Remnant Yang sat on the stool, his eyes narrowed slightly. He thought that the new Taishou and that Zhou Xing were generally thirty or forty years old, but he didn't expect that Taishou to be so young, as young as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

Remnant Yang picked up the teacup on the table and poured himself a cup of tea. He took a sip, his fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop, and he muttered to himself,

"Who is the surname Bai in Taishou's mouth?" Just as Remnant Yang was meditating, but couldn't think of an answer, a little guy walked in with a basin.

"Slave Zheng Jin, who was ordered by the Lord Taishou to serve the son to wash" the little guy said.

"Don't wait."

"No, you don't." Remnant Yang Road.

He was born as a secret guard, and sometimes he has been sent undercover to those officials' homes in certain capacities, and he is used to doing dirty work, where can he be served.

"Yes, the minion will retire first."

After all, this remnant sun is from the capital, and Zheng Jin does not dare to offend. He put the basin aside and was about to retreat, but he heard the remnant yang say, "Wait." ”

"What else does Childe command?" Zheng Jin looked at the remnant sun respectfully. Remnant Yang was a little uncomfortable, and he coughed lightly, already hiding his panic.

"What's your family's name? What is your personality? ”

Zheng Jin was slightly stunned when he heard Remnant Yang ask. But he "doesn't." "Remnant Yang Dao.

He was born as a secret guard, and sometimes he has been sent undercover to those officials' homes in certain capacities, and he is used to doing dirty work, where can he be served.

"Yes, the minion will retire first."

After all, this remnant sun is from the capital, and Zheng Jin does not dare to offend. He put the basin aside and was about to retreat, but he heard the remnant yang say, "Wait." ”

"What else does Childe command?" Zheng Jin looked at the remnant sun respectfully. Remnant Yang was a little uncomfortable, and he coughed lightly, already hiding his panic.

"What's your family's name? What is your personality? ”

Zheng Jin was slightly stunned when he heard Remnant Yang ask. But he quickly returned to normal, and said with a smile,

"The adult of our family is called Nalan Qian, "It's good to be a person, otherwise we wouldn't have elected him as Taishou." Zheng Jindao.

Remnant Yang thought for a moment, frowned and asked, "That Nalan Taishou is a local?" ”

"Not really." Zheng Jin shook his head, "Nalan Taishou came to Liangzhou a few days ago, and at that time he was holding a painting and saying that he wanted to find the person in the painting." ”

"Oh?" Hearing what Zheng Jin said, Remnant Yang's curiosity was aroused. "What does the man in the painting look like?"

When Zheng Jin heard what Remnant Yang said, Zhengse said, "It's strange to say, the picture scroll of Lord Jiang in Taishou's hand." We asked him if he was a friend of Master Jiang, but he asked me who Master Jiang was. ”

"Do you have Childe's picture scroll?" Remnant Yang pondered in his heart and said, "You go down first." ”

"The minions are gone." Zheng Jin said goodbye and withdrew.

Remnant Yang sat on a stool and wrote a few words with a pen. Then he walked out the window and whistled. A carrier pigeon heard the sound, and it stopped on the arm of the remnant sun.

The remnant sun tied up the letter and released the pigeon. When all was done, he lay down and rested.

After Remnant Yang fell asleep, two black figures flashed in, and the two black shadows were Nalan Qian and Qing Xun.

Qing Xun said, "Shenjun, is it really okay for us to be like this?" ”

"No, can you know where that stupid big guy is White Tiger?" Nalan Qian looked at Qing Xun with disdain.

If it weren't for the fear that it would alarm the remnant sun, Nalan Qian really wanted to appreciate Qingxun's violent tremors.

"Without further ado, get in quickly." Nalan Qian said that, and turned into a burst of blue light and entered Remnant Yang's mind. Qing Xun slammed his mouth and turned into white light and followed.

Nalan Qian looked at the faces around him, his face twitched slightly, and he said to himself,

"Where is this? Palace? ”

"Shenjun, are we going in?" Qing Xundao.

"Nature." Nalan Qian shook his sleeves and walked in.

Jiang Huan sat on the stool and looked through the scroll in his hand seriously. At this moment, Remnant Yang walked in.

"Childe, lunch is here."

Jiang Huan raised his head when he heard what Rean Yang said, and the smile in his eyes was even worse.

"Good work."

Nalan Qian was slightly stunned when he saw Jiang Huan's face, and a rare smile appeared on his face. Even though Jiang Huan was wearing a mask, he still recognized him at a glance as the White Tiger Divine Monarch.