"Xiaoyao Hou, I didn't expect that you had just been assassinated on your front foot, and after a night of trembling, you dared to go down to Jiangnan alone on your back foot to chase the white peach blossom?

"Murong Yanran is good-looking, such a good-looking woman will not be a bad person. ”

"You!!"

In the evening, Xia Ji, who came out of the palace, had already rushed to the second scene.

Wang Ge's hometown, Wang Qiqi's confused and mysterious eyes were staring at him with anger.

"Hmph, I won't tell you this, Xiaoyaohou, you are now seventeen, and when you have done the crown ceremony, you and I will get married. Before that, I hope you can learn some skills, after all, the future life is the two of us together, you are in a high position, and you don't need to be good at the way of civil and martial arts, but you have to be good at the way of knowing people, controlling people, and employing people, right?"

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

"You're !! the Marquis!"

"Purr !!"

Wang Qiqi got up angrily and looked at the lazy-looking man in front of her, although this skin was good, it really made her angry.

"Okay, Sister Qiqi, there's nothing to be angry about. ”

A person turned out from behind the courtyard, and a dark golden pomegranate robe surrounded by a cold, small face full of the aura of a superior person.

The person who came was the one-meter-four Lei Hall Master.

"Xiaoyao Hou is actually clever, and now he is in a fake sleep. ”

Speaking of the word fake sleep, Xia Ji suddenly got up and rubbed his eyes, "It's not early, say goodbye." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Two women in one play.

A Wang Qiqi who is full of energy to change her husband, plus a Lei Hall Master who is absolutely good at fueling the troubles.

This is not a place to stay for long.

Therefore, Xia Ji ran away decisively.

"Xiaoyaohou!hey, Xiaoyaohou!!"

Wang Qiqi looked at his back, dumbfounded.

Sister Qiqi is really angry.

The original Buddhist girl was really mad after being tinkered with by Xia Ji back and forth a few times.

"Sister Qiqi, Xiaoyaohou is such a person, I followed him all the way on the trip to Xixia last year, I know that he is a smart person, but I don't want to accept many new things. ”

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, what we normal people want, Xiaoyaohou doesn't want, so he has been running away, even if he already has these things, but he still can't adapt to them.

Therefore, Sister Qiqi doesn't have to worry, once you are a man, you may not be bad. ”

"Hopefully. ”

"Having said that, if the six princes and the Marquis of Xiaoyao can be exchanged back, are you willing?" Lei Jingyun suddenly asked with a small smile.

Wang Qiqi was stunned: "I..."

She quickly compared it in her heart, only to find that it was still the lazy, annoying, hateful face that occupied the bottom of her heart.

But soon another image flashed.

Mysterious, majestic, and full of security, he wears a Yama mask and is looking down on her...

It's just that such a secret can only be stored in the bottom of my heart.

Wang Qiqi said: "Don't talk about these impossible things. ”

Lei Jingyun smiled like a little fox, "Sister Qiqi, you are really getting more and more like an elder." ”

...

...

Xia Ji sat on the top floor of the Joyful Painting Boat and looked back at the oversized bed that "pinned high hopes on my sister".

I'm afraid that this bed will take at least two or three minutes to roll from one side to the other, right?

On his knee, he gently slapped open the sword box, revealing a long sword that was pitch black to the surface.

Simple, the beasts close their eyes, making people feel that they have entered an ancient hall full of sculptures, and they can't help but be awe-inspired.

"Dripping blood to recognize the Lord, is it also a divine soldier, speaking of the divine soldier spectrum is also a bit interesting, a total of more than 20 circles, each circle has some similar patterns, and the words of the sword are inside, just look at the appearance of this sword, maybe it is one of the first few circles of the sword, but it is dusty, and it has not yet woken up.

After I dripped blood, it obviously confessed to the Lord, but I still didn't know anything about it. ”

Xia Ji shook his head, and then closed the sword box again, "As a dignified Demon Slaying Sword Saint, I can't carry this sword... Otherwise, when others come to me to compete, I don't even have an excuse, if I don't bring it, I can still say twice, 'It's a pity that my supreme sword is not there, otherwise how can I allow you to run rampant'... Hahaha. ”

Thinking of this, he put the black sword box in the painting boat again, and put it with the jade bead.

Walking to the railing, the spring breeze blew the sideburns on both sides, and suddenly he saw some sad former Oiran on the deck.

Raised his voice, "Hey." ”

Xue Qianrou hurriedly raised her head and responded: "The slave is here." ”

Xia Ji smiled: "If you are not happy, I will let you go, if the money is not enough, I will give you a thousand taels, if you are worried about safety, I will call a guard to escort you away, how about it?"

Xue Qianrou hurriedly said, "The slave doesn't dare." ”

"If you dare or not, you can agree if you want to, shake your head if you don't want to, and don't talk if you're worried that I'm tempting. ”

Xue Qianrou faced this master who did not play according to the card, and she was obviously very familiar, but she couldn't adapt to it.

Xia Ji smiled: "Sure enough, I'm worried about my temptation." ”

Xue Qian said: "Slave... Slaves and maids don't. ”

Xia Ji said: "What's the matter? I was still in your room last spring, you played the piano, I drank, but I was at a loss to change places, is it so restrictive?"

Xue Qianju said: "At that time, Xiaoyao Hou was only a young general..."

Xia Ji said: "Do you recognize the name, but don't you recognize the person? Then whatever you want, what I just said is valid at any time, come to me when you think clearly..."

As he spoke, he yawned and climbed to the top of the three-story attic, swaying quietly on Changhong Lake in the royal capital with the painting boat.

Before I knew it, it was twilight.

Xia Ji was about to come down, but he just moved, and suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

It's just that this is not right, it doesn't come from the royal capital...

Rather, it is in the vicinity of the distant Tang Gate.

That is the perspective that belongs to Tang Yuan.

The perspective appeared in a ruined temple.

The dilapidated eaves outside the temple are dripping with rain.

Tang Yuan was wrapped in a long trench coat, with a short crossbow on the left side of his waist and a string of gray metal cylinders on the right side, and he was squatting in the corner of the ruined temple.

In addition to him, there were more than twenty Tang Sect disciples in this temple, and it was obvious that they were a scout force to investigate the surrounding bandits.

Merely...

This temple is not right.

Maybe others can't see it, but Xia Ji can see it.

Because, from the perspective of God from the eye of the earth, he happened to see that something was wrong with the mottled bronze Buddha statue in the center of the broken temple.

I can't tell why something is wrong.

At this moment, a young man in Tangmen clothes ran in outside the door, he lowered his head and said as he walked: "Hey, it's raining, don't go and squat in a toilet, and it will be soaked after a while."

But it's just a coincidence, this rain washes away the mud and sand, and guess what I saw?"

Tang Yuan said: "Tang An, don't sell Guanzi." ”

"Meteoric iron, the real meteorite from the sky, you know, these meteorites contain unique magic. ”

Tang Yuan Huo Ran got up, "Let's go, let's take a look!"

There are no robbers around, they are just hiding from the rain, and they can't miss this kind of adventure.

What does the Tang Gate need most?

Materials, technology, talents.

Now, with the extraterrestrial meteorite in front of them, they naturally rushed away.

This time, Xia Ji saw clearly, the young man named Tang An didn't hit the ground with his feet, he floated in!

Is this a ghost?

Once gone, the netherworld will never return?

Just what if to stay?

Xia Ji looked again from God's perspective, and he saw that behind everyone, the mottled bronze Buddha opened its eyes and opened its mouth, which was extremely hideous.

The bronze Buddha's gaze met that of Na Tang'an for a moment.

Tang An opened his mouth again: "You don't need so many people to go, just a few pieces, it's not as good as Brother Tang Yuan, and half of the brothers are with me." ”

"That's fine. Tang Yuan nodded, so he left half of the people, who held an umbrella and followed Tang An out of the broken temple.

Xia Ji understands...

It's a demon dividing food.

Something is wrong, it's really full of disobedience.

What's wrong?