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Six o'clock in the afternoon

Day by day

A golden shimmer took advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun and flew slowly at a high altitude thousands of meters away from Yingtan City.

This glimmer of light was emitted by the flying sword under the feet of the three Yu Lan led by Wang Ao'an.

Several people flew with all their might at the expense of Wang Ao'an, and finally arrived at the location of Longhu Mountain before dark.

At this time, Wang Ao'an's face was slightly pale, and a little tired appeared between his eyebrows.

Yu Lan saw all this in his eyes, "Uncle Wang, let's take a rest!"

"No, it's almost there, only when we reach the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Realm, can we be considered really safe!", as he spoke, Wang Ao'an looked up at the blurred black shadow towering into the sky in the distance in front of him.

Yu Lan nodded when she heard the words and did not speak, and then looked at Yanyi, who was also haggard, but collided with her gaze, and the two looked at each other and smiled at the same time to look at the black crow not far behind them.

In fact, most of their journey at first was quite smooth, but a few people found that the further south they went, the more serious the flood became, and even many villages had been swallowed up by the flood, which made Yanyi, who was already guilty, feel even more nervous.

At her insistence, the trio had to land a few times, carefully rescuing a dozen scattered refugees from the flood and then hiding again.

But even so, it still did not escape the attention of the people who had a heart, and although they had a wall spirit weapon and a clear spirit talisman to complement each other, they were never able to isolate the smell of a few people, this crow began to follow them from that time, in order not to startle the snake, Wang Ao'an decided to give up rest, and rushed directly to Longhu Mountain.

Ten minutes later, the three of them had already flown in front of a towering mountain peak, and the speed of the flying sword suddenly dropped, "Here, let's rest here for the night today, and return to the mountain gate early tomorrow morning." Wang Ao'an pinched the sword trick in his hand and controlled the flying sword, and slowly flew towards several thatched huts established at the foot of the mountain.

The crow, also at the same time as the three Charlotte, circled in the air for a few weeks before flying away the same way.

A figure hidden in the dense bushes, after watching Wang Ao'an and the others enter the thatched hut, bowed and quietly retreated, and only after retreating a long distance did he stand up and run down the stone steps towards the mountain.

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Eight o'clock in the evening

In an inconspicuous courtyard in the old town of Dongcheng in the northern metropolis, Sun Yu, a young man who had appeared in the antique market before, was handing over a black lacquered wooden box to a middle-aged man wearing a golden Tang costume and sitting on the main Taishi chair in the living room.

The man was dignified, his hair was meticulously arranged, and his back was neatly turned back to the back of his head, and it was not difficult to see from the wrinkles on his forehead and the corners of his eyes that he should have passed the age of not being confused, and the man smiled and took the wooden box, and did not rush to open it.

"Haha, your kid has really risen a lot recently, and even Wu San's things dare to move", said the middle-aged man and put the wooden box on the table beside him.

"He's a thief, I'm a thief, since it's all ill-gotten gains, I don't need to have any reservations", Sun Yu smiled, ripped off the black hooded cloak on his body, and sat on the seat next to the middle-aged man: "Besides, I didn't keep this thing for myself, I heard that you like these antiques, calligraphy and paintings, didn't you send it to Uncle Huang as soon as you got it, don't you take a look?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Huang raised his eyebrows, "Yo! So, this thing was stolen specifically because of me?"

"No, this thing is my filial piety to you, if something goes wrong, I will naturally bear it alone", Sun Yu hurriedly laughed when he heard this.

The man surnamed Huang showed a trace of unhappiness on his face, "What are you talking about, even if this thing is Wu San's, can I still be afraid of that Tufuzi, I will do something, you go back first."

"That'...... ...... you see me and Miss"?

"Little grandson, the coming day is long, you and Xianru are still young, although I don't mind your family heirloom skills, but I still have to look at the personality for a while, you know, I am such a baby daughter, I don't want her to suffer in the future", the middle-aged man surnamed Huang stroked the black lacquered wooden box with one hand, suddenly raised his voice, and shouted outside the door, "Baolai! Send Xiao Sun for me!"

A man wearing sunglasses and a black uniform pushed the door into the room in response, "Mr. Sun, please!"

Sun Yu looked disappointed, bowed to the middle-aged man surnamed Huang and said, "Then, Uncle Huang has a place where I Sun Yu can be used, even if you command, I will be at your disposal at any time."

Seeing that the middle-aged man surnamed Huang nodded slightly, Sun Yu put on his cloak again, turned around and walked out the door.

The man in uniform named Bora followed. But the moment he turned around and closed the door, it seemed that a small gray thing suddenly burst out of Sun Yu's cloak, and fell to the ground with a pop and disappeared into the stagnant water after the heavy rain.

When Bora turned around again, everything was back to normal.

Soon, Bora sent Sun Yu out of the door, pushed the door back and walked into the hall where the middle-aged man surnamed Huang was.

"That kid is gone?", the middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly, and his fingers tapped lightly on the wooden box.

"Yes, Mr. Huang, you will really make him ...... with Miss."

The middle-aged man stopped his fingers, opened his eyes and glanced at Bora, then closed them and continued to tap, "Bora, how long have you been with me?"

"It's been fifteen years. ”

"Then do you think I'm going to keep the two of them together?"

"This ......!"

"Don't worry, I want to hear your real thoughts."

"That kid is a scoundrel in the market, and he doesn't deserve to be a lady at all, I don't think you would do that!", Bora was silent for a moment and said his thoughts.

"Oh, I don't think I can hide anything from you. That's right, the reason I kept that little thief was that I only needed his craft to do things that I couldn't easily do. Remember, if he really does something out of the ordinary to Xianru and directly kills him, I believe you still have this strength!"

Bao Lai was overjoyed when he heard this: "Great, I know that sir, you will not be so confused as to let Sister Xianru marry that kind of person." ”

Uh-huh!

The man surnamed Huang coughed lightly and said meaningfully: "Baolai, I have seen what you do to Xianru." Don't worry, as long as you serve me wholeheartedly, it is not impossible for you to be my son-in-law!"

"Bora must be smeared with liver and brain, and eradicate all obstacles for Mr. ......."

The man surnamed Huang slowly opened his eyes, waved his hand and ordered, "Okay, you can go down too." I want to be alone for a while."

Bora heard the rumors and said that it was quitting.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he turned his head to look at the black lacquered wooden box, picked it up, opened it, and brought the things stored inside to him.

"I thought he Wu San had a crush on something, it turned out to be such a plate", the man surnamed Huang looked at it for a while, showing a disdainful expression, and was about to throw the Tao back into the wooden box.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a cloud of pitch-black gas flowed out from a certain position on the pottery plate and condensed into a pitch-black arrow, which instantly shot towards the head of the man surnamed Huang.

Before the man surnamed Huang could react, he was hit by an arrow, and suddenly fell backwards on the chair with dim eyes, without the slightest reaction.

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The hood room in the last row of the courtyard is next to the Huang Xianru room on the east side.

A big-eyed girl in pink suspenders and light blue shorts was lying on the dresser in front of the bed, talking to a fist-sized gray furball.

"What, brother again, give it back to my dad," said the girl, who paused and continued, "Brought a gift to the guy surnamed Huang?"

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At this moment, a mouse cry suddenly came from the gray hairball in front of her.

The gray furball turned out to be a little mouse standing there with its front paws raised, and its two black eyes the size of mung beans shimmered with a rather spiritual light, as if it was telling the girl something.