Moist, breezy, warm sea breeze blows across the sea from east to west, it is the trade wind from the sea. This delicious smell makes people can't help but think of ....seafood. So An Xiaoqi was stimulated by this, and woke up slowly with drool.

The moment he was fallen, it was really not light, his chest was extremely injured, and the two mouthfuls of blood he vomited were bright red in color, which was obviously an internal injury. Although I woke up at this time, I was still panicking in pain, so I had to hold my heart and endure myself, and the back was still hot.... I had to hunch my body, like a shrimp.

A cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and I slowly got used to the pain, but I could bear it. An Xiaoqi took a deep breath and sat up from the bed.

The tragic situation of the mushroom boy is still in front of me - I hope you can survive your life, and if you can't, try to suffer as little as possible. In any case, the road has to grit your teeth and go down, hatred is hidden in your heart, and you can move forward with hatred.

Standing on the ground, it is a house made of bamboo and wood. This house is not big, no more than ten square meters at most, there is only a bed in the room, a small round table, the bamboo and wood burrs are still there, and the palm leaves on the top are piled up randomly, which has no aesthetic sense, which shows the scribbling and simplicity of the whole house. Pushing the door, it can't be opened, and it is clearly a simple cell.

An Xiaoqi glanced at it casually, and then swept the room through, the room was too small, and there was nothing surprising. On the small round table, in addition to the small porcelain kettle and water cup, there is also a large bag of grass wrapped in a blade of grass, bulging. An Xiaoqi looked familiar, stood up from the hardwood bed board, reached out to hold it in his hand, opened it, and saw that it was the bag of cordyceps picked by himself.

"You actually gave this thing back to me, what do you think?"

An Xiaoqi opened the lid of the pot on the table, tasted a little, and found that the porcelain kettle was cold and white, so he poured out a cup, took out a few cordyceps and soaked them in it, and cleaned them slightly. Seeing that there was less soil, he ate it and drank water from the spout of the pot and swallowed it.

Since there is not much white water, it cannot be washed, in fact, even if there is enough white water, it cannot be washed, and it is inevitable to eat a mouthful of sand. It's just that I'm hungry, and I can't care so much. An Xiaoqi vomited while starting to wash again.

After eating a handful of cordyceps and burping, An Xiaoqi stopped and picked his teeth with his fingernails - there was too much sand, and it was even more annoying to exceed the standard of heavy metal.

The direction in which An Xiaoqi was standing was facing the door, and there was a window next to the door. It's a pity that the window position is quite high, like a vent, you can only look at it if you can't reach it, and you can see a cloudless sky and a blue sky from the window.

was intoxicated by the boundless sky, wanting to kick the door hard, but before he could act, the wooden door was opened from the outside with a squeak and singing: a little boy from the mushroom tribe walked in with a plate of fruit, and when he came to the door, he happened to look at An Xiaoqi, and both of them were stunned. Before Xiao Qi could say anything, the little boy of the mushroom clan exclaimed, turned his head and ran out with a plate, shouting as he ran.

"Come on, he's awake, he's awake!"

"Run your uncle, am I a ghost?" The running for his life couldn't help but cause An Xiaoqi to scold.

An Xiaoqi, who wanted to catch up with him, stepped on the hem of his clothes and almost fell. He staggered to his feet, looked down, and saw that he had changed into a bright red cloak with a double ring on his chest, which was the same as that he had peeled off from the boy who hung the southeast branch, but this one was longer and neat, and it was obviously a different set.

What's the matter? Is this a special suit for Young Master Cromwell or what? Soul bindings can't unload this equipment? An Xiaoqi curled up the robe and cloak as much as possible, lest he would trip and fall into a concussion if he couldn't take a step or a half.

Could it be that the little brother just changed it? It can't be that fat aunt, then this loss is big, and the hatred is like an ocean that will never be forgotten! He rolled up his sleeves while pondering, and when he rolled up the robe in his hand, he found the shirt inside, thinking that this is not bad, and he finally doesn't have to fight in the air force inside. Rolled up a few more times, but found a tooth mark on the arm, and the dark scar was vivid: it was a wound that had been bitten by the mushroom Lori before. The tragic situation of the young brother of the mushroom clan was still in front of him, and An Xiaoqi's face couldn't help but darken.

turned the table and was about to step out of the door, but several people came in hula outside the door, forcing An Xiaoqi back to the same place. Looking up, three tall women lined up, blocking out the sun and breeze.

Standing on the left is the fat aunt An Xiaoqi has been in contact with before, whose name should be Linde, that is, the bastard who Xiaoqi hates so much that the roots of his teeth itch. Xiao Qi knows that this guy is an ordinary aunt on the surface, but in fact he is a ruthless executioner, and the thick-backed sword on his back looks mighty, but the most important thing to cut is herself.

The one standing in the middle was a man he had never seen. She was about thirty years old, mediocre in appearance, with long black curly hair, as if it had been permed, and her face was particularly thin, highlighting a pair of ultra-high cheekbones that could kill her husband. Like Aunt Linde, she was dressed in a black tight leather suit, but she didn't carry a blade. This woman is not amazing, but her temperament is very shrewd and capable, her eyes are burning, and she exudes an invisible aura when she stands there, which makes people know at a glance that she is the leader of the three. This kind of white-boned temperament makes An Xiaoqi can't help but think of those strong women in the workplace on the earth - it is too similar.

The one on the far right, however, was hidden in the light of Aunt Linde and the White Bone Spirit, dim and almost invisible. She bowed her head slightly, and rubbed her hand against a pendant on her chest, which was a pendant in the shape of a small bird, which was very delicate and lovely. She was wearing a beige tight-fitting suit, her hands and feet were exposed, and judging from her skin color, she was not Caucasian, but a yellow race like An Xiaoqi.

The white bone spirit looked An Xiaoqi up and down, ignoring his injuries, staring at the yellow woman on the far right with her head bowed, her face indifferent pointed at Xiaoqi, and her voice was extremely sonorous and powerful.

"Do you know that he is Cromwell of your Black Lark family?"

When the yellow woman heard this, she looked up at An Xiaoqi, and then Xiaoqi saw her appearance clearly. This woman is about fifty years old, older, gentle-looking, and has the kind of aunt next door. It's just that there is a scar on the face, which destroys this temperament and looks a little fierce. Although she is the oldest, her status seems to be the lowest: standing in place, her eyes are cowering, wandering around, she only glanced at An Xiaoqi, then lowered her head, nodded, and her voice was inaudible.

"Yes....he's Master Cromwell. ”

"It's a fart!" As soon as she finished speaking, the white bone spirit didn't say anything, and Aunt Linde on the side grabbed it, kicked the yellow woman in the chest like a vicious dog, kicked her to the ground, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out of Lao Gao. An Xiaoqi took a step back quickly, so that he didn't splash on his body, but his heart lifted.

The white bone spirit squatted down, pulled her hair, pulled her head high, and faced An Xiaoqi's direction, her tone was still flat, but she was word-by-word.

"What you are challenging is the majesty of the entire Silver Leaf Grass Family, I advise you to see clearly before speaking. ”

"He's not... It's not Master Cromwell, I don't know him!" Aunt Huang couldn't resist the huge mental pressure anymore, and shouted out in horror, shouting out the truth, and exposing herself to broad daylight.

The white bone spirit walked two steps, walked in front of An Xiaoqi, and stretched out his hand as if he wanted to ** Xiaoqi's head; The white bone spirit withdrew his right hand in disbelief, and asked in a gentle tone wrapped in terrible emotions, "Then who are you, young man, and do you know Cromwell's whereabouts?"

Every time the white bone spirit asked, An Xiaoqi shook his head, although the white bone essence's complexion did not change, but the yin in his eyes was accumulating more and more, almost overflowing.

As her breath changed, the atmosphere in the room also changed, an invisible pressure shrouded in place, and the atmospheric pressure seemed to increase several times out of thin air, and the breath was so thick that it almost crushed people. The aunt and the yellow woman overflowed with cold sweat on their foreheads, frightened by this terrifying aura, but An Xiaoqi didn't realize it, the plug-in of 'no evil invasion' was really extraordinary.

Although Aunt Linde and the White Bone Spirit belong to the same third-level master, due to the difference in bloodline, they are still inevitably suppressed to the point of sweat, but although she is afraid of the White Bone Spirit, she is even more afraid of missing the Lord's major event, so she shakes up her spirit and stops the White Bone Essence and says: "Grace, the time arranged by the Lord is close at hand, whether it is right or wrong....we can't kill him!"

The white bone spirit glanced at her, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said casually: "I know this better than you - you idiot, you are not doing things well, you have caught the wrong person, and I have to make amends for you." If it weren't for the head of the family who still needed you, I would have to clean you up!"

Linde's heart was blocked, and he was very displeased. Secretly said that even if you are the head of the family, Lao Tzu is just a mixed meal, and the left and right are just taking money to do things and working for others, so you can be so harsh?

Although he was slanderous in his heart, Linde was submissive on his face and said yes again and again. When the white bone spirit's breath stabilized, he couldn't help but distinguish: "The E3002 continent is too vast, even if it is only a small part of it, it is amazingly large. With our twenty or so squads and the waste of black larks, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. It's not easy for us to find a replacement with similar conditions, and if he is wrong, who would dare to expose it?"

Bai Gujing knew that his tone was fierce, and he was a little speechless, but he couldn't pull his face to apologize to his subordinates, but his tone naturally relaxed: "Let's talk about it if we can pass it." ”

Secretly planning the gains and losses, the white bone spirit knew very well that Linde's calculation was right: now, it was nominally a cooperative marriage, but the fact was that the Black Skylark family rushed to ask the Silver Leaf Grass family to use the little master of the Black Skylark to marry the young lady of the Silver Leaf Grass as his wife, so as to earn a fortune for the family. In this case, the little master of the black lark actually eloped with the guards, which is simply the biggest scandal in recent years! If it is known, I don't know how long it will be teased by the aristocratic circles - for the honor of the two families, this matter cannot be exposed even if it is dead.

Besides, the wedding date has been determined, and if it is delayed, it will miss the major event of the head of the family, which will be a catastrophe. Now that there is a top vat, whether he is true or not, as long as the engagement ceremony is completed, the rest of the things will not affect the overall situation.

For everyone, he has to be Cromwell!

As for the danger of being exposed, there is almost no need to think about it, after all, who would be so stupid? The Black Lark Family? Their young master eloped with someone, such a big scandal, how could they take the initiative to lift the table and go to the stinky street; Silver Leaf Grass? They want the name of the wedding, as long as it is the 'Cromwell' young master, then everything is easy to say, and they will dig up their own scars when they are crazy.

As for the remaining insiders, they are all vested interests, and they will not take the initiative to talk nonsense. For example, aunt and hook nose. Even the real 'Cromwell' would have been happy to see it happen if he hadn't been hanged in the mushroom forest! And if he had known that there was such a thing, no one would have to die at all!

The white bone spirit who had already made up his mind rubbed his hands and walked back, and his tone was a little angry: "It's a pity that the time is too urgent, but it's cheaper for that pair of dog men and women!"

Aunt Linde also echoed the curse from the bottom of her heart. An Xiaoqi pursed his lips, feeling that this guy in front of him could be buried in a pit, and it was too completely rotten from his body to his soul!

The white bone spirit squatted down in front of the yellow woman again, lifted her up, patted her bloodstained face, and asked with a smile, "Come, let's do it again." Tell me, is he Master Cromwell?"

The yellow woman didn't dare to resist, and ate Linde's blow, and she is still delirious. She shook her head, and then nodded desperately as if she had just woken up from a dream: "Yes, he is Master Cromwell, I can prove it!"

The white bone spirit and Aunt Linde glanced at each other, and laughed, and their hearts were nothing more than that. The white bone spirit looked at An Xiaoqi, his tone was calm and kind, but with an unquestionable taste.

"From this moment on, you are a member of the Yan Clan, the famous Black Skylark Family, Young Master Cromwell, don't forget. Otherwise, I would not hesitate to prove it with your own life. ”

What the hell black lark, do you know who I am? I will scare you to death if I say it! I am the small boss of the dignified Qingwolf Mountain Farmhouse, the only successor of the previous boss, and the representative of the labor class! An Xiaoqi secretly said that you are all scum. A noncommittal smile of contempt was understood as a hateful acquiescence, and a potential deal was made, and he had the identity of 'Master Cromwell' on his face.

"As a marriage partner, you are going to marry Miss Hannah of the Silver Leaf Grass family, and from now on, you must serve Miss Hannah, who is the most beloved daughter of the head of the family. ”