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"Hey, who are you, do we know each other?"

Staring at the flat-chested men's beauty opposite, Zhao Yan, who had bright eyes, asked with a smile.

"I don't know, but I heard about you, so I decided to come and have a chat with you. ”

The flat-chested men's beauty said.

"Oh, by the way, you are not qualified to know my real name yet, so you can call me - Jian Wenjun. ”

After thinking about it, the flat-chested men's beauty continued.

"Okay, the nickname you gave yourself, Young Master Ben must praise a high-end atmosphere. But the problem is that I don't have the habit of chatting with people who don't even know their names, so what's that...... If you go slowly, you won't send it. ”

Zhao Yan retracted the gaze that fell on people's faces, and the name Jian Wenjun reminded him of the Wenqing girl Zhuo Wenjun, who was taken away by Sima Xiangru and was once the eldest lady, but it was a pity that Young Master Ben couldn't play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

So it seems that in the future, in the carriage, a set of tea cups will be prepared for serving tea to guests.

Zhao Yan thought secretly.

"There were several guys who, like you, refused to talk to me, and I wasn't very good at the time, and their bones are probably completely rotten now. ”

Jian Wenjun looked at Zhao Yan and showed a smile that turned everyone upside down.

Just like Jian Wenjun said in a calm tone, these things he said had indeed happened, and the few people who refused to chat with him all had the same identity - Martial Arts Grandmaster.

"I have to say that it's still broad daylight, and it's not right to tell a scary ghost story – the atmosphere is wrong. ”

The fearlessness of the ignorant made Zhao Yan say step by step,

However, in his heart, Zhao Yan was secretly glad that he had already put the will attribute on 50, otherwise the shallow smile of the Jian Wenjun in front of him would probably be enough for him to pounce on and kneel and lick.

O goddess!

This is the real goddess! Although the chest is really flat, but this kind of thing, you don't need to care about it at all.

Then, the afterglow of Zhao Yan's gaze accidentally swept to Chang Kaishen, who was sitting on the wheel.

Chang Kaishen's resistance to beauties is definitely at least twice as low as Zhao Yan's, and the girl has opened her mouth wide in a daze, and her saliva is dripping.

Shame on you!

What did I think at the time, why did I accept such a humiliating follower?

Even in the early travel novels, because of the slow Internet speed, PS Beauty and the True Goddess saw less, so the protagonists of the novels who were soft-footed shrimp when they saw a girl were not as ashamed as this one, right?

"It's so beautiful! my sister is smiling so beautiful......"

Zhao Yanzheng was secretly thinking, but suddenly heard the little maid Xia Hua, whispering in a drunken voice in his ear.

Well?

Zhao Yan hurriedly turned his head, and saw the little girl Xia Hua, and she also put on a nymphomaniac look.

Hey, I said you're a girl yourself, and you're still a nymphomaniac to another girl?

Zhao Yan felt more and more that there was no place to put his face.

"Heh, the end of the world is just a snap of your fingers, and the glory is just a dream......"

Fortunately, Jian Wenjun was not free to care about the appearance of Chang Kaishen and Xia Hua's little maid, but because of Zhao Yan's indifferent words, he issued a heroic twilight of extreme Wenqing.

"Zhao Erlang, I heard that you want to find a heavenly treasure that can heal the damaged martial arts?"

After re-packing his mood, Jian Wenjun, who looked like a peerless beauty, suddenly opened his mouth and asked again.

Hearing this, Zhao Yan, who was still thinking about what to do in order to get rid of this embarrassing situation as soon as possible, suddenly came to his senses.

"Do you know some information about the treasures of heaven and earth? If so, please tell me, if the situation is true, I will have a good reward in the future!"

Zhao Yan said anxiously, the thirst for information completely overwhelmed the coveting of beauty, making him a gentleman in an instant.

"Before I tell you this, I want to tell you a story. ”

Jian Wenjun took a few steps forward and came to Zhao Yan's carriage, Chang Kaishen, a bald guy who was originally running with his mouth open, jumped up and hid to the side, exposing the ** silk grass root temperament that was not in close contact with the goddess.

Jian Wenjun didn't seem to see this scene, she ignored the height difference between the carriage and the ground, which was nearly half a meter high, and walked onto the wheel leisurely.

Zhao Yan had no choice but to open the curtain and make a hand pickup.

So, Jian Wenjun got into the car and sat down opposite Zhao Yan.

I'll go, what a delicate skin, it's like the finest silk!

The close observation made Zhao Yan have to express such admiration in the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Yan was sure that he had never seen a woman with delicate skin to this extent.

But...... Zhao Yan's gaze shifted downward.

Why is it so flat?

"Once upon a time, there was such a pair of twin brothers, because the elder brother was born a stick of incense earlier than the younger brother, the elder brother became the crown prince who could inherit the imperial power, and the younger brother was secretly sent to the people far away from the capital. ”

Without any greetings, Jian Wenjun began to tell the story, but just after saying a word, he stopped and looked at Zhao Yan, as if waiting for Zhao Yan to express his opinion.

"Oh, that's fate. Zhao Yan really expressed his opinion, standing from the perspective of a bystander who stood and spoke without backache: "In a sense, being secretly sent to the people to raise him is not a kind of protection for this younger brother, so that at least he can live carefree, instead of dying, isn't it?"

"The younger brother grew up slowly among the people, and although he was completely unaware of his noble identity, his noble bloodline brought him unparalleled martial arts talent. At the age of twelve, his younger brother stood out from the crowd and became a young national warrior who was famous for hundreds of miles. The younger brother was full of spirits, thinking that sooner or later he would be able to become a peerless national warrior, a martial arts master, or even a martial saint. ”

Jian Wenjun continued in a slightly deep voice.

"Wow, that's not necessarily a good thing. So next. This younger brother will definitely come into the sight of the prince's elder brother, and then it will be a human tragedy in which the brothers attack each other for the supreme imperial power, right?"

Zhao Yan seemed to be amazed and said, this kind of bloody plot that has been played in the earth world has been played to the home, he is impatient to continue listening.

"Young man, things are more tortuous than you imagined, you have no idea how many conspiracies there are in Lu Dao, and how many people will lose their precious lives because of these two brothers. ”

Jian Wenjun shook his head at Zhao Yan, and he looked at Zhao Yan's eyes as if he was looking at a young and ignorant child.

In the end, the younger brother who broke into the catastrophe was sent to a secret prison by the elder brother himself, but the younger brother also found an opportunity to kill his brother. It was only then that the younger brother learned some hidden truths, and he finally broke free from his hatred and realized how wrong he was. So, the younger brother gave up the throne to his favorite little niece and went into self-exile. ”

When he said this, Jian Wenjun's tone was still calm, but the eyes he looked at Zhao Yan turned into a vague hope: "Zhao Erlang, I heard that you are very good at composing poems, so can you compose a poem to mourn these two brothers?"

"I think I kind of get it. This unexpected ending of the story made Zhao Yan feel very good, so he quickly continued: "I really thought of a poem. ”