Han Xin sometimes feels that Li Bai's light skills are really good, and he doesn't know if it's because Li Bai focuses on escaping for his life, so he can run as fast as the wind.

"Rattle, when I want to find him, just shake this herb." Li Bai spread out his palm as he spoke, and there was a golden herb in his palm.

The herb unfolded, and the golden light shone like a small bell. The faint light of Li Bai's palm lit up, and he could see that the herb was shaking, and a wisp of golden light dissipated in the dark night.

"Bian Que is a delicate and gentle person, and he never wants to argue with others. He must have encountered something very difficult, otherwise how could he use the blood-devouring technique? Although Li Bai's tone was light when he said this, Han Xin still saw the painful look in Li Bai's eyes.

"So, you're good friends with that doctor?" Han Xin asked with a little curiosity. Why does this Li Bai always remember others when he sees that he is chic and uninhibited? Do you want to fight for Bian Que?

"Bian Que said that they owe us the kindness of the Qingyu Fox Clan for generations. Originally, in his generation, he didn't have to pay it back, but he still couldn't hold back. When Li Bai said this, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Maybe he sees Bian Que as a friend, but Bian Que just regards him as an object of gratitude for generations. Otherwise, he wouldn't have turned a blind eye to his various tricks and drug grabbing. But it is also because Bian Que said so, now that Bian Que is dangerous, he must not ignore it.

"Aren't you fox monsters? How much kindness can there be? Han Xin was very surprised when he heard this. This demon clan is still very good, and it can make people return love for generations, which is really rare.

"The Qingyu Fox Clan used to be a Protoss, but it declined later! Declined! Li Bai was speechless, he just wanted to return to Han Xin with another blank eye. He then shook the rattle grass in his palm, the sooner he found Bian Que, the less danger Bian Que would be, and the more help he would have.

"God... Protoss..."When Han Xin heard this, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He seemed to hear the sound of ringing and dingdong footsteps in his ears again, accompanied by that clear and lazy tone, and whispered: You are here.

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The back garden of the Ming Mansion

Ming Shiyin and Yi Xing stood in front of the water pavilion railing, bowing their heads and whispering, the lake in front of the water pavilion sparkling in the moonlight. The bright moonlight reflected in Ming Shiyin's white and charming face, and his beautiful face was a little more moving, like a peony blooming under the moon, beautiful.

Bian Que was still hiding on the beam, not daring to move, holding his breath. He wanted to know what the hell these two men were trying to do.

"Master, the apprentice will definitely complete the task." Yi Xing stared at Ming Shiyin and said seriously. He had been transformed into the appearance of King Lanling by Ming Shiyin, and he knew what he was going to do next. Helping Master get rid of unimportant people is helping Master, and as long as it is good for Master, he will do it without hesitation.

"Hmm." Ming Shiyin nodded, still looking lukewarm and far away from the star. He faced the lake of the water pavilion, and a pair of beautiful eyes swept across the lake, as if there were many unknown things hidden in his heart.

Yi Xing saw that Ming Shiyin didn't speak, and thought that he had done something wrong again, so he was nervous and didn't dare to come out. Yi Xing also thought about which mountain forest he should drag the body of King Lanling who was killed by his master to lose it. It's best to find a close place, and if you lose it, you can come back quickly to complete Master's task, after all, he is now ordered to play someone else.

"Yi Xing." Ming Shiyin suddenly opened his mouth and shouted softly. The look in his eyes was elusive, like loss and something else.

"How do you feel about being treated as a teacher?" Ming Shiyin asked for no reason, his slender palm slowly opened, and a soft reddish light smoke lit up in his palm, and a gorgeous peony gradually grew in the light smoke, which was very beautiful.

"Master treats Yixing very well! The best people in the world! Yi Xing's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said courteously. It was rare to have a time to show his heart to the master, and Yi Xing naturally hurriedly expressed his position.

"Really?" An invisible smile appeared at the corner of Ming Shiyin's mouth.

The British duke stationed in the desert capital protectorate was told to the monarch of Heluo because he was written a secret letter, and then the monarch became suspicious and ordered the British duke to be beheaded on the Great Wall. After the British Duke learned the news, he knew that there was no hope of survival, and in pain, he thought of his son, Yi Xing, and asked the servants to run out secretly. The British Mansion, hundreds of people died, and the executioner killed the whole night. The blood that flowed in the deserted city did not dry for days, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, which was disgusting.

After the seven-year-old Yi Xing escaped from the mansion, his subordinates robbed Yi Xing's money and disappeared, and Yi Xing was left outside the deserted city to fend for himself.

When Yi Xing met Ming Shiyin, he hadn't eaten for several days, he was lying on the ground weakly, his lips were chapped, his eyes were deep, and his face was yellow. The noble son, who has been pampered since childhood, has been reduced to the point of starvation to death.

The moment Yi Xing saw Ming Shiyin, he only felt that he had seen someone more beautiful than a god. When Ming Shiyin passed by him, he was intoxicated by the faint fragrance on his clothes. Xiao Yixing trembled and reached out violently, and grabbed the hem of Ming Shiyin's snow-white robe.

"Childe is fine, give it to the stutterer." Xiao Yixing looked pitifully at the person in front of him who was more beautiful than a fairy.

This person's skin is fair, his eyebrows and eyes are good-looking, showing the gentle and elegant color, especially the smile that raises the corners of his mouth, which is even more confusing. A dusty white robe, otherworldly, makes people yearn for it.

Ming Shiyin was grabbed by the little hands on the ground, and he looked back at the dirty little Yixing on the ground. Xiao Yixing suddenly let go of his hand in a panic, he was so dirty, how dare he reach out and pull such a figure like a fairy statue, if he soiled his clothes, he would definitely be beaten.

I saw that Ming Shiyin glanced at Yi Xing, and pursed his thin lips slightly, giving birth to a smile. Ming Shiyin squatted down with a smile, reached out and gently grabbed Xiao Yixing's hand, and said extremely gently, "Come home with me?" ”

With such an elegant smile and gentle words, softer than the wind in March, and warmer than the sunlight in April, Yi Xing actually had a sour nose, crying and nodding frantically, he must have met a god, Xiao Yi Xing thought so.

"Yes, yes, yes! Yi Xing didn't dare to lie, in Yi Xing's heart, Master was the best! Yi Xing frowned anxiously and responded anxiously. I am afraid that his sincerity and loyalty to the master will not be felt by the master.

"Your father treats me well, too." Ming Shiyin said softly, he raised his hand to stroke a strand of silver hair on his sideburns, extremely natural movements, but his gestures were so elegant.

"So Master has seen my father?!" Yi Xing's eyes lit up, and he became more and more excited.