Time is of the essence! Ten days, not very short and not very long, Remnant Song Nao didn't have much time to think about it, he didn't go anywhere, and went straight to Death Island overnight.

When he finally arrived on the island three days later, Wang Zhongyin personally came to greet him and said with a smile: "You are our most trusted friend, and you are always welcome to come." Little brother, do you miss the beautiful environment and intoxicating management system of our island? Specially here for sightseeing? Why don't you bring beautiful women around? ”

Remnant Song said bluntly: No, I came here for a blind date.

Wang Zhongyin was slightly stunned, and then laughed and said: "Which girl is so blessed that my little brother has taken a fancy to her, I don't know which girl my little brother has taken a fancy to on our island?" ”

Remnant Song Nao replied simply: red apricot.

Wang Zhongyin was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: Little brother is really a man who speaks fast and stands up to the sky!

Remnant Songzhi smiled awkwardly: I don't know if the red apricot girl is willing?

Wang Zhongyin laughed and said: "Men should get married, and women should get married!" I'll send a flying pigeon to ask me what the red apricot means. Because in our Dead Island there is a custom that carrier pigeons represent family happiness and are mascots, and we all believe in the magic of pigeons. ”

Wang Zhongyin invited Remnant Songzhi to the VIP room to entertain him, and Remnant Songzhi looked into Wang Zhongyin's eyes and asked, "Uncle Wang, do you know the Kongzhi monk in the big temple over there in Xingdu?" It was an old monk who specialized in answering difficult questions. ”

"I know a little about this person, he has a very high level of divine cultivation, he travels all over the world, he does not take refuge in any forces, and he is proud of his talents." Wang Zhongyin said frankly: "I once wanted to take him into Death Island, but he arrogantly said, 'Death Island is still a small land, where can I tolerate the old man', at that time I thought he had some strong backer, so I sent someone to check his details, but found nothing." ”

Wang Zhongyin asked, "What?" Could it be that the little brother has a friendship with him? ”

"One side of the relationship, not friendship." Remnant Songzhi was a little scared, and he lied: "I just think he's a little mysterious, let's inquire." ”

In order to save the lives of Cuiliu Mengzhu and Jin Fengtian, he decided not to reveal the truth to Wang Zhongyin for the time being, and first did what Kong Zhi explained.

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The red apricot in the cave soon received a message from the flying pigeon.

Hongxing got the letter and shouted happily: "Happiness came too suddenly, as if youth hit the waist." ”

Jin Fengtian couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the letter, and she wondered: "Is Brother Songzhi's head caught by the door panel and turned into an idiot again?" ”

Wu Sang read the letter and said angrily: "Wang Zhongyin doesn't want to help me find my son, but he is busy helping his daughter find a son-in-law? I was so disappointed that Hongxing could never leave the cave for half a step. ”

Jin Fengtian rolled his eyes and said seriously: "Sister Wusang, if Hongxing leaves the world in the cave, then I won't stay here anymore, I want to go together." ”

Hongxing hurriedly said: "Then how can I reply to the letter?" Why can't you ask Brother Songzhi to wait outside! ”

Jin Fengtian helped her come up with an idea: "You can say this: I haven't thought about it yet, I have to examine whether this person is a little brainless?" ”

Hongxing glanced at her and replied on the paper, "Leave him on the island!" Father, you can tell the world that when my red apricot comes out of the cave and the world, it will be the day of my marriage to the remnant Songzhi. ”

"Disgusting!" Jin Fengtian said angrily: "You also told the world that the faces of the people in the world have been lost by you!" ”

Wusang said with a smile: The current big girl is on the sedan chair, not half-pushed, but impatient.

"Yes!" Hong Xing smiled happily: Wishful thinking, talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven.......