Just as the two of them were confused, the gate of the garden opened.

"Who is shouting at the princess's door?" An urn-sounding inner prison with six guards with gold armor and silver spears behind him, Princess Jiang Guochang is really pompous! It's just that after seeing the richest man, the impatient face immediately changed, and it was really condescending, which made people laugh.

"Seventh Prince, why are you here?"

When the richest man saw his acquaintance, he hurriedly whispered to Jiang Ying: "If there is anything, let's talk about it later, and accompany me to give the gift first." Seeing that Jiang Ying was noncommittal, he was relieved:

"Supervisor Chen, have you forgotten the rules? I have entered the immortal gate, don't be commensurate with the status of mortal. Just call me 'the richest man'! ”

"Ah, yes, yes, I've seen the richest man, but I don't know who this is......" The inner supervisor looked at Jiang Ying, who was not worried, and Jiang Ying rolled his eyes: Jin Dan is not, and he still dares to call himself a real person?

"She's ...... Will welcome a real person, my Xianmen friend. Jiang Ying's brows jumped when he heard this, he wouldn't know, right......

"Two real people, please come in, Seventh Prince, the princess must be very happy to know that you are back!"

"Supervisor Chen, are you too old to retire?" The richest man was speechless, dragging Jiang Ying to walk with Chen Neijian to the courtyard, and said flatteringly: "Will welcome the real person!" Shall I give you a name? I also used Zhuang Sheng's allusions, my aunt liked this tone the most! ”

Speaking of names, Jiang Ying felt that he had been deceived: "Why did you lie to me that you don't have a name?" I still call you the richest man! ”

"I really don't have a name, I am called the Seventh Prince at home, and I am called the Eighth Prince in Heshoufeng." The richest man has two hands, these can't be considered names, right? "But my name is Jiang Shoufu, the richest man!"

Jiang Ying thought to herself: What do I have to do with a background board character?

The two were introduced to a high platform on the water, surrounded by bead curtains, green and green, jingling, the most elegant and infinite.

In a chaise longue made of purple gold sandalwood in Taichung, there is a delicate beauty lying lazily on it and looking at the book in her hand seriously, her skin is like clotted fat and her hair is like brocade. Her limbs are stretched and her clothes are free and easy, but it does not affect her noble aura.

The whole person is like a lazy and unguarded fox, waiting for the prey to let down its guard and approach.

Seeing that this female bodhisattva who boldly showed herself was surrounded by servants and internal eunuchs who were squatting and serving with their heads down, Jiang Yingyi was puzzled: This eldest princess is free enough to soak in Ji soup in her own garden?

She didn't notice the way the Eighth Senior Brother beside her was about to drop his eyes to the ground.

"Auntie, aunt!" His lips trembled, and he couldn't believe that the beauty in front of him was his aunt he hadn't seen in ten years.

"What are you learning to call?" Jiang Ying was really dissatisfied with him, but when he turned his head, he saw the "unbelievable" in his eyes!

In the next second, she realized that the delicate female bodhisattva in front of her was the eldest princess of Jiang Guo, Jiang Ling, who had passed the age of flowers!

"I've seen the eldest princess!" Cultivators don't practice mortal gifts, so Jiang Ying just quickly arched his hand.

Jiang Ling lazily looked away from the book: "Xiao Qi is back, and he brought friends?" "The voice is a vicissitudes that do not match the appearance.

"Auntie, it's time to call your nephew the richest man! She is my sister and will welcome real people. When the richest man replied, he seemed to have a lot of questions, but after all, he didn't declare them.

Jiang Ling listened and looked at Jiang Ying faintly, but she didn't look into her eyes, as if she was just reminiscing:

"The saint's heart is like a mirror, he will not welcome, he should not hide, so he can win things without hurting. This real person has a good name. ”

Speaking in her slightly desolate tone, it tastes like reading a thousand sails.

Jiang Ying really didn't know that his name could be explained like this, so he only thanked him lightly.

Staying with the handmaid's hand, Jiang Ling walked to the richest man step by step: "I know you have a lot of doubts, don't worry, your aunt and I are just like you, and I have devoted myself to cultivation." ”

The richest man and Jiang Ying glanced at each other, and the two exchanged opinions at the speed of light:

Practice? The Jin Dan period can only affect her appearance, not to mention that she has no spiritual root at all! There is a fraud in this matter!

Let's see if there's anything else wrong.

"The eldest princess is actually a fellow believer. This time, the senior brother asked for it, just to return this piano to its original owner, and the best magic weapon, the two of us also took a lot of effort. ”

Jiang Ying took out the bamboo qin from the ring, and in less than a moment, it was held in Jiang Ling's hand. I saw her carefully rubbing the texture on the bamboo drum and the simple board, and after confirming that it was the one she was thinking of, she put the bamboo qin against her forehead and whispered, a spiritual power cyclone appeared around her body, and there was a faint fragrance.

Jiang Ying and the richest man glanced at each other in surprise, and took two steps back at the same time.

"Has she really cultivated her spiritual power?"

"Do you smell familiar?"

Before the two made eye contact, they heard Jiang Ling shouting angrily: "Where are you?" She looked at the two of them with anger in her eyes, and repeated, "Where is the elixir in the piano?" ”

At this moment, the spiritual power surrounding her swept left and right, blowing up pieces of bead curtains, and gathered behind Jiang Ling, swaggering like a fluffy long tail!

The richest man pressed Jiang Ying, who was about to summon the ivy whip, and explained with a smile:

"Auntie, Jiuwen's grandfather passed away the month before last, and when we went to get the bamboo qin, we were plotted by other monks, the bamboo qin was originally destroyed, and I haven't seen any elixir, but I will Yingzhen know that I want to give it to my aunt, and I sacrificed my magic weapon to repair the bamboo qin."

Jiang Ling listened to his words, and the tail of spiritual power gradually disappeared invisibly: "Master, he is dead?" He won't want to see me again until he dies......"

The richest man supported the sad Jiang Ling, and the unfamiliar slippery touch on his hand made him hairy: "Auntie, Grandpa Jiuwen originally took away the bamboo qin in the hope that you could let go of the past, and now that my nephew has returned it to you, I hope you can let it go from the bottom of your heart, although I don't know why you started to cultivate, but I think you can stop for a while, Jiang Guo needs an aunt." ”

Jiang Ling was immersed in her own world, her beautiful eyes like water were empty, and she fell into memories again: "You don't understand, if it weren't for that elixir, I would never ...... with him; If I don't have that elixir, what will I do if I cultivate? ”

The attendants around him had already retreated, Jiang Ying was the only one present who was confused, what were they talking about? The past of this princess Jiang Guo is nothing more than having a leg with the head of the Invite Immortal Sect, but now she has obviously taken some shortcuts to have spiritual power.

"But thank you to the real person, I can feel that there is the power of the spirit vine on the bamboo qin, if there is no this power, I am afraid it cannot be called a magic weapon, when I find the person who won the pill, everything will be able to come true."

Jiang Ling saluted, as if she had controlled her thoughts.

"Auntie, she already knows about her cousin, her cousin's good friend in the door always bullies her, she is willing to help us, we have to thank people." After the richest man finished speaking, he squeezed his eyes at Jiang Ying, as if he was asking for credit.

"Is there such a thing? I told him many times to break off love and love him...... Alas, I will welcome a real person, I have gained a lot of good things in the past ten years, and you can take them at your disposal. ”