"It's enough to have a lot of love. God has the virtue of a good life, if there is really any change, Zhong Aiqing is still important to save his life, and he will not think about me. I don't complain to you! Liu Peiyu looked solemn, finished speaking solemnly, drank the tea, and said, "Yang Aiqing, in the second round of today's league, I want to go and see the chess players——"

Yang Muzhe forgot to answer, and he secretly wiped his tears with the sleeves of his robe like Baiguan.

……

Long Yuan arrived at the square outside the royal restaurant, Liu Peiyu got out of the car, and 10,000 people bowed.

Liu Peiyu's sharp eyes crossed the thousands of people, and captured the image of a maverick middle-aged man for the first time - He Zhenyu.

In the whole square, he is the only one who stands like a mountain. The rising sun reflected on He Zhenyu's thin face, making him even more dazzling.

The facial features have changed, the complexion has changed, and the only thing that has not changed is the arrogance of being outstanding and self-respecting. There has never been a shortage of people in this world who look down on everything, but there is no second person in the world who is so resolute and so uncompromising and so incomprehensible, except for He Shaoyou, Liu Peiyu can't find a second person.

Without any extra words, Liu Peiyu can conclude that the person in front of him, who is unwilling to bend his waist and break his eyebrows, must be He Shaoyou, who was born in the He Men case back then.

The two people who looked down on all beings in their respective realms exchanged thousands of emotions and thoughts in a moment when they looked at each other.

"Mr. He Zhenyu, the chess player of the Go country!" Yang Muzhe introduced Liu Peiyu kindly.

"Mr. He, this is the Holy Lord of the Orange Kingdom!"

He Zhenyu didn't even save the salute, and only threw out a cold sentence: "Got it!"

Liu Peiyu didn't say anything, only smiled indifferently, first turned around and said "flat" to the chess fans in the square, and then strode towards the Royal Restaurant.

Liu Peiyu's self-cultivation surprised He Zhenyu, if it was three years ago, he shouldn't have been angry, but why does he seem so peaceful now?

……

Liu Peiyu walked to the front of the Royal Restaurant, and saw Xiao Yachen watching the league table in front of the door, he asked the people around him not to disturb her, but just patiently looked at the little genius.

Xiao Yachen turned around and suddenly saw Liu Peiyu, but was about to bow down but was supported by Liu Peiyu.

"Excuse me!"

"Why don't you bring more soldiers with you? How dangerous this is! ”

"I'm here to see the chess players, not to scare them."

"Shengshang, the second prince invited the second brother, Brother Xiaofan, Brother Wenbo, and Uncle to the birthday banquet, will the Holy Lord go too?"

"This is natural, on the birthday of the second prince, if I don't show up as a brother, I'm afraid I can't say it, right?" Liu Peiyu said with a smile.

Xiao Yachen pulled Liu Peiyu aside and whispered in his ear: "Holy and relieved, the second brother and Brother Xiaofan said that they would swear to protect you, and Yachen will protect you!"

Liu Peiyu sighed in her heart for the loyalty of the Xiao family and the Han family, thinking about how these weak Sven people could compete with the extraordinary Dong Mingyuan, saying that it was just an escort to die in vain.

Liu Peiyu stared at Xiao Yachen's big eyes, her eyes were extremely warm and soft, and she solemnly explained: "Xiao Yachen, tell your second brother that you are the treasure of the Orange Country, it is best not to go to the banquet, run away in case of danger, if you are here, the hope of the Orange Country is there!"

Xiao Yachen said aloud with tears: "The saint is the greatest treasure of the Orange Kingdom!" Xiao Yachen is trying his best to fight the bad guys to the end! ”

Liu Peiyu was moved when she heard this, suppressed her inner ups and downs, and walked into the hall holding Xiao Yachen's hand......

……

On a wide yellow mud road somewhere in the Orange Kingdom, two horses galloped side by side, and immediately the figures of men and women flew over, and the two swords were intertwined.

The man on horseback, not confused, dressed in a white power suit, tall and handsome, heroic and heroic.

The woman on horseback, in the year of peach and plum, is wearing a black power suit, bright eyes and bright teeth, and the charm is extraordinary.

The two of them walked with swords and dragons, and the light place was like a flying swallow sweeping the waves, and when it was powerful, it was like a thunder that broke the night.

"Shan'er and Dad have fought all the way, but it's not enough!" The speaker was Sword Saint Ye Zhengming.

"Not enough, not enough! Sooner or later, Shan'er will have to refresh her father's swordsmanship ranking! Ye Jishan said confidently.

When the two spoke, the movements of their hands did not relax, and Ye Jishan became more and more fierce, like a fierce leopard. Ye Zhengming's fighting spirit gradually faded, and he suddenly slowed down his horse and put away his sword.

"Shan'er stop, Dad remembers something, let's talk for a while."

Hearing this, Ye Jishan also slowed down his horse's speed, quickly put the sword into the sheath, and asked, "Dad is honest, can Shan'er's swordsmanship be improved?"

Ye Zhengming sincerely praised: "I have made a lot of progress, and the gap between Feng'er and you should widen again!"

Ye Jishan protected Ye Jianfeng: "Dad is here again!" If Yuhang practices his strength well, he may be stronger than Shan'er. ”

Father and daughter rode side by side on horseback. Ye Zhengming's tiger eyes swept towards Ye Jishan, and suddenly asked, "What does Shan'er think of Han Xiaofan?"

Ye was stunned for a moment, turned his eyes to the willow who was budding on the side of the road, and said in a low voice: "Why did Dad suddenly ask about him?"

Ye Zhengming looked up at the sky and scolded hatefully: "Where is Xiao Ran's immodest flowery radish worthy of my Shan'er, if it weren't for seeing him loyal to the monarch and loving the people, your father would have done it with him a long time ago!"

"Dad—you're cursing again!" Ye Jishan's eyes widened in anger.

"Okay, dad won't talk about this pervert, dad will talk about Xiaofan. I can't imagine that Han Jingpeng and Wang Yuhuan, who are two or five big and three thick, can create such a peugeot and delicate young man! ”

"Daddy! Uncle Han and Aunt Wang are as unbearable as you say? Are you so hurtful? ”

"Nonsense, Dad is obviously praising people, Xiaofan is really handsome!" Ye Zhengming said and took out a piece of paper from his pocket and glanced at it. When Ye Jishan reached out to grab it, he was already quickly placed at his side.

"Shan'er wants to see it!"

"Xiaofan wrote it to his father, the secret of our grandfather and son!" Ye Zhengming decisively put the letter in his pocket.

"He wrote to you behind my back!"

"If he wants to marry you, he can't pass the father's hurdle first? Your mother left early, although Jianfeng's mother loves you, but in the end, there is a layer of separation, and you have to rely on your father to Zhang Luo for you! Dad found someone to combine the two of you, and they all helped each other—"

"Shan'er, he hasn't passed this level yet!" Ye Jishan was bored, and Lieutenant General Lai flew out with two darts, hitting two slender willow branches on the side of the road.

"Dad will not be wrong with the person who sees it, he plays chess well, writes well, looks good, and the most rare thing is that he has a good vision, have you ever seen a more perfect man than Xiao Fan in the world?"

"Perfect?" Ye Jishan pouted, "I won't fight!" Fighting only steps on people's toes! If you have the ability to kill a wicked person, let's take a look! ”

"Girl, you are stupid, he can't fight, don't you just cure him to death! If you dare to be half-hearted, you will beat him all over the ground to find teeth! ”

"Dad, do you teach your children like this! Our sword training is used to deal with bad guys! Have you forgotten how you taught Shan'er when you were a child? ”

"You feel sorry for beating him?"

"Cut, who feels sorry for him!"

"Don't fool me, your eyes lit up when you talked about him, and your eyeballs were about to fly out!"

"Who let go and who flew out?" Ye Jishan flew out two more darts, looked at the geese in the sky, and didn't feel sluggish.

"Shan'er, we're falling behind, hurry up and chase after us!"

"Okay!"

The father and daughter rode their horses wildly, and the road under the setting sun suddenly rolled up with billowing dust......