My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Hearing Feng Xiaolang's words, Zeng Shuiyun narrowed his eyebrows and said with an extremely mean smile, "I didn't guess it, but Han Ru told me before leaving the palace."

Feng Xiaolang sat up straight, turned around and looked at the man in a daze, and said, "Why didn't the master tell me?"

The man spread his palms and said with a very helpless expression, "I didn't ask, I thought you knew as a teacher." It was obvious that the man was talking nonsense with his eyes open. If Feng Xiaolang knew that Han Ru was going out of the palace this time to find Ji Feng, why would he ask Han Ru who he met after Han Ru returned to the palace?

Feng Xiaolang looked at the man with folded arms, and said dissatisfiedly, "Since when did the master know that Han Ru and Ji Feng knew each other?" When did love start.

The man hugged Feng Xiaolang back into his arms, and said with a light smile, "If you count according to the years that I know, it should be 12 years, right?"

Feng Xiaolang blinked his eyes, looked up at the man and said, "That is to say, the two of them met when the master first entered the palace and lived with Han Ru?"

The man nodded slightly and said, "Yes, although he recognized Ji Feng as my subordinate at the time, he didn't want to look for me, so I didn't show up in front of Ji Feng, and I didn't tell Han Ru that Ji Feng was my subordinate." His subordinates..." Instead, he has been silently watching from the side, which is why there is such a wonderful scene today.

Feng Xiaolang glanced at the man for a moment and didn't tell him who Han Ru met in the palace, rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "So that's the case, I didn't expect Han Ru to hide it very deeply, and there will be troubles in the future."

The man half-closed his eyes, looked at Feng Xiaolang's interested expression, and the corners of his lips curled slightly. He had never realized that there would be so much fun in the world before, but since he was with Feng Xiaolang, the man realized that before he He missed too much fun, but at the same time he was lucky, fortunately he missed those fun, so that he could meet Feng Xiaolang.

Early the next morning, Feng Xiaolang was sleeping soundly, but he suddenly felt that something was wrapped around his neck, and it was getting tighter and tighter. Feng Xiaolang opened his eyes suddenly, raised his hand and held it wrapped around his neck. It took a long time to pull it off.

Sitting up and looking, it turned out to be the whip that he got just yesterday. Feng Xiaolang rubbed the red neck that was strangled, put the whip in the corner of the couch, and whispered, "Could it be that the whip is alive?"

Before Feng Xiaolang finished speaking, a man's figure appeared beside the couch out of nowhere, watching Feng Xiaolang rubbing his neck, half-frowned with a puzzled expression, the man chuckled lightly, and stroked Feng Xiao gently. Lang's hair teased and said, "What's the matter, Tuer? I'm sleepy and confused. I don't know who I am anymore, or where I am?"

Feng Xiaolang puffed his cheeks, pointed at the whip at the corner of the couch, and said with a complaining expression, "Master, it wants to strangle me to death!"

Only then did the man catch a glimpse of the inconspicuous whip at the corner of the couch, he shook his head lightly and sat beside Feng Xiaolang, he put the whip in his hand as soon as he raised his hand, held it in front of Feng Xiaolang, and said, "All weapons have spirituality. The whip is no exception, as long as your mana and spiritual power can suppress him, he will willingly become your weapon, can be manipulated by you as you like, and become a helper."

Turning the subject, he pinched Feng Xiaolang's cheek and said, "But if your mana and spiritual power can't suppress him, it will still be your weapon, but at that time it won't obediently obey your control. When you fight the enemy, it will be your resistance, prevent you from defeating the enemy, and maybe help the enemy kill you."

The man thought it was just a whip made of ferocious beasts, and Feng Xiaolang could handle it easily, but he didn't expect that giant boa constrictor to have such a tenacious memory, it was already cramp and skinned, and it still remembered that Dong Muyang was his master , while everyone else is the enemy.

Feng Xiaolang took the whip, pulled it to both sides, made a "snap" sound, frowned and looked at the man and said, "That is to say, the reason why he wrapped around my neck is because it doesn't accept it now. I?"

The man smiled and saw Feng Xiaolang's displeased expression, nodded and said, "Yes, so what should I do?"

Feng Xiaolang squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Make a giant anaconda soup, eat it, it's great tonic!" Then he turned his head to look at the man, and said sinisterly, "Master, this apprentice will definitely divide you up!" Yours."

The man twitched his mouth, Feng Xiaolang always gave him unexpected surprises, took out a half-foot-thick book from his arms, stuffed it into Feng Xiaolang's arms, squinted his eyes, and said with an incomparably innocent smile, "Good boy Son, I won’t practice this whip for now, it’s better for disciples to tie up the basic skills first.”

Feng Xiaolang threw the whip aside, hugged the half-foot-thick book in his arms and said, "Master, this is..."

"The names and appearances of the monsters and ghosts in the six realms are how to deal with them." The man felt that Feng Xiaolang needed to master this knowledge.

Feng Xiaolang squeezed the thickness of the book with his hands, his eyes twitched, he gently put the book by his side, took the man's hand, and said obediently, "Master, if I just read this book, I won't lose my mind." Time to practice mana and spells..."

The man pulled out his hand very calmly, and said with a smile on his face, "It's okay, as a master who cultivates mana, he will take his disciples to Wenchi to practice every night. As for spells, naturally they also practice in Wenchi, so during the free time during the day, disciples I'm going to memorize this book..."

Feng Xiaolang took the book, puffed his cheeks and said with some dissatisfaction, "But I am the emperor, and I have to deal with government affairs every day." In fact, he just thought the book was too thick and didn't want to memorize it.

The man leaned back and leaned against the railing, lazily, and said very comfortably, "With such good subordinates, naturally we must make full use of them." The man naturally said that he was hardworking, hardworking, smart and witty, with a ruthless face. Enron's expression.

Feng Xiaolang looked at the half-foot-thick book beside him, and at the whip that didn't listen to him. The most important thing in the court now is the selection of talents after five days. The things they talk about every day are nothing more than how to be fair and how to prevent Cheating, how to stay safe.

For Feng Xiaolang, the most important thing now is the arrival of Concubine Qing Ning after the selection of talents, so on balance, Feng Xiaolang thinks it is more important to endorse. Patted the book, and said with an expression of an old god, "Within five days, I will definitely recite all of them."

The man straightened up, raised his eyebrows and eyes, and said softly, "Oh? What if you don't memorize everything?"

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