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The esteemed somewhat excessive identity makes this seemingly elegant and unparalleled teenager more calm.

"Huh!" Lie Yu glanced at his own son with some hesitation, and glanced at the middle of the night behind Ran Ziwan. His head was lowered to the ground, as if he didn't want to see anyone again.

What did you just say? Xuan Ge Xuan, the little prince, is tired of being bored?

In the middle of the night, Xia Xin looked at Liezo with schadenfreude, ten years ago, she had just been sent to Nannuan Hall by the little prince of Xuange, and it was a few days before Xiao Shizi was ready to go out to practice. Originally, because he was a little scared of life at night, he was obedient like a cat, and he was a little scared at night. But the more I was afraid of the night, the more I could hear strange cries at night. In the first few days of the Warm Pavilion, Ye Banxia cried and his eyes were red, until Ye Nanrong grabbed the fierce duck in front of him and shook off the set of props that scared Ye Banxia from the Lie Zou Circus.

Hmph, the new accounts and old accounts from ten years ago are counted together! In the middle of the night, he jumped left and right with his two beautiful eyebrows, how annoying and annoying he looked!

It's just that people are under the eaves, and even Ran Zixiao sweats for Lieyu!

The Demon King of the Mixed World, I'm afraid that there will be some shadow in the second half of the life of the Fierce Bird.

"Are we going back to our homes now?, or are we camping here?" Ran Ziwan smiled and looked at the brother in front of him, and looked at the game in the hands of the Yingfu family. Although he was empty-handed, except for the vulture.

Out of the deer park, I saw Zimian Zique and the car of the medicine mother-in-law anxiously waiting at the entrance, because of the distance from the garden, from time to time I saw Zimian stomping his feet with a strange expression, but he couldn't hear the words clearly, although several people on his side were martial arts people.

"It's rare for someone to catch these wild meats, I see the comfort of camping!" Ran Zixiao glanced back at the young man who looked like a carved fence and jade gargle, and the words in his mouth were sour.

"Old slave see Young Master Xiao!" Granny Yao was stunned for a moment, but the young master who left Mu Feng ten years ago was the young master who was a little older at that time, and now the Yushu is in the wind. If it weren't for the shadow of a young lady between the eyebrows and the evening child, I am afraid that I would not be able to recognize it immediately.

"Is your mother-in-law okay?" Ran Zixiao curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and smiled faintly. After ten years, my son has grown up, but my mother-in-law, who has been with me since childhood, is getting older.

"Okay, good, good guys, good mother-in-law. The witch was a little teary-eyed, and the other two girls, one was silent, and the other had bright eyes!

There is a sword called time, which cuts youth in obscurity. People live day after day, and if it is not deliberately thought, it is as if it does not exist, so that people are unaware of its subtle sharpness, so that they are quietly allowed to slaughter.

At night, Ran Zixiao found a wide and flat site on the back of the high mountain of Zhulu Park, which was located at the foot of Zhulu Mountain. Adjacent to it is a river of unknown depth, which is said to be called the Drift River. It's like the magic pen of the creator back then, chasing the birds in the sky and the beasts on the ground in the deer park, all natural. In the river, turtles, shrimps, crabs, all kinds of aquatic plants, all things are prosperous. From a distance, this river meanders for dozens of miles, and the water is deep and full of fish. Chenghong is blue, the mountain light is reflected, the distant trees are turned, and there are light boats haunted by the smoke waves. In such a deep night, Ran Ziwan seemed to see the thoughts of the hometown of the hurried passengers on the boat through the flowing water of the Miaoran River.

It's like thinking about that world that I can't hope for, thinking about the old man who has a gray beard.

The treasure chest that the medicine mother carried all the way played a role at this time, and the brocade silk was all soft and soft, seeing that it was fully prepared, Ran Ziwan's heart was slightly warm. What kind of mother-in-law is that, who takes care of the details of Nannuan Hall every day, has no children and no daughters, and spends half of her life on their brothers and sisters, or, her own mother's money, what kind of woman is that, can make a master who is uneducated and proficient in martial arts and medical science so desperate.

Desperately said or not so appropriate, the medicine mother-in-law seems to have no regrets. And in this world, there are too few people who can have no regrets and can ask for something. Ran Ziwan sighed lightly.

In the distance, Lie's mouth kept telling Zimian what he had seen and heard in the past ten years, although it was far away, Ran Ziwan knew what he was talking about when he looked at the shape of the person's lips, and Lie Zuo was dancing while talking, and his movements were exaggerated and a little funny. And even though Lie Zuo was so colorful, the Zimian who stared at the boss with the eyes finally said: "What? I don't understand!"

Someone poured cold water, it was still the glacial water of the day of Laba! Lielu trembled his lips a little stiffly, half-open.

That's right, just like ten years ago, she always didn't understand what she said, stupid, who else was she?

Yes, at that time, there was a silly girl crying bitterly on the Jinmen Bridge, with a slightly warm heart, a little timidity, some loveliness and some honest loyalty. Ran Ziwan smiled and looked at the pair of young boys and girls in front of her.

The strong smell of meat fills everyone who is hungry, and it must be out for a little time.

Thinking about what kind of banquet for Miss Cui Shi at this time should have ended a long time ago, it is expected that when she returns to the warm pavilion, she will be able to hear a lot of gossip, Zimian snorted, the weather is still a little cold, she glanced at her own young lady with some fear, remembered that a lump of snot dripped on the forehead of the young lady on the Jinmen Bridge, remembered that she was crying sadly, and her hand that had been like jade was deeply twisted on her cheek, that kind of pain, it hurt to the heart! Later, the young lady returned to the house, she knelt in front of the door of the house and shivered a little, she was afraid, although the previous young lady was plain and quiet, but for the next person has always been punished for mistakes, and then the third lady who cleaned up in the courtyard of the evening pavilion, all this seems to have come so quickly, as if it was still yesterday. Compared with the quiet and almost nihilistic Ran Ziwan in the past, Zimian prefers to stay by the side of the young lady who has recovered from her illness at this time. Although in her heart, no matter when, she is willing to live or die for her master.

Zimian was unconsciously distracted, how could he care about someone who was taking care of the game while talking like a river.

"I said Yingfu, don't you have to go back to the house?" Ran Zixiao gave an eviction order.

"The game I beat down is baked on the shelf, how can I leave without eating it?" Ying Yu used a branch to stir the bonfire in front of her feet with one hand, while squinting at Ran Zixiao's thick face to a certain extent, deliberately writing the unhappiness on her face.

The game next to it was just that, and Ran Ziwan fell in love with the pair of roast pigeons smoked on the bonfire shelf. That is also the prey of Yingfu, I used to think that eating people with a short mouth was just a sentence, but now looking at Ran Zixiao pouting with a bad face, I couldn't help but admire the young Yingfu in front of me.

Only the fierce bird knew that he had said early in the morning that he would come to hunt in the deer park, and finally reminded his own family who had almost forgotten the existence of a spirit beast. As a result, hunting turned into a search for spirit animals. A day has passed in vain, and the spirit beast has already had an owner, and its prey is also missing!

After talking about camping, Lie Yu naturally knew that his family had already set his sights on the prey of the young man. So from the bonfire, he threw the game on the fire more diligently than anyone else, and was so anxious that he hardly had time to pluck the birds, let alone anything else.

Now, all the game from the glow is hung on the bonfire, and the smell is in the nose. Looking at Ran Zixiao's posture, the two masters and servants had already planned it for a long time, eating other people's and other people's, and they still wanted to swallow it alone at every turn! Aren't things enough? Ran Ziwan glanced at the other wild meat on the ground that had not been on fire, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head. I thought in my heart, I couldn't finish eating it for three days. This brother is really perverse!

Even the hidden guard of Yingfu was not convinced, thinking that his son-in-law was calculated by the pair of masters and servants, and it was not easy to hunt the game!

Ran Ziwan looked at the young man opposite.

Only the boy known as Yingfu was just doing nothing, staring at the crackling bonfire, and the fire in his whirlpool-like eyes. The good-looking eyebrows and eyes are like a spring breeze, and the corners of the mouth are hooked like the moon.

Was he calculated? Or did he calculate others?

If you have a game meal, it is also a very good deal to wait for someone to come.

"I'll just say how is this little brute restless? It turned out that someone was burning and looting her lair. Xuan Ge strode over, his eyes swept over everyone present, knowing that when he saw Yingfu, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and then he looked at the woman staring at the roast pigeon.

The little white tiger nose in Zique's arms was very sensitive and sniffed, before he saw the spirit beast, the short body of flesh slowly opened, and before he could immediately open his teeth and claws, he had already begun to howl "whine", his little head kept playing, stretched forward and stepped back to drag Zique's hand, making it look like he was about to attack.

Until he saw the red fluffy clump, the little ears stood up and looked slightly hesitant.

It was a red, almost bewitching color, and even though the night was dark, the color was getting brighter and brighter. The dazzling red color can be clearly distinguished in the dark night. Sure enough, it was a spirit beast, looking at the surroundings with round eyes, lying in Xuan Ge's arms, and even the temperament of that person at this time was a little demonic.

"Woo" The little white tiger shrank back, shivering a little comfortably. And the so-called spirit beast obviously had clear and innocent eyes, and did not make any movements similar to showing his status, and the little white tiger had already retreated into Zique's arms, trembling alone.

"What the hell is that?" Ran Zixiao asked arrogantly, knowing what kind of spirit beast it was. But how can you scare the snow spirit on Mu Feng like this, how can you say that this Xiaobai is also the only young son born to Mu Feng Xue Ling in the past ten years.