Travel thousands of miles in my life

Yan Wuxin leaned on the tree, using the luxuriant branches to cover his figure, he was crying bitterly in his heart, he had seen the Longyang incident before, most of the people in the rivers and lakes are informal, two men together are not counted What a miracle.But the two people on the ground are too interested, right?

Not to mention changing several postures, at first I was able to keep my voice still, but then it got louder and louder.Looking at Meng Lang's exaggerated movements, Yan Wuxin could only silently pray that they would not come near this tree.

However, the sky did not fulfill people's wishes, that young man may not have had enough fun with the game, looked around, he picked up the young man and said: "It's always old-fashioned, it's not interesting, why don't we try 'leading the horse'?"

Hearing this, the boy laughed.His face was plain, his eyebrows were slender, and his lips were even thinner like willow leaves, but when he smiled, his otherwise plain appearance glowed with a different brilliance, becoming bright and charming.With his smile, not only the young master stared straight at him, but Yan Wuxin also attracted his attention.His eyes circled around the boy's face, he was a little puzzled, this kid doesn't look very good-looking, and his smile is quite attractive.

Unable to think of the reason, he took another look and found out.This boy has a pair of big clear eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, coupled with the practice of kung fu that may be related to charm, it becomes so attractive.After thinking about the reason, Yan Wuwu felt a little strange, this young man doesn't look like someone from Su He's Immortal Palace.

Yan Wuxin can't do anything else, but his eyes are sharp and his heart is clear, and he is extremely accurate in judging people.Even though he only took a few glances outside the palace, he could still see how cramped the Israeli servants were. No matter how gorgeous their clothes and makeup were, they couldn't conceal the fear and uneasiness hidden deep in their hearts. The young man is different, he can tell from his movements that he is a veteran in the Fengyue field.The most distinctive thing is this young man's internal strength, which is very profound. It can be seen that he is talented and intelligent coupled with acquired hard work to have such a solid internal skill.

Comparing the two, Yan Wuwu raised the corners of his lips, becoming more and more interesting.

The young man smiled, turned around meekly, bent his waist slightly, raised one leg backwards, and put his toes against the tree. The young man was right behind him, went straight in, and then started to move.Yan Wuxin frowned, the scene was too nasty, obscene words came out of the two people's mouths as if they didn't want money, and it gave him a headache.

After some cloud and rain, the two finally calmed down.The young man was lying in the son's arms, his eyes were blurred, and he said in a light voice: "Will the master come to find slaves in the future?"

Yan Wuwu, who was lying on the tree, was about to fall asleep, but only woke up when they started talking.He noticed that as the young man spoke, the invisible internal force spread out like ripples in water. The young man was obviously an ordinary person with no martial arts background, and he couldn't resist this kind of internal force at all. He was laughing stupidly at this moment Said: "Of course I remember, you, your name is Li Yu, right?"

"Young master is really good at remembering. Will you bring slaves back to Tianjing after that?" Li Yu's voice was not worthy of his name at all, it was soft and gentle, and it was really as beautiful as Li Niao's singing voice.

"Of course, when did my words, Jiang Tiannan's, not count?" The young man kissed the young man in his arms, and he snarled again.

After Yan Wuxin heard it, his heart moved, Jiang Tiannan?Isn't that the precious son of the minister of the Ministry of Industry?It seems that this lucky event is really "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", even the officials are here.

The two were just chatting, at least to Mr. Jiang, it seemed that they were just chatting, but in fact they had already sold almost everything they could.

There was a sound of footsteps and human voices not far away. Mr. Jiang pulled Li Yu, who was unsteady, to stand up. The two packed their clothes and went out from the other direction.Before turning the corner, Li Yu intentionally or unintentionally looked in the direction where someone was hiding just now, but saw a man in green shirt sitting on the tree trunk, waved to him, and smiled.Li Yu looked away, snuggled into Mr. Jiang's arms, and the two left.

"The little ghost is quite vigilant." Yan Wuwu smiled. He hadn't hidden his aura from the beginning. It was normal for an expert like Li Yu to find him, but he was surprised that he didn't make a sound.Yan unintentionally jumped down from the tree, stretched his stiff shoulders, raised his breath and fled to the distance. A gust of wind and a fallen leaf also became the basis for his footing.

He quickly counted the people who came to the banquet in his mind. Hearing the conversation between the two just now, it seemed that there were quite a few people from the temple.This is strange, there has always been an unwritten rule in the world, that is, to draw a clear line with people in the temple, no matter if it is a big or small event or any celebration, all sects are like people who have a tacit understanding and will not bring people to the court.

Su He Xiangong's posts have been posted so far, what is the intention?Yan Wuxin followed the wind, jumped out of the cramped place, and ran deep into the palace.

There is the Bliss Mountains as a barrier to the east above Suhe Immortal Palace, the hot wind blowing from the Rosna Kingdom can't overcome the continuous and towering peaks, so it has to accumulate on the other side of the mountain to form clouds.

In the heart of the huge central lake of the fairy palace stands a pagoda, which is nine stories high.Over time, the lacquer shell has peeled off to reveal the mottled body of the pagoda, which is even more majestic from a distance.

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe stood on the shore, staring closely at the window of the pagoda, with a gloomy expression on his face.He tilted his head and asked, "Did she still not say anything today?"

There was a group of people kneeling behind him, and one of them, a man with a very clever face, heard the question and hurried forward on his knees and said, "If you want to protect the law, today will be as usual."

The man flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly: "Didn't I say that I would pry her mouth open no matter what! I think you have given her up for eating and drinking, right?!"

It's not that she is sick, what should I do if I don't take a good look at her dead!The person in his early years just said something in his heart, but he still smiled obsequiously on his face: "The Dharma protector calms down, the Dharma protector calms down, we also want to quickly find out where the things are hidden."

"Today, the guardian of Japan will meet that woman in person." The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves and said angrily, "You are a bunch of useless things."

"This...this is against the rules, protect the law and think twice!" The people below persuaded: "The old leader has an order..."

The old leader trusted the two protectors who were his right-hand men. He drank alcohol one day, and the old leader was a little drunk after drinking for three rounds.He was raided and almost lost his life.After that, he issued a death order angrily, and ordered his successor to stay more than five feet away from the leader, and anyone who disobeyed the order would be killed on the spot.

Due to the order of the old leader, he couldn't leave any excuses for others, otherwise he would have settled a sick woman long ago.The middle-aged man thought angrily, and said with a sneer: "You are my people now, what kind of old leader are you afraid of? Don't forget who you are loyal to."

While saying this, an invisible coercion spread out, forcing the other people to bury their heads even deeper.After the coercion dissipated, the middle-aged man asked: "Is there anyone who is not convinced?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and in the end they still had no choice but to bow down at the man's feet.

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, and turned his gaze to the small nine-story tower.Leaning lightly on the lake, his body flitted across the lake as lightly as a swallow, and he arrived in front of the pagoda in a blink of an eye.

There are heavy guards outside the tower, surrounding the tower layer by layer.Naturally, these people would not stop the middle-aged man, so he entered the tower as smoothly as if he had entered the land of no one.

The crane-shaped censer on the first floor of the pagoda burns unknown spices, the smell is light and elegant, and the smoke is misty, making the whole hall look like a fairyland.The middle-aged man glanced at the gorgeous decoration in the tower, snorted, and walked up.

The wooden steps were old and creaked every time he stepped on them.There are some curtains hanging on the wooden beams above the stairs, and bells are hung at the bottom. When the wind blows, the bells collide with each other, and the crisp sound seems to be able to sweep away the silence of the tower.

This tower used to be his forbidden place, and he would be threatened to be expelled as soon as he approached it, but now he was allowed to come and go like his back garden?The middle-aged man thought of something and laughed.He looks much older than his actual age, but he looks like an old man in his sixties at any time in his forties.With a smile at this moment, the wrinkles on his face rippled like a lake thrown into stones.

Arrived at the ninth floor, it was a simple room with only a few pieces of furniture, which seemed empty.

The room, which was supposed to be dull, became brighter because of a woman sitting at the table.The woman didn't comb her hair, she was wearing a long carmine dress, she was sitting at the table playing with a bracelet, her exposed wrist was porcelain white and delicate.

"Master Dharma Protector, do you know what this incense is?" The woman lowered her eyelids, her butterfly-like eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes, she opened her mouth slowly, but her eyes did not turn to the man.

"This subordinate has not studied Xiang." The middle-aged man pressed his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist. He said he was confident, but he had no confidence in his heart. He had seen how powerful this woman was, so naturally he would not treat her as a Normal people treat.

"The name of this incense is ugly. It's actually called Duhuo." Holding the ashes in her plain hand, she flattened the incense ash in the incense burner bit by bit and extremely patiently, and said softly: "I hate this name, and I will feel it when I hear it." Pain, does the protector have any good ideas?"

"This...isn't it like the palace master changing the incense?" The middle-aged man dared not be careless, and responded carefully.

"But I'm used to smelling this incense again. I'm afraid it's because of heartache." The woman held her chin with one hand, and gently wiped off the excess ashes with a feather broom in the other. She swept very carefully, bit by bit. The corners were also gently brushed by feathers. This lotus green glaze stove is obviously her favorite, and she cherishes it so carefully.

"Palace Master, I will persuade you one last time." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Call that thing out, and the lord will protect you from death and let you get what you want."

"Get what you want?" The woman paused her hands when she heard these four words, put the feather sweeper back into the jade box, and said with a smile: "I can't get what I want."

The middle-aged man spat in his heart, but still pretended to be anxious and said: "That lord has always been kind, and will definitely let you get what you want, besides, it is always an evil thing to carry around, your body is getting worse and worse. It’s hard to say that this is the fault, why don’t you hand it over, and your lord will not forget you after you complete the Ambition Hegemony.”

As if hearing something funny, the woman covered her lips and smiled, then raised her eyes, and said lightly: "He has lost all children and grandchildren, why is he still thinking about daydreams?"

With a bang, the middle-aged man couldn't hold back his anger anymore, reached out and brushed away everything on the table, and said angrily, "Wen Qiaoying! You don't know what to do. It's your luck that adults value you. How dare you disobey me?" Go against him! You still have to lose face!"

Wen Qiaoying glanced at the broken stove that fell to the ground, laughed, and bent down to pick up the pieces one by one. The sharp section cut through her skin, and blood dripped down her fair hands.The guardian on the other side was still cursing, but she turned a deaf ear to it. After picking up all the fragments one by one, she said softly: "Unless I die, you will never find it."

The protector was furious, and was about to point at her nose and scold, but she suddenly raised her eyes, and there was neither sorrow nor joy in those eyes, which were as clear as heavy frost.Inexplicably, the protector closed his mouth, and he felt a chill, as if he was being stared at by something.

Wen Qiaoying brushed the hair in front of her eyes behind her ears, looked at him and said with a smile, "You should be glad that my fangs and claws have been pulled out, otherwise..."

She didn't finish what she said, but the Dharma protector trembled a little. Everyone understood the unfinished meaning.

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Sorry for the late update, QAQ