Waking up from a sweet dream, the eldest grandson Changyao half-supported his soft body, opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and looked casually and even casually at the side.

In this secluded valley surrounded by mountains and rivers, she has completed the most important transformation in the growth of a woman, and as long as she thinks of the heroic appearance of Ximen Yichen galloping on her body just now, the eldest grandson Changyao feels a nameless joy in her body.

Ximen Yichen, I didn't expect that what was hidden under your icy expression was a fiery heart, the eldest grandson Changyao's half unsalted face was dyed red and looked even more hideous and terrifying, the ravaged grass can vaguely imagine how crazy what happened just now, the eldest grandson Changyao just glanced at it casually, the expression on his face suddenly stiffened, on the green grass, she was the only one, where was there still half a shadow of Ximen Yichen?

Ximen Yichen, you patted your ass and left without waiting for Princess Ben to wake up?

A faint anger gradually rose on the face of the eldest grandson Changyao, but soon, she became relieved, thinking back to Ximen Yichen's various performances just now, the eldest grandson Changyao's heart rippled with a trace of sweetness again, and after getting dressed, she glanced at the dark black robe spread under her, and then carefully folded it and took it down the mountain.

"Master Qiao, I did everything you asked me to do, can you give me the money you promised me before?" The fake Ximen Yichen had a flattering smile on his face at the moment, and there was no pretense of nobility in his eyes, he stood in front of Qiao Qingshan with his eyebrows bowed, and his humble posture was no different from the beggars who reached out to beg on the street, however, he was a beggar, by chance, Qiao Qingshan found that his appearance was somewhat similar to that of the king of Tianlong Kingdom, at that time, it was just a feeling, raising such a person by his side might come in handy one day, sure enough......

However, a beggar is a beggar, no matter how the price is adjusted, he can't change his natural cheap bones, Qiao Qingshan's eyes flashed with a bleak coldness, and he nodded at the entourage beside him, "Flying knife, you take Wu Wen to the treasury to receive the reward!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Thank you, my lord, thank you!" Wu Wen was heaved and kowtowed, and then walked out with the flying knife with scars on his face, the courtyard was deep, and today's moon didn't know what was going on, and he refused to cast a trace of moonlight, Wu Wen followed behind the flying knife, at this moment his face was no longer the low three or four just now, but dyed with an extremely dignified look, is he a fool, of course he knows how big a thing he did today, and he is afraid that he is going to send himself to the Yellow Spring, right?

Hate of hatred, at that time, I was fascinated by the ghost, but at that time, I didn't know that they were going to do this kind of thing, Wu Wen's intestines were blue, at this moment, it was too late to regret, or think about how to get out of the sea of suffering, Wu Wen used to be a beggar when he did a lot of things to steal chickens and touch dogs, and the things that were chased by vicious dogs all over the street happened from time to time, and it was considered a few times, but compared to the well-trained flying knife, his kung fu of the three-legged cat was not worth mentioning, but ......

When the two of them passed by the flower garden, Wu Wen suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and when he first came today, he saw a few round people turning the soil next to the flower garden from a distance, "Oops!"

Wu Wen screamed, and his whole body fell to the ground, and the flying knife turned around and looked at Wu Wen who got up from the ground with a smile on his face expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, I stumbled, I tripped a little!"

"Look at it!" Flying Knife scolded in displeasure, and then continued to turn around and walk forward, "Got it, got it!" Wu Wen nodded and said, step by step behind the flying knife, turning over, it was a more secluded path, the moon was dark and the wind was high, it was the night of killing, the flying knife looked around, the surroundings were quiet, there was a murderous aura in his eyes, he quickly drew the knife and turned around, he was fast, but he didn't expect that there was a person who was faster than him, he only felt a burst of dust flying in front of him, and in an instant, his eyes fell into darkness.

What Wu Wen didn't expect was that the round ding in today's garden was not as simple as just renovating the soil, but adding lime powder to the new soil to kill insects, he pretended to fall down and quickly grabbed the handful of soil in his hand, which was mixed with a lot of white lime powder, and now this lime powder sprinkled into the eyes of the flying knife, and the water turned back into boiling lime powder burned the eyes of the flying knife, and the pain was completely unable to open his eyes. Years of experience as a beggar made Wu Wen run faster than a rabbit, until Scar washed the lime powder in his eyes with clean water, Wu Wen had already crossed the wall, the flying knife chased after him, over the wall, there was a bamboo forest outside, Wu Wen had long been gone, he searched for a while, he returned to the house in annoyance, Qiao Qingshan, who was reading a book in the room, saw the flying knife kneeling in front of him with red eyes, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, "Let him run?"

"The little incompetence has fallen for that skinny one!"

Qiao Qingshan's face suddenly became gloomy, and the flying knife hurriedly said: "Don't worry, my lord, even if it is the end of the world, the little one will definitely find that person!"

Qiao Qingshan glared at him coldly, "You idiot, you have been following me for so many years, how can you tell me to explain to His Highness?"

The flying knife has been following Qiao Qingshan for more than 20 years, and he has always been steady in his work, and he has never missed a beat, but today, it seems that he also underestimated the skinny beggar, and only thought that he was a villain who saw money, but unexpectedly, he still had this wit, "Hey!" Qiao Qingshan sighed, the flying knife has served him for many years, just this friendship, Qiao Qingshan naturally couldn't bear to watch the flying knife go to death, he paced back and forth in the room for a few steps, about the time of a cup of tea, he stopped," Listen, Wu Wen is already there, you buried it with your own hands, this matter, so far, don't talk about it to anyone, in addition, organize a group of the most elite people, even if it is three feet into the ground, you must find out Wu Wen, he has no silver taels on him, maybe he will go back to his old job, you must be careful, do you hear?"

Flying Dao's eyes swelled with strong gratitude, he deeply knew that if the mistake he made today was reported to His Royal Highness the Seventh, it would definitely be a dead end, my lord was saving his life, tears welled up in his eyes, he kowtowed to Qiao Qingshan, and then turned around and left Qiao Qingshan's room, after he left, the majesty on Qiao Qingshan's face was suddenly replaced by a strong helplessness, could it be that all this is fate?

The first thing the eldest grandson Changyao did when he returned to the city was not to look for Ximen Yichen in the post house of the Tianlong Kingdom, but to raise a high posture, put on a victor's posture in his own mansion and proudly waited for Ximen Yichen to come to his door and bow his arrogant head humbly, to be able to conquer a man like Ximen Yichen and become his own, just thinking about it, the eldest grandson Changyao felt extremely excited, conquering the strongest man in the world is equivalent to conquering the whole world, this sense of superiority is really beautiful, the eldest grandson Changyao is immersed in his fantasy world, but he doesn't know that the fake Ximen Yichen who is close to her skin is hiding in Tibet like a rat crossing the street in order to save his life, and the real god of war she loves, Ximen Yichen, is boarding the "Wish" on the dock to sail to Ghost Island.

The bustling wharf, among the many ships parked in the port, Ximen Yichen's "Wish" is so dazzling, the red European silk with the help of the whole hull makes the whole ship look full of festive colors, and the red lantern with the big red word "happiness" is hung high on the mast.

Ning'er, all your wishes, this king will help you realize them one by one!

Didn't you say that you want to travel all over Shikoku? This king will carry you on this ship, and we will go to find your hometown, where there is a restaurant called "KFC"!

A generation of Shura's ruthless Hell Hades, who was excited like a child at the moment, couldn't suppress the joy in his heart......

"Lord Wang, everything is ready, can you set sail?" The boatman is Zhang Feng, and his face under his beard is also infected with joy, it is Hai Ritai back then, he has never seen the prince so attentive, that woman named Tang Ning, where is it good? The long one is not particularly beautiful, and she is very rude, she has to cut open other people's stomachs at every turn, her temper is still very big, and she can't match the gentleness at all, what does the prince like about her? This question has been coiled in Ximen Yichen's mind since he arranged the red makeup ship, and he has not found an answer until now.

Zhang Feng naturally didn't know, Ximen Yichen liked Tang Ning, liked her beauty, like a shining pearl, this earthly dirt, completely polluted her, liked her clear eyes from time to time to shoot out of the confident edge, liked her coldness, liked her arrogance, liked her stubbornness from the bones, love and hate, that arrogance, never hit by the tribulations of reality!

likes her to play tricks on her sly smile, in this world, she is the only one who can tease him Ximen Yichen!

And the tears she shed when she was fragile and helpless in the dark cave, as long as she thought about it, her heart hurt!

Ning'er, I'm here, and from now on, I will never be separated again!

Not separating, not separating, but doomed to separation......

The eldest grandson Changyao's high profile finally lost all patience after not waiting for Ximen Yichen to appear for a long time, she sent everyone in the house to inquire about the news of Ximen Yichen, and in less than a stick of incense, the person sent to inquire about the news sent back the news, Ximen Yichen was driving a huge ship full of happy words and red silk towards the east.

East, East, isn't that the direction of Ghost Island?