Chapter Thirty-Nine: Where the Lights Shine

The handsome governor choked up. Emperor Yan Sheng just replied to a rebuke on Wan Wan's fold, but he was scolded by Yan Sheng Emperor because the secret guards of the underground gate failed to protect those royal families when Tianlu Temple collapsed.

Compared with the two, he is still more faceless.

Seeing that Wan Wan was about to wipe her mouth past her, the governor finally came to her senses. No, the purpose of his coming over to make a statement of stimulation is not to be more shameless than nothing, his purpose is to compete, compete!

He has a strange personality, and in his heart he tries to learn that only close people can do it. And his relationship with Ming Wanwan is not only not close, but also a little stiff. He always wanted to defeat her once and save the face that he had been swept away by her many years ago. But his personality makes him unable to shoot directly regardless of the original Ming Wanwan.

He can't shoot directly, and he doesn't want to mention it, he still has other methods. For example, the words that pierced her heart. This trick has been tried and tested many times, but he has also been defeated again and again, and he has been defeated again and again.

Today he used this trick again, but he didn't expect it to work, not only did it not work, but the other party also pierced his heart in turn. No, it's not just a heart, it's a face.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable.

The envoy of the Governor of the Earth Gate turned around, stopped in front of Wan Wan in two steps, and said unprecedentedly, "Let's make a move." ”

Wan Wan was stunned. This, this, this...... This complexion! This stance! This is clearly an offer frame.

With the only one she knows, can she beat the Governor of the Dimen? The answer is clearly no. Wan Wan wanted to pretend that she didn't hear this sentence and didn't see this person. She looked at the Governor in front of her, who was poking like a nail, and felt a depression in her chest.

Somehow, at this time, she actually remembered the message in the nameless building that made her laugh secretly for half an hour. Looking at the person in front of him again, there was a burst of admiration in his heart: it was really hard for him to stand so straight.

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Wan Wan's mind, she shook her head generously and refused the other party's appointment, and then added: "I don't use force with injured people." Wait for you to take care of ...... Let's talk about it. ”

She didn't say anything about what to raise, but she looked down at him knowingly. Then he took the golden warbler around him, shook off his steps, and disappeared into the crowd in a few moments.

The Governor made His Excellency feel again: Pierced in the heart! Pierced in the face!

A few days ago, he was practicing at home and smashed a wooden stake with one punch. God knows how the crumbling piece of wood stabbed into his left leg and ...... Buttocks.

How she knew about this kind of intimate matter, the answer is self-evident. He looked around nervously. There are so many people that it is impossible to find out which one is the eyeliner of Tianmen. And he was pretty sure that no one was following him all along.

Then he realized that Tianmen's way of marking people was more than just stalking. More often than not, they will use fast catches, such as inferring from the garbage he has thrown away what he has done that day.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. At this moment, he understood why many courtiers would retreat when they saw Ming Wanwan from afar. It wasn't because of fear, but because there was always a feeling of being undressed in front of her, and there was no privacy at all.

What to do! He didn't want to deal with her head-on anymore.

The Governor of the Earth Gate was messy for a moment, then turned his head to look in the direction in which Wan Wan had disappeared, and the hand in his sleeve slowly tightened into a fist. In front of him, compared to competing with the Heavenly Gate Chief Catcher, what is more important is his status in the heart of the Yansheng Emperor.

The fact that Tianmen put such meticulous effort on him shows that Emperor Yan Shengdi does not trust him. As the leader of the royal secret guard, it is a dangerous thing not to be trusted by the Son of Heaven.

The Governor of the Earth Gate lowered his eyes and stood there silently. His mind was like the water on his side, and he kept spinning all the time.

Wan Wan didn't know what kind of impact her words had on the Governor of the Earth Gate, and she didn't know that she had changed her image in Jin Ying's heart at this moment. In Jin Ying's cognition, only the heroes mentioned by Mr. Storyteller will not teach a lesson because the other party is injured.

What a downrightness, what a mind!

Jin Ying looked at Wan Wan's back with blazing eyes, and only felt that everyone in the world was blind. Where is the lord of her family a fierce god Yaksha, and the lord of her family is clearly a hero. It's exactly what the storyteller said.

And Wan Wan has completely forgotten this little episode, eating and shopping all the way, so happy.

In front of a mask stall, Wan Wan found that the golden warbler, who had not shown much enthusiasm for anything along the way, was full of joy with a mask, but she was reluctant to put it down.

Wan Wan gave Zhaocai and the spatula a holiday today, and each gave them a string of copper coins to ask them to play and enjoy the lanterns. Because she needed Jin Ying's reference to buy clothes and accessories, she took Jin Ying with her. The spatula carried the copper coin and happily went out, but Zhaocai stayed at home because he didn't want to go out.

Seeing Jin Ying's expression at this time, Wan Wan naturally guessed what she was thinking, so she paid for the mask and handed it to her, "I have nothing to do here, go back and find your brother to come out to play." ”

Jin Ying was stunned for a moment, and then went down to Wan Wanfu with sour eyes, "Thank you, slave." ”

This sound attracted the attention of the people around him, and he looked at Wan Wan politely and curiously, and then turned back.

Wan Wan pulled the golden warbler out of here quickly, stopped in a corner and said, "Just call me the eldest lady in the future, go quickly." ”

The fear of Wan Wan in Jin Ying's heart has disappeared for the most part, and the two strands did not tremble at this moment, and the voice did not tremble. It was natural for the blessed body to say, "Yes, big lady." The slave and maid know. Then, taking a few steps back, he turned away.

Wan Wan watched Jin Ying happily disappear into the crowd, first with the joy of being infected by her emotions, and then couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

In a different time and space, she is still alone. Although Forsythia is good to her, she always has a sense of reverence and does not have the intimacy of ordinary friends. As for the relatives she finally had in this life, she did feel the warmth she had dreamed of in a few days of getting along, but after all, the time was too short. It's short like a dream, and it's so short that she hasn't had time to get familiar with Second Master Ming.

Wan Wan walked around. I don't know how long it took, but a large field of fireworks suddenly exploded above the dome.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain.

Wan Wan stood on the corner of the street, looking up at the fireworks that kept blooming in the sky. In the bustling crowd, the procession holding fish and dragon lanterns danced with the music, setting off another burst of laughter and noise.

Out of nowhere, a Kong Ming lantern rose and slowly flew into the sky to reflect the fireworks and stars. Not long after, another Kong Ming lantern rose in the wind, gradually squeezing out the fireworks and dominating the entire sky.

It just so happened that the vendor selling Kong Ming lanterns was walking by Wan Wan, and Wan Wan also bought one, the largest one.

Wan Wan found a secluded spot and lit the lamp. In her previous life and this life, this was the first time she put a Kong Ming lantern, and she felt that she always had to write something on it to make a wish. So he took out the bamboo pen he carried with him and thought about it for a while.

She really has so many wishes that this lamp seems to be impossible to write.

After thinking for a while, Wan Wan raised her hand and wrote a few big words on the lamp: Everything is going well.

This bamboo pen is specially made, and the hollow bamboo tube is filled with ink and blocked by a bracket. To use, simply pull out the lid and gently rotate the bracket on the pen to soak the ink into the nib. This is a must-have for the brocade catchers, and it is usually used to record messages. Therefore, the bracket is very small, and it is most suitable for writing small characters.

But Wan Wan wanted to write big characters at this time, so she simply broke the machine to the maximum. The ink flowed out uncontrollably, and she wrote even faster.

After writing the four big characters, Wan Wan put away the bamboo pen and carefully put the huge Kong Ming lantern into the sky.

She didn't know that when she was doing this, Feng Qingcheng on the stone bridge not far away was looking at her.

At the moment beside her was an old tree, and there were only two or three rabbit lamps hanging on the tree. In front of him was a river of thin ice that shimmered in the lights.

It was a very secluded place. The woman holding the Kong Ming lantern stood under the old tree, like a picture scroll.

Feng Qingcheng discovered for the first time that the facial features of this chief catcher were still very exquisite. Xu was the reflection of the fire in the Kong Ming lantern, Xu was that the environment was too painting, he actually had an illusion, the person under the tree seemed not to be the one he remembered, but another woman he never knew.

However, this illusion immediately dissipated with the wind when his gaze moved to the Kong Ming lantern that was slowly rising.

Look at the handwriting on the lamp, like a wild horse on the loose, like a crazy swimming dragon. One stroke down, good life dripping and domineering.

The words are like their people, and sure enough, this is still the master who always catches it.