This meal was eaten from noon to night, and Chen Er hadn't woken up from drunkenness yet.

In the end, Dongfang Yiruo, who ate beautifully, and Dongfang Yixi, who had to support Chen Er, who was drunk and didn't know anything, walked into the inn, and then opened three rooms in the strange eyes of the shopkeeper.

After the three of them returned to the room, the shopkeeper chatted with the innkeeper.

"I've been running an inn for so many years, and I've seen too many men fill more women and bring them back, but it's the first time two girls have brought back a boy from other people, it's so unusual!"

The guy nodded approvingly, licked his lips and said, "No! The two girls are still so beautiful, why don't you think about hanging yourself on a tree! ”

"Just you?" the shopkeeper glanced at the man.

The guy rarely did not cater to the shopkeeper, but puffed up his chest and said, "Why? Look down on people? Tell you, I take off my clothes and thieves quickly!"

The shopkeeper sneered and said, "I'm afraid, it's not just undressing!"

......

Just as the two of them were discussing the details of "fast" and "unpleasant" with each other, a sword suddenly pierced through the floor and fell from the second floor, inserting it between the two.

"If I hear one more word from the two of you, I'll chop you up. Dongfang Yixi's chilly voice sounded in the ears of the two of them.

The shopkeeper and his companion knew that they had met someone they couldn't afford to provoke, and immediately begged for mercy again and again.

In Dongfang Yixi's room, Dongfang Yiruo was lying on his sister's bed with a big grin, seeing his sister's cold face, he asked lazily: "What do they mean? Why are you so angry?"

"Uh......" Hearing his sister's inquiry, Dongfang Yixi didn't know how to answer.

"Why don't I teach them a lesson?" Dongfang Yiruo got up from the bed, a little excited.

"Our cultivation is not for the sake of bullying ordinary people. "Dongfang hastened to stop it.

Dongfang Yiruo pouted, and said in a serious nonsense: "If cultivation is not for bullying people, then cultivation will be meaningless!"

Dongfang Yixi was amused by his sister, gently slapped Dongfang Yiruo's head, and said gently, "Why don't you go back to sleep soon?"

But Dongfang Yiruo lay back again, drilled into the quilt comfortably, and said, "I don't want to move, I want to sleep with my sister today!"

Dongfang was helpless, so he could only lean over to pull his sister, but who knew that he was pulled into his arms by Dongfang Yiruo.

In the midst of the fighting, the two of them also fell asleep quickly, one of them half of the bed, just like when they were children.

Chen Er had a dream, and the dream was still the same yard.

This time, the courtyard was deserted, and only Chen Er himself.

Some helpless, some sad, and a little aggrieved.

Looking at the recliner covered by fallen leaves, and looking at the miserable scene all over the courtyard, Chen Er sniffled.

But at this moment, he suddenly got up and looked at the courtyard gate.

A girl had just stepped out of the courtyard gate.

As if sensing Chen Er's gaze, the girl turned her head and revealed a delicate doll-like face.

The eyes met, and the girl smiled mischievously, and the two dimples deeply.

In an instant, the sun is shining in the yard, the fallen leaves are gone, and spring is in full swing.

It's just that Chen Er seems to have something blocked in his throat, and he can't speak, so he can only stretch out his hand and want to keep it.

Looking at Chen Er's stupid appearance, the girl smiled again, opened her teeth lightly, and said softly: "Chen'er, goodbye!"

After saying that, the girl also disappeared.

A huge sense of loss came, and tears couldn't stop falling.

"Sister, look, he actually cried......"

"Maybe it's a nightmare. ”

"What then? I feel so pitiful and want to hug him. ”

“......”

"Speak, sister?"

“......”

In a daze, Chen Er heard the voices of two girls.

One ethereal, one elegant.

Then he felt himself being gently hugged by a pair of hands, very warm and warm.

So he also hugged it back with his backhand.

And then......

"Smack!"

A slap woke him up from his dream.

Seeing Chen Er wake up, Dongfang Yiruo quickly withdrew his arm, his face slightly red.

Chen Er rubbed his head, looked at Dongfang Yiruo with a shy face and Dongfang Yixi with a murderous face, and asked in confusion, "Where am I?"

After glancing around, he asked confusedly, "Is this in the inn?" Why are you two in the same room with me?"

"Smack!"

It was another slap, and Dongfang Yixi's face was even more murderous.

Chen Er rubbed his head again, which was still a little drunk, and said aggrievedly, "Why did you beat me?"

Dongfang Yixi snorted coldly and walked out of the room, Dongfang Yiruo smiled mischievously and said, "You are not shy, a big man cries in his dreams." ”

After saying that, he jumped out of the room, but the moment he left the room, he couldn't hold back anymore, and his face was hot.

Chen Er gently touched the corners of his eyes, and there were indeed tears.

This scene happened to be seen by the guy who came to deliver the washing water, and he said in his heart that there was no reason.

"After being served by two flower-like girls all night, you are still wronged? This world is so special and fucked!"

The man felt that he had suffered a million injuries in his heart, put down the basin, and left with a strange expression.

"This ...... What's wrong?" Chen Er muttered to himself in confusion, and then recalled last night's dream.

It's a pity that I can't remember the appearance of the girl in my dream anymore.

......

At the west gate of the town, an old man and a young man walked into the street.

The old man had long hair, no beard on his face, his skin was a little pale, and he did not look very good, coughing from time to time, as if he might collapse at any moment.

The young man was very handsome, and his eyebrows revealed something extraordinary, but his lips were a little chapped.

Seeing that the old man began to cough again, the young man gently patted the old man's back and comforted: "Uncle Ying, we are here, you hold on a little longer, as long as you see the Holy Hand of Rejuvenation, you will be fine." ”

The old man looked at the young man, with a doting face, and said, "Slave ......"

"I said that from the moment I escaped, there would be no prince and minions, only the ninth prince and Uncle Ying!" the young man interrupted the old man.

A smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said with relief: "With the words of the son, my life is worth it!"

The old man's voice was a little high-pitched, lacking some masculinity.

"Is this worth it?" The young man looked back at the west with some coldness in his eyes, and said coldly: "Sooner or later, one day, I will go back!

After speaking, he looked at the old man, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"On the other day, when I sit in that seat, Uncle Ying will be included in my family tree! ”

The old man hurriedly waved his hand to stop him: "Childe can't help it, I can't help it!" I know that Gongzi has a good heart, but doing so is against common sense and national law, and Childe must not be impulsive!"

The murderous intent on the young man's face rose, and he said coldly: "When my own brother plots to harm me, and no one stops me, this national law will be gone!"

The old man wanted to say something, but seeing the young man's insistence, he just sighed and said no more.

Back then, the incident happened suddenly, and they were caught off guard without any preparation, so they could only flee in a hurry with the young Nine Emperor Princes.

Overcoming obstacles all the way, in the end, only he was left to guard his son's side, but he was also seriously injured, if he couldn't be treated in time, I am afraid that he would only have the life of these few days.

The reason why I came here is that I have heard that there is a holy hand of rejuvenation who has medical skills and is known as a curable disease, so he came to ask for help.

Merely......

Looking at the empty bags, the old man shook his head.