The head of Haoran Sect, the power of heaven and man, came to "discuss" personal grievances with a rookie who had just been promoted to a product with the help of external forces......

How do you say something like "my dad is great"?

Is this a human thing?

Your father is also the reincarnation of a shameless god!

The hero glared at Su Yanyan depressedly and angrily, but the latter didn't realize anything, took a sip of wine and meat, and ate happily.

I have to say that a beauty is a beauty, even if the face is covered with oil, it will not make people feel dirty or disgusting, but more tempting, and it looks delicious.

Is this a down-to-earth version of the "beautiful and delicious" variant?

Using these complaints to suppress the irritability, the hero pondered for a moment and said: "The stars and the moon are in my body, as long as you can't take it out, you are the same everywhere, why do you have to follow me?" ”

Su Yanyan pointed to his head: "I told you, I only recovered a little vague memory of myself, and I have no impression of other things in the heavenly realm at all.

The only way to get them back once and for all is to stay with my natal artifact.

Therefore, if you don't return the old lady's baby for a day, the old lady will follow you for a day; If you don't pay it back for the rest of your life, your mother will follow you until you die. ”

The blue tendons on the hero's forehead jumped fiercely: "It was your baby who kidnapped Lao Tzu!" ”

Su Yanyan pouted a finger and made a crisp sound of "pop" when he pulled it out, in order to express his disdain and disregard for the hero's protest.

The cheeks that are red because of alcohol, the oily pink lips, and the white jade fingers, poof......

Although the hero is not in a bad mood at this moment, he still can't help but make up a dirty picture in his brain.

The power of Bishoujo is infinite!

The Eight Poles Palace is located in the northernmost part of the central axis of Shuangzhou City, and the hero's convoy is from the east. Thinking that his luxury convoy swaggered through the city, it was very easy to cause traffic congestion and disturb the people, so he ordered the convoy to bypass the Qinglong Gate in the east and go north along the city wall, intending to enter the palace directly from the Xuanwu Gate.

Every time I think of the three words "Xuanwumen", the hero's feelings are very awkward, and at the same time, I am glad in my heart that I only have a sister and no brother.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of hooves outside, followed by the roar of some kind of beast, and the horses pulling the carriage seemed to be frightened, causing the carriage to shake and stop suddenly, and Su Yanyan, who had just picked up a bowl of wine, suddenly got wet.

The hero turned his face towards the car window very gentlemanly.

Anyway, the airport is wet and there is nothing to look at...... No, it's what happens outside the car that is more important.

"Hahahaha......"

Hearing this arrogant and wanton laughter, the hero's face sank, and he retracted his previous happiness - he had brothers, but not relatives.

Pushing the car window, a puff of smoke blew through, and twenty or thirty horses appeared in front of him with a mastiff as a small elephant.

This was obviously a hunting team, with more than twenty servants surrounded by seven or eight noble sons. They were dressed in simple but richly decorated hunting suits, all of them were less than thirty years old, and almost all of them were graceful and extraordinary.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the fierce-looking bear-headed mastiff.

The bear-headed mastiff is a common low-level dog beast in the Gobi steppe, as powerful as an elephant, able to tear tigers and leopards, but the intelligence is low, it is easy to be domesticated, and it is a pet that many princes and nobles like to raise.

It carried two men on its back. One was a young man, who looked a little similar to a hero, less than twenty, his hair was tied by a beautiful jade crown, and there was a flirtatious smile on his eyes and lips, which was quite a bit of a romantic taste.

The other is a petite and delicate woman, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slightly round face and a pure and sweet temperament. She sat on her side in the saddle, her back resting on the young man's arms, delicate and delicate, like the little sister next door, and she was pitied.

The hero narrowed his eyes and greeted coldly, "Cousin, where are you coming back?" ”

The young man was none other than his second uncle's eldest son, Inghi.

Yingji raised his chin arrogantly, and pointed around his body with the horsewhip in his hand: "Can't you see?" The princes of various countries came to celebrate the birthday of their uncles, and the friendship of landlords for their brothers, so that everyone could hunt and play together. ”

Landlord Friendship...... Second Uncle has already regarded Shuangzhou City as something in his pocket!

The hero's eyes swept over the noble sons behind Yingji, and found that most of them were very familiar, without exception, the children of the Ying family, only three of them were born, and they were the so-called "princes of various countries".

Shuangzhou has twelve countries under its jurisdiction, and only a quarter of them have come, and they say as if they have dominated the world, and they will really put gold on their faces.

The hero sneered in his heart, too lazy to talk to Yingji, and nodded: "That's it, hard cousin." ”

With that, he pulled the bell on the wall of the carriage and motioned for the convoy to move on.

Younggi's handsome face suddenly darkened.

If his attitude is arrogant, then the hero's performance is reserved, reserved only for those in high positions.

This led to his behavior of running over to report work all of a sudden, or deliberately, like a sycophant.

How could he endure this? At that moment, he pulled the reins violently, and the mastiff under his crotch let out another roar, so that the horses pulling the cart for the hero trembled and did not dare to move.

"Xiaoxiong, don't be in a hurry to leave, look at the beauty in your brother's arms, do you still recognize it?"

Yingji hugged the woman in his arms tightly, not hiding the provocation on his face in the slightest.

The woman would have cooperated, her eyes wandering, and she bowed to the hero, her expression cold and haughty.

"Qing'er has seen the young palace master."

are all sitting in the arms of men, and there is only Gao Leng, the essence of Lao Tzu's character design has been forgotten, right?!

The hero shook his head: "Miss Qing'er, I heard that you won this year's Oiran, congratulations!" ”

"Thanks to the blessing of the young palace master."

The woman smiled indifferently, and leaned back a little, the bird was human, giving people a much more harmonious look, but it was also in stark contrast to the attitude when facing the hero.

Even the blind could see what the hero had with her, but now she fell into Yingji's arms, and regarded the hero as if it were ordinary air.

The young palace master of the dignified Eight Extremes Palace is actually mixed to the point that even the Qinglou Oiran looks down on, if this is spread out, it will definitely laugh off the big teeth of the people of Middle-earth.

patting Qing'er's face with great satisfaction, Yingji looked at the hero condescendingly, and said in a charity-like tone: "Everyone in Manshuang Prefecture knows that you once spent a lot of money to see Qing'er but couldn't get it, which makes me, a brother, feel distressed just thinking about it."

I happened to meet today, and it's also the fate between the two of you, so I'll be a matchmaker for my brother and give Qing'er to you, how about it?

Don't worry, we are a family, and my brother will definitely not ask you for money. ”

After speaking, he laughed loudly, and several children of the side branches of the Ying family immediately laughed too, without shying away from it.

The three princes glanced at each other, and although they were all cautious and did not smile, there was already pity and contempt in the eyes of the hero.

How can a person who will lose if he fights for a Qinglou woman to win the position of palace master?