Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

As the mist filled the air, the sound of gentle footsteps approached from far away.

The man is wearing a black and white ink robe, just like a gentleman walking out of a painting.

But seeing the man's face, Xiao Wen's pupils trembled, and he felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

As for Yan Yu, he didn't seem to notice Xiao Wen's wary eyes. He glanced at the other three people lying on the table and set his eyes on Xiao Wen.

"I thought it was the other two people, but I didn't expect it was you."

"what are you up to!"

"kill you."

"……"grass! I have no grievances against you, why are you trying to kill me!

Xiao Wen was furious and his expression was a little distorted.

While he was greeting the eighteenth generation of Yan Yu's ancestors in his heart, he was brainstorming on how to escape from Yan Yu's hands.

After all, the difference in strength is here. Xiao Wen is not stupid enough to think that he can confront Yan Yu head-on.

But in the face of absolute strength, all the little thoughts are not enough.

Yan Yu moved his fingers slightly, and a delicate and beautiful dagger appeared in his hand.

As the saying goes, one learns from one's mistakes.

In order to prevent similar things from happening again, this time, after Yan Yu got rid of Xiao Wen, he deliberately used his original ability to spy on the secrets of the world to investigate.

After leaving Unit 3, Yan Eucalyptus went to see Wang Jindong's situation. Seeing that there was no problem, he returned to Shenghuang Hotel.

Inside the hotel.

Ning Xiangchi's cell phone was quietly placed on the bed table, and he was lying in his arms, already asleep.

Yan Yu took the phone and asked the hotel staff to prepare some food and deliver it at eight o'clock in the evening.

Needless to say, the service at Shenghuang Hotel is very good. It was delivered at eight o'clock on time.

When there was a knock on the door, Yan Yu snapped his fingers and opened the door.

Seeing the door open automatically, the people in the hotel were a little confused. They were stunned for half a second before sending the things in.

On the bed, the guest was sleeping soundly. The person who delivered the food at the hotel carefully put down his things and then left the room quietly.

Until the door closed and there was a slight sound, Ning Xiangchi slowly raised his head.

Yan Yu gently let go of the person and asked.

"Are you hungry? I asked someone to give you some. Go and wash your face first, then nap your stomach, and let's go out for a walk."

Ning Xiangchi heard this and went straight to the bathroom.

While Ning Xiangchi was washing his face, Yan Yu also stood up, opened and placed the food, and turned on the TV to play some soothing music.

When Ning Xiangchi came out, Yan Yu held her chin and watched Ning Xiangchi eat casually.

"There is no nutrient solution here, and I haven't seen you eat anything. Aren't you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"Never eaten before?"

Yan Yu shook his head: "Before I died, I was just an ordinary person, so of course I had to eat. But after I die, I will be buried in a coffin, so naturally I won't eat again."

"It is said on the Internet that this is the costume of the ancient Dongchu Imperial Master."

Yan Yu nodded: "Your Majesty took a fancy to me and appointed me as the Imperial Preceptor of Dongchu. In the year I was established, I spied the approaching catastrophe. In order to ensure the stability of the country of Dongchu, I secretly told your Majesty the matter."

"It's just that the matter involved too much, no matter how obscure it was, I still suffered the backlash."

"You can probably guess what happened after the backlash."

"As for why I woke up..." Yan Eucalyptus shook her head: "I don't know the details, but I was pulled that day, and then I saw you."

The atmosphere in the hotel was pretty good, Yan Yu spoke softly, and Ning Xiangchi just ate quietly without interrupting.

Soon, Ning Xiangchi finished his meal.

Yan Yu is also preparing to go out with Ning Xiangchi.

As luck would have it, someone knocked on the door.

Ning Xiangchi and Yan Yu looked at each other, then took the initiative to step forward and open the door.

Opening the door, there were two policemen and a gray-haired old man.

Seeing Ning Xiangchi, the old man felt a little excited.

"Your name is Ning Xiangchi, right? I'm a professor at the School of Archeology. I saw you holding an umbrella online. After analysis by our archaeological professionals, we think it may have come from ancient Dongchu, so we wanted to take a look... "

Ning Xiangchi did not agree immediately, but looked at Yan Yu.

In this case, it is naturally impossible to drive people away.

Coincidentally, the umbrella was on the table next to Yan Yu.

The old man looked along Ning Xiangchi's eyes and saw the umbrella naturally.

He didn't need Ning Xiangchi to nod and say anything. As if he was attracted by a fatal attraction, he stared at the oil-paper umbrella and walked over.

Yan Yu silently took two steps back and made room for the old man.

The handle of the oil-paper umbrella is engraved with countless obscure symbols and characters.

The old man looked at the oil-paper umbrella with burning eyes and was as excited as if he had found a treasure.