advocate retro. Over time, it has formed an unwritten rule. Anyway, you just do as the locals do... In fact, the Kunlun Ruins are similar. The clothes and style there are more like the style of the Republic of China."

"Have you ever been to Kunlun Ruins?"

“I was lucky enough to see some photos and videos.”

Chen Yan suddenly felt a sense of yearning: "It's quite fun to think about it, so I look forward to seeing her true face... How do you wear this dress?"

"You want me to help you get dressed?"

"This dress won't work!"

"I think you just want to take advantage of me, you scumbag!"

After all, Lian Qiyue helped Chen Yan put on his clothes.

Chen Yan took a look in front of the mirror and said with a speechless expression: "Why do you look so good in your women's clothes, but I look like a shit picker in this one?"

"This is my palace costume, and yours is the servant costume."

Chen Yan's eyes suddenly widened: "Did you do it on purpose? You want me to pretend to be your servant?"

Lian Qiyue smiled: "How about I trade with you?"

Chen Yan looked at her chest: "Forget it, I can't stand you."

"Find a fight!"

Lian Qiyue lightly fanned his hair.

Before departure, an episode occurred.

Zeng Jingjing, a female college classmate, came to Chen Yan and asked about her cousin Jiang Wenjing. Jiang Wenjing died inexplicably, which made Zeng Jingjing very sad. Thinking of Jiang Wenjing's tragic experience as a young boy, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Officially, my cousin is a spy for the United States. How is this possible?"

"My cousin is someone who doesn't even dare to kill a chicken?"

"Chen Yan, aren't you a general? Aren't you the captain of Longya? Tell me, what is going on? I can see that my cousin...she has not forgotten you, she likes you."

Lian Qiyue, who was next to him, didn't know about Jiang Wenjing.

As soon as he heard this, he suddenly became jealous again and looked at Chen Yan with squinting eyes.

That look seemed to say: Look, this scumbag is dead.

Chen Yan also felt a little guilty about Jiang Wenjing.

Facing the depressed Zeng Jingjing, he said slowly: "Wen Jing has indeed joined the American IMF. I am partly responsible for her death!"

"What? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Chen Yan nodded: "She ended up in this situation because she was trying to save me."

Zeng Jingjing suddenly became angry and grabbed his clothes: "You, you fart! You said here that she was an American spy, and then you said that she died to save you. Which one is true and which one is false?"

Chen Yan did not hide anything and told the truth exactly.

After listening, Zeng Jingjing collapsed to the ground helplessly.

At last.

Lian Qiyue sighed and said, "Let's go!"

Chen Yan nodded, looked at Zeng Jingjing, and followed Lian Qiyue outside.

"Chen Yan!"

Zeng Jingjing suddenly shouted.

Chen Yan paused.

She got up and said, "My cousin has something that I think should be left to you."

Soon.

Zeng Jingjing walked out holding a large transparent jar, which was full of paper cranes. Juanxiu's handwriting was written on each paper crane...