Erlang Zhenjun stood in place and was silent for a while, and that silent attitude really made people feel worried. Although he hugged He Yuting with a perfect princess, He Yuting felt like a rabbit cub in a wolf's mouth, and her heart kept trembling. Jiro Zhenjun started to walk again, and instead of going back, he walked forward and walked out of the cafeteria. Ah, there was a pause in the middle, half to the side. He Yuting was overjoyed. But he just found Meat T and Blood Yin in a crowd of wide-eyed onlookers behind him, and told them: "You two will come to my yard in half an hour." ”

Everyone's eyes widened. Everyone's face clearly wrote: a lot can happen in half an hour!

He Yuting's mouth was filled with the taste of bitter yellow lotus.

Meat T and Blood Yin pointed to the tip of their noses and said, "Me?!" ”

Erlang Zhenjun didn't say much, just nodded in confirmation, and then hugged He Yuting's head and left without looking back. He Yuting tried hard to climb on his shoulder, and punched out the exaggerated colloquialism of Meat T and Xueyin, who were getting farther and farther away from him: "Eat, eat, bring, eat!" ”

Meat T spread his hands and replied with the same exaggerated lip shape: No, money! The blood yin standing next to him didn't look at him, he made a wooden face, reached out and slapped him on the back of his bare head. Meat T's shiny and shiny head moved forward wildly, almost biting off half of his tongue; He touched the sore spot and looked at the blood with resentment.

It's over, I'm going to starve to death!

He Yuting hugged Erlang Zhenjun's neck weakly, and the earth-shaking drums sounded in her belly. She couldn't see Erlang's expression, but she could gradually feel that in the gap between the hard armor and the hard armor, Erlang Zhenjun's tight body was softening step by step. He carried her straight back to the courtyard where he lived. It is said to be a courtyard, but in fact, it is more like a pavilion with flying eaves. The three-storey pavilion carved with cornices and beasts is built on a hill, and the peach grove with pink or white flowers stretches all the way up, and a corner of the splendid pavilion can be faintly seen in the gap between the swaying flowers. Erlang Zhenjun held a big living person with a face without blushing or panting, and walked steadily up to the top of the mountain. Only then did He Yuting see the whole picture of the pavilion safely. The first floor is made of massive masonry, while the second and third floors are wooden structures, and the exterior walls of the wooden buildings are painted with white paint and trimmed with gold. Slightly different from the classical pavilions, the rows of windows in this building are wide open and bright. He Yuting's heart moved. She had always liked the abode with large windows and gates, bright and airy, located in a pleasant climate, which was truly the envy of even the gods. I didn't expect that she would have such a dream big house in front of her.

Jiro Zhenjun took her up to the second floor. The main hall on the first floor is empty, almost a passageway, with sturdy sandalwood staircases on each side, and you can smell the light woody fragrance as soon as you enter the room. The second floor is the living room and activity hall that are mainly used for living. A long table was placed in the center, which took up almost half of the space, and a panoramic map was arranged on the table simulating rivers, seas, rivers and mountains, and occasionally some bright spots flew up and jumped from one side of the table to the other. This scene reminded her of a huge map arranged inside the Yulang military camp when she visited it in her previous life. She couldn't help but laugh.

"I didn't expect you to stop being a Celestial General, and you still keep your ......" Soon, she realized what she was talking about and immediately closed her mouth. In his previous life, Yulang didn't want to be a Heavenly Realm General who commanded 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, he just wanted to be a comfortable young master of the fox clan. Especially after the Emperor of Heaven killed his entire clan, he hated this identity even more. led an army that did not belong to him to serve as cattle and horses for the Emperor of Heaven to defend his home and country, but the Emperor of Heaven used all his relatives as blood sacrifices. How does this keep him from pain? Don't hate?

Jiro Zhenjun pretended not to hear and placed her on the chaise longue by the window.

The chaise longue by the window, this is another familiar decoration for He Yuting. He Yuting touched the chaise longue under her body, which was simple but extremely soft and comfortable, and her heart trembled. This is a familiar ornament in her previous life, but she didn't expect it to be placed here by Erlang Zhenjun. The windows were half-opened, and there was almost no end in sight to the endless backyard outside. There are lofty mountains and mountains in the distance, green forests and flowing water nearby, and all kinds of rare and exotic beasts occasionally appear, all of which make He Yuting open her mouth wide in surprise. She looked at the farthest mountain, which had been blurred into a gray shadow, and happened to see a huge gray shadow rising into the sky, its huge wings stretched out, almost obscuring half of the sky. "What's that!" She exclaimed.

Jiro Zhenjun came over to take a look, and only caught a huge tail feather swaying left and right and submerging into the thick clouds. "It's Peng. This guy has been hiding here and sleeping for more than half a month, and he just woke up two days ago. I was still wondering when it was going to go back, but I didn't expect to choose today. You're lucky enough to see the world's largest exotic beast. ”

He Yuting thought of the white tiger that had just emerged from the forest with a big head. When he met He Yuting's eyes, the big white tiger seemed to be startled, and before He Yuting could react, he retracted his head again. Those tiger eyes are full of water, and they look super cute! Let He Yuting never forget. She couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a lot of exotic beasts in this garden?" ”

Erlang Zhenjun thought for a while and replied: "There are not many rare beasts, but many of them are wild beasts and the like. ”

He Yuting choked up. "I just saw a big white tiger...... It can't happen to be the white tiger guarding the west among the four divine beasts, right? ”

"Exactly."

"Are you kidding?" He Yuting's eyes widened. The matter of the White Tiger's main soldiers, only those who often dispatch troops to kill the main battle are happy to worship it. Why is he raising a big white tiger in his backyard?

Jiro Zhenjun smiled. "It only comes over once in a while to rest, so it's okay."

He Yuting pursed her lips, and only he said that it was okay.

"Let's not talk about the White Tiger. Suzaku is still sleeping in that mountain. Erlang Zhenjun pointed to her in the distance, and the mountains were pasted into gray shadows. When he turned his head sideways, he saw her sticking in front of him, squinting his eyes and looking seriously at the towering mountains in the distance, he couldn't help but lean forward and kiss her. The face, which was as white as the unblemished snow, was immediately dyed a faint layer of pink, and it finally looked a little more vibrant. He Yuting glared at him with disgust, thinking that he was just bluffing her closer, but in fact, there was no so-called Southern Vermilion Bird in the mountain at all. Erlang Zhenjun was in a very good mood, he hugged her into his arms and said, "Do you want me to take you over to see Suzaku?" It was an elder of the Suzaku clan, and he happened to pass by here to rest. It's a big bird that can breathe two kinds of flames. A kind of flame can burn the heavens and destroy the earth, and everywhere it goes, there are wars and fires; The other is the Yin Flame, which can help people warm their souls. I see that most of your soul power has been consumed for no reason, and it is difficult to replenish your soul power in a short period of time just by eating and drinking, so why don't you wake up that old finch and use the Yin Flame to solidify your soul for you? lest you accidentally go outside and scatter your soul. ”

The large interior space, which was already quiet, is now even more audible.

He Yuting even stopped breathing. Jiro Zhenjun pinched her nose and said, "Breathe quickly!" She exhaled heavily.

"You, you, you, you......"

"How do I know?" Erlang Zhenjun raised his eyebrows and pulled her over to take a serious look. "You think you can hide this from me?"

He Yuting kept silent.

Anger gradually appeared on Erlang Zhenjun's face, and the force of reaching out to clamp her shoulders also increased. But He Yuting didn't dare to say that it hurt. She looked at her face, and at a glance, she knew that the anger that Jiro Zhenjun had barely suppressed was now rising, and no matter how she explained it, it would hit the barrel of his gun. It's better to simply say nothing than to say more and be wrong.

"Where have you been these three days?"