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"Are you sure it's Xiao Mishan?"

Looking at the young man in front of him who had just eaten and was still picking his teeth, the smile on Murong Yue's lips deepened, because he suddenly remembered something.

I heard that this Nan Qingmo has always had a soft spot for Su Hui, the chief disciple of Tianji Gate.

"It's Xiao Mishan, this woman took this man, and helped me find my knife for chopping wood."

The young man nodded, and was still a little excited when he talked about this matter, "That man knows kung fu, but he's amazing!" ”

"So, Green Salamander Protector?"

Murong Le smiled, and then looked at the green salamander protector on the side, although he didn't say it directly, but the smile was already self-evident, where to find someone, you should know it in your heart, right?

"Are you sure it's the man and woman in the portrait?"

The Green Salamander Protector swallowed his saliva, as if he couldn't accept this sudden good news, and asked with uncertainty on his face, and secretly pinched himself with one hand.

Oh, it hurts.

"It's them, and the woman gave me back the money."

The young man nodded happily, obviously, Nan Qingmo's shot must have been extremely generous, solving some food and clothing problems in the young man's family.

"His Royal Highness the One Word King, I'll set off for Tianji Mountain here."

After receiving the young man's repeated confirmation, where could the Green Salamander Protector still sit still, he immediately got up, arched his hand at Murong Le and was about to leave.

"Green Salamander Protector be careful all the way."

Knowing that he was anxious, Murong Le didn't stay, just nodded slightly and sent him off with a smile.

"There is a lot of trouble, we in southern Xinjiang have taken it to heart and said goodbye!"

For what Xuanyang has done in recent days, the green salamander protector is also in his eyes, and he originally kept saying that Emperor Xuanyang was treating others, but the last clue found was near Xiaomi Mountain, which was still 108,000 miles away from Xuanyang.

If you trouble Xuanyang again, the green salamander protector doesn't know where to put his old face.

Moreover, Nan Qingmo's infatuation with Su Hui, even the children who just spoke in the entire southern Xinjiang knew that Su Hui's son of Tianjimen was the aunt of their southern Xinjiang saint.

It's just that what the Green Salamander Protector doesn't understand is why Nan Qingmo, who has always been able to distinguish priorities, stayed directly in Tianjimen this time and didn't come to Xuanyang?

The Green Salamander Protector finally left, and Murong Le finally let go of a matter on his mind, and instead put all his thoughts on the government affairs that had accumulated in the recent days.

I don't know when the royal brother will come back, but he thinks that it is more leisurely to lie dormant silently.

"Kunpeng, let's go back."

Seeing that the figure of the Green Salamander Protector disappeared after a while, Murong Le rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly, and motioned for Kunpeng to push him back.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness the One-Word King."

Zhao Xiangang saw Murong Le leaving, and then respectfully bowed behind him, until the shadow of Murong Le's carriage was no longer visible, and then he finally stood upright, breathed a sigh of relief, and brushed away all the cold sweat on his head.

His Royal Highness the King of One Word is the most terrifying person in this Xuanyang.

Palace.

Kunpeng slowly pushed the wheelchair, looking at the sky for a while, looking at the front for a while, and looking down at Murong Le who was sitting quietly and in the wheelchair, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Lord Wang."

"What's wrong with that?"

Seeing Kunpeng frowning, Murong Le couldn't help but smile, he, a guard, is good everywhere, the only bad thing is that he often gets into the tip of the horns.

"Then the Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang is really in Tianji Gate?"

"What do you think?"

Murong Le didn't answer, but threw the question back to Kunpeng.

"I think that the green salamander protector will definitely not find their holy daughter."

Kunpeng raised his hand and scratched his head, I don't know why, that's what he thinks.

"This king thinks so too."

Murong Le smiled, "Do you think, how can anything that is mixed with that person be solved so easily?" ”

"Then why did the prince let the green salamander protect the Dharma?"

Kunpeng only felt that his mind was even more chaotic, knowing that it couldn't be so simple, why did he still go, it was better to stay and find out.

"Do you think that if this king doesn't let him go, he won't go?"

Looking at the white dove not far away flapping its wings briskly across his eyes, Murong Le couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "He went this time, not only to confirm the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang, but more importantly, to prove the innocence of our Xuanyang." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Murong Le say this, Kunpeng only felt that his brain was confused, how could it be about Xuanyang's innocence?

"You kid, we said that Nan Qingmo has never been here, so is it true that he has never been here? It must be the green salamander protector who confirmed it himself, and Xuanyang Fang is really innocent. ”

Seeing that Kunpeng couldn't turn a corner, Murong Le couldn't help but laugh, so he had to explain it to him seriously.

"Oh, that's a hassle."

Kunpeng seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand, but he still nodded, he knew that no matter how troublesome it was, it was Xuanyang that the prince was for.

"What are you looking for, the white dove?"

Listening to Kunpeng's somewhat weak response, Murong Le smiled and didn't say more, he knew that Kunpeng was straightforward by nature and couldn't understand so many twists and turns.

It's just that he has now discovered something interesting, the white dove that had just crossed his line of sight has now flown back and stopped on the head of the jade lion in front of him.

"It doesn't seem to be from our palace."

Kunpeng looked carefully and found that there was a gray line on the white pigeon's head, which continued to the back, and the white doves they raised were all spotless white.

"Take a look."

Looking at the white pigeon, Murong Le couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, if the pigeon somewhere accidentally flew to the wrong place, then ......

It could be very interesting.

"Yes."

Kunpeng agreed, and then walked lightly towards the pigeon, for fear of frightening it and scaring it away.

It's just that what Kunpeng didn't expect was that he had just approached the white pigeon, and before he could reach out to catch it, the pigeon seemed to have a premonition, and spread its wings and flew up.

Kunpeng only felt a little disheartened, but before he could sigh, the white dove stopped a little above Kunpeng's head, and then flapped its wings and flew towards Murong Le behind.

Seeing the white pigeon flying, Murong Le almost subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to pick it up, and the next moment, the white pigeon did stop on Murong Le's broad palm steadily, bowing his head and pecking with his sharp beak.

"You're so funny."

Murong Le smiled and stroked the white pigeon's little head with a finger, and the white pigeon also seemed to understand, and rubbed Murong Le's big hand with his little head without the slightest.

Looking at this scene, Kunpeng couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The prince of their family has already seen such a situation, and he can still attract the likes of birds?