"Teacher ......"

"yes, I know." The hero said lightly, "Now, go back to the tent, I won't call you, don't come out." ”

Tian Wanxi shook her head without thinking about it: "I want to ...... with you"

"Good!"

The hero turned his face to look at her, his tone soft but firm, unquestionable.

Somehow, all Tian Wanxi's stubbornness disappeared in an instant and she stood up.

"Then you be careful, promise Wan'er to be careful!"

The hero smiled: "Okay, I promise you." ”

Tian Wanxi turned around step by step and entered the tent, and the man had already come to the river in front of the hero, but it was a silver-haired old man.

"The old man is ignorant of Gu Fan Xinghe, and he has seen His Highness."

As soon as the hero shook his rod, a fat carp was fished out of the water.

He took the fish off and put it in the basket beside him, pinched out an earthworm from the bait box, hung it delicately on the hook, and then threw out the line again.

After doing this, he looked at the old man, "Ignorance Valley? This identity is reasonable, Shao Hao is the patron saint of Yangzhou, and you are here because of his artifact, no one can find fault.

It's just a pity that my luck seems to have been a little too good. ”

Fan Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly: "Your Highness, what do you mean by this?" ”

"Nothing." The hero shook his head, "Say, the old gentleman came late at night, what are you doing?" ”

"Naturally, I want to ask Your Highness not to get close to Dingsheng Mountain."

"Please?" The hero chuckled dryly, "If it's not a threat, what good do I get?" ”

"We will solve the problem of bandits in Dingsheng Mountain for His Highness, and there will be no one left on the slopes of the mountain on three sides. All the credit is yours and no one else will know. ”

"That's it? Then please go back! The so-called Dingsheng Mountain bandits, for me is just a gesture, using this to exchange for an artifact, the old gentleman does not treat His Royal Highness as a three-year-old child? ”

"Your Highness, don't be anxious, the old man just said the first benefit, and there will be more later."

"Oh?" The hero sat up straight, "Your Highness listened. ”

Fan Xinghe smiled proudly: "We can also help His Highness solve the Liang Kingdom." Within half a year, the Baji Palace does not need to spend a single soldier, and the Liang Kingdom can belong to His Royal Highness. ”

"Really?" The hero was full of interest, "I'm curious, Yangzhou is thousands of miles away from my Frost Prefecture, why do you Ignorance Valley dare to guarantee that you will destroy the most powerful subject country in my Frost Prefecture in half a year?" ”

"Your Highness, forgive me, this is the foundation of my ignorance valley, and I can't pass it on."

"Then how do you gain my trust? Empty mouth and white teeth, the artifact was obtained by you, if you can't fulfill your promise after half a year, will it be difficult for me to lead troops through Yanzhou to attack you? ”

"There is no way to do this, please try to believe in us, Your Highness."

The hero was happy: "Temptation does not achieve coercion, in the middle of the night, he came to play scoundrels with his grandfather?" It's boring.

Yinghe, send off! ”

Eiwa stepped out of the shadow of the tent without a sound.

Fan Xinghe was silent for a moment, and asked with a smile: "Your Highness is far away from the Eight Extremes Palace, so you only brought a Heavenly and Human Realm guard?" With all due respect, you're too much.

You must know that although this is the boundary of the Frost State, it is close to the border, and anything can happen. ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of Suo Suo was heard in the woods, and more than a dozen black shadows rushed out, fanning around the three tents.

The hero did not look back, because there were two more people on the river in front of him.

These two people are old men like Fan Xinghe, and they are slowly descending from the sky, obviously the realm of either one is not lower than Yinghe.

The hero crossed his arms around his chest, his face was calm, and after a while, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Are those servants outside my forest okay?!" ”

"Your Highness, rest assured, we are here with sincerity." Fan Xinghe said, "Of course, if His Highness can't believe it, then we can only offend." ”

"Good." The corners of the hero's mouth turned evil, "Yinghe, they are all wrong, which one are you foolproof?" ”

"The one on the far right." Ying and half a word of nonsense.

"Then he's yours, be sure to bring it up."

"No!"

When Yinghe answered, the man had already rushed to the old man on the far right like the wind.

The old man was not in a hurry, and with a slight touch of his toes on the water, he retreated lightly but quickly towards the other side of the river like a feather blown by the wind.

Yinghe didn't stop at all. In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared into the woods on the opposite bank.

Fan Xinghe and the remaining old man had no intention of helping, and they all looked at the hero with a smile, as if they wanted to see what kind of hole cards he could come up with.

But the hero seemed to be completely relieved, and picked up the fishing rod again.

"Sir, if you want your Highness to believe in your sincerity, you should at least be honest when you report your home.

The dignified temple priest actually pretended to be the Valley of Ignorance, how is this different from a street thief? God's face will be discredited to you! ”

Fan Xinghe's expression froze, "The old man doesn't understand what His Highness means, do you think we are from the temple?" ”

"Isn't it?!" The hero's tone is exaggerated like a network bar, "Temple! Hundreds of millions of people believe in the temple of worship! It's just a matter of hiding your head and revealing your tail, don't you have the courage to admit it if it's exposed in person?

The so-called priests and servants are all a group of cowards, and the young master has to talk to others about it when he looks back. ”

Hearing this, many of the black-clothed people surrounding the tent moved, and several glances looked at Fan Xinghe, which soon made the old man's face turn pale.

Most of the servants are fanatical believers who have been brainwashed, and they are not as shameless as the priests.

"Hero, knowing that we are from the temple, you still dare to speak out and blaspheme the gods, do you want to rebel in the Baji Palace?"

"your grandma's fart!"

The hero scolded: "The Eight Poles Palace is the Eight Poles Palace of Frost Prefecture, and it is the Eight Poles Palace of my Ying Clan, and these millions of miles of territory belong to my family, including the Divine Temple!"

Lao Tzu's ancestors are gods, you call yourself a slave of God, that is my slave of the Ying clan, to slave the master, and to use the word 'rebellion', what's the matter, two green onions in the nose, really fucking think you are an elephant?

A group of shit stuff lying on the common people and drinking blood, if it is said that it is blasphemous, the only one in the world is the temple!

Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know what you have done to control the Divine Grace Dao.

If killing the person in the temple is blasphemy, then Lao Tzu will leave the words here today, that is, the gods are in person, and Lao Tzu will kill them according to it! ”

"Hero, you are looking for death!"

Fan Xinghe was furious, and with five fingers, he grabbed the hero.

The hero was still motionless, just shaking the fishing rod, and said lightly: "Little Green, how long do you want to overhear?" ”

Before the words fell, a thick snake tail suddenly poked out of the river, entangled Fan Xinghe between the lightning and flint, and pulled him underwater.

Immediately afterward, the color of the water became darker than the night, and it quickly diffused.

The remaining old man was frightened and fled, only to see a fire dragon rushing out from under the water, enveloping him in an instant.

The old man only had time to let out a scream before he was reduced to ashes.