As soon as An Chengluo entered the dormitory, Xie Fei followed in through the window, Xiao Qizi was startled by this strange guy who didn't go through the main door, and looked at Xie Fei with a nervous expression.

"Let's get out." An Chengluo raised his hand to signal, Xiao Qizi was stunned, then bent down and saluted, exited the dormitory, and secretly glanced at Xie Fei before closing the door.

"Master......" Xie Fei paused, pursed his lips and said, "You can't stay until night." ”

An Chengluo poured himself a cup of tea, poured another cup and pushed it in front of Xie Fei, and said lightly: "Since when do you need to make decisions for this king?" ”

"Xie Fei doesn't dare." Xie Fei lowered his head slightly, and continued: "In the eyes of the killer, the target is destined to be a dead thing, so he will definitely not be emotional about his target, the master is happy with a killer, but he is afraid that he will be miserable in the end, as a subordinate of the master, he should put the master first." It's not a good match at night, please think twice. ”

An Chengluo was silent and took a sip of tea.

Whether it is a good match or not, the apocalypse has already reminded him.

Since the apocalypse says that she is a good match, then she is a good match. Although An Chengluo doesn't like his fate to be dictated by others, the Apocalypse is his best help, and he wants to explore the mysterious origin of the Apocalypse, so he has to follow it.

"The king knows that you are out of loyalty, and what to do is the king has his own measure, and you should do your own thing." An Chengluo smiled faintly, raised his finger and pointed to the cup of tea in front of Xie Fei.

The color of the tea in the cup is clear, the color is emerald green, and a faint fragrance wafts out, which refreshes the heart and spleen.

Xie Fei picked up the teacup and drank it all.

An Chengluo shook his head helplessly and funny, and said, "Tea is not drunk like this, tea has to be tasted slowly." ”

Xie Feiran smiled and said, "Naturally, I can't pay more attention to the master, for me, tea is to quench my thirst." ”

"How long have you been following this king?" An Chengluo looked at the teacup in his hand carefully and asked suddenly.

"Fifteen years, more than that." Xie Fei was also a little abrupt.

"Fifteen years, time flies so fast." An Chengluo sighed slightly.

"Yes."

That year, An Chengluo was ten years old and Xie Fei was fourteen years old.

In the palace of Emperor An Xian, they met for the first time, and at that time Xie Fei was in a row of twenty guards, which was not conspicuous.

On the contrary, the skinny Xie Fei is not favored among many Praetorian Guards, he is an orphan of the battlefield, he grew up in the barracks since he was a child, and later by chance, in the Praetorian Guard selection competition, he joined the Praetorian Guard with very low results.

The Praetorian Guard is Emperor An Xian's personal guard, responsible for guarding the palace, Emperor An Xian has abdicated at that time, Emperor An Xian knows that he does not have the sage to govern the country, so he passed the throne to his son, that is, the current Emperor An Ren, who lived a life of enjoyment in the palace.

An Chengluo was taken to the palace of the Emperor Taishang at the age of eight, and has been following the Emperor since he was eight years old, and he is a very optimistic and kind old man.

"Baby grandson, the imperial grandfather wants to pick a few personal guards for you, but the imperial grandfather will also ask for the opinion of the widow's precious grandson, these people in front of you, you can pick whoever you want." The Emperor Taishang rubbed An Chengluo's little head, pointed to the Praetorian Guards standing in a row, and said with a smile.

An Chengluo raised his head slightly, looked at the Emperor Taishang with sparkling eyes, and said with a smile: "The grandson can pick anyone, so can the grandson not choose?" The emperor's grandfather will pick it for his grandson. ”

"These are all picked by the imperial grandfather for you, the imperial grandfather asked you to pick again, who you think is good, we will pick whomever you want." The Emperor stroked his beard and laughed.

An Chengluo was silent, glanced at the twenty people in front of him, and finally pointed with his little hand, and said happily: "Just him." ”

The Emperor Taishang frowned slightly, squatted down, and asked, "Why did you pick the weakest one?" ”

An Chengluo waved his hand and said: "Grandson doesn't think he's weak, how can there be weak people in the imperial grandfather's Praetorian Guard, grandson picks him because he is the youngest, and he is similar to grandson. ”

The Emperor Taishang said angrily: "The ancients? Which ancient man said this? How come the widow hasn't heard of it? ”

An Chengluo playfully stuck out his tongue, so he wouldn't say that this ancient man was made up by him temporarily.

The Emperor Taishang was angry and funny, and rubbed his little head dotingly, he was really a little ghost.

"Not listed yet?" The Emperor Taishang turned his head to the little guard and shouted angrily.

Although this is not the best candidate in his heart, since his precious grandchildren like it, then let him be.

"Subordinates Xie Fei, knock to see the emperor, knock to see the master." The expressionless little janissary stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, and saluted.

The title of An Chengluo is no longer the eleventh prince, but the master.

From the moment he knelt down, his master, the only one he obeyed, An Chengluo.

Seeing this, the Emperor Taishang stroked his beard with great relief, and he was not too stupid.

"Let's be flat."

"Emperor Xie." Xie Fei answered, then stood up, and quietly walked to An Chengluo and stood behind.

The unchosen Praetorian Guards cast envious glances at Xie Fei.

How many people have been poor all their lives, just to be able to serve beside these nobles who were born with a golden soup spoon.

became the secret guard of the eleventh prince, so naturally he became the confidant of the eleventh prince, and he was a celebrity in front of the eleventh prince, and his status naturally rose, but he was no longer comparable to a small Praetorian Guard.

"Baby grandson, look ......" The Emperor Taishang looked at the remaining nineteen people again, and wanted An Chengluo to pick a few more, but An Chengluo jumped out suddenly, distanced himself from the Emperor, wrinkled his nose and said: "Grandpa Huang, grandson doesn't want to choose, grandson thinks one is good, grandson doesn't like too many people to follow." ”

Seeing this, the Emperor Taishang smiled and said dotingly: "Okay, it's all up to you." ”

An Chengluo grinned, beckoned to Xie Fei, and asked with a smile, "Do you have anything to pack?" If not, accompany me to catch crickets, let's go catch crickets for the emperor's grandfather to play. ”

When the Emperor Taishang heard this, his eyes widened, and he said: "Grandpa Huang doesn't play with crickets anymore, and besides, you are a dignified prince, how can you catch crickets, and you are not afraid of passing on jokes to your other brothers." ”

"Subordinate...... Subordinates can catch crickets for the eleventh prince. Xie Fei said timidly.

"No, the imperial grandfather said he wouldn't play with crickets." An Chengluo crossed his hands on his waist and snorted angrily.

Xie Fei was worried in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse to be chosen by the eleventh prince today.

But who would have thought that fifteen years have passed in a flash, and he is no longer the timid little guard he was back then, and An Chengluo is no longer the naughty and playful eleventh prince back then.