Ling Or glanced at Xie Zhao helplessly.

That's her, she always speaks like this, she is not taboo, and there is no taboo at all.

Han Changsheng scratched his head, and his face was praised as comfortable as a spring breeze.

He cleared his throat, nodded very reservedly, and pretended, "That...... Although Ah Zhao, your evaluation of me is very pertinent and very insightful, and I myself agree very much.

However, for the time being, you still have to regain your infinite admiration and admiration for me, and the first problem we have to tackle together is ......"

Han Changsheng glanced at the gate of the Shen Mansion, and the meaning was obvious-

Whether they can enter this door or not, how can they get in?

And how to enter, in order to be regarded as entering decently, calmly, without faults, and getting what you want?

It's a conundrum.

Who knew that Xie Zhao waved his hand slightly, so that he had a calm demeanor of scolding Fang Xuan.

"What's so hard about that?"

Han Changsheng looked at her suspiciously.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had a trace of reason in his heart at this time, he would almost blurt out - "Ah Zhao, when is it?" Is this your time to brag about beeping"?

Xie Zhao seemed to see through the doubts in his eyes at a glance, so he swept him with his eyes very disdainfully.

She fumbled around in her pockets, as if she was rummaging for something.

Han Changsheng hesitated, "Ah Zhao, aren't you catching lice?" ”

He took two steps back suspiciously, away from Xie Zhaosheng's side, and muttered:

“...... It shouldn't be, you are a martial arts practitioner in the Golden Yao Realm, it stands to reason that as long as you break through the Spiritual Sense Realm, you should be dust-free. ”

"Fuck off."

Xie Zhao rolled his eyes silently, but the speed of rummaging through things in his hands was not affected by him at all.

Finally, from the corner of her body, she found a small, black, buried object that looked like a ring in the shape of a ring.

But what exactly is that, Han Changsheng is also suspicious and not sure.

- Forgive him, it's really not true.

After all, that thing is dirty, it is almost like Xie Zhao's "dog stick", and I don't know if the outside is covered with mud or rust, and the shape is very abstract and unsophisticated.

- Of course, Xie Zhao, the master, is obviously not very particular, and he can't expect her things to be so exquisite.

She was very unparticular and used her sleeve to rub and rub on the ring very perfunctorily.

You could tell she was trying to rub it out. But apparently, it seems that she failed.

However, Xie Zhao has always been very good at self-comfort and poor happiness, and only listened to her whisper to comfort herself:

“...... It's a little dirty, but it shouldn't hurt to think about it, right? ”

Han Changsheng's expression was hideous.

No......

Where can this thing be compared with the word "Daya"?

However, fortunately, Xie Zhao didn't take care of him, and she happily walked up a few steps down the steps under the gaze of Ling He and Han Changsheng.

Then, he stood in front of the gate of the Shen Mansion again.

- Not to mention, if you ignore her poor, sour robe that is washed and worn with a few patches, and just look at her back, figure, and bearing, it is still very intimidating.

The next moment, Xie Zhao raised his hand.

"—knock knock."

There was another knock on the door.

Han Changsheng wanted to speak and stopped.

"-Hey, you're ......"

- What are you doing here......

Or let's think again?

Xie Zhao has a kind of momentum that wants to do it immediately, his eyes are empty, and he is willing to do it, and that momentum is always true, which makes him feel frightened and pinch a cold sweat.

So much so that Han Changsheng was always stunned by this little Jin Yao realm, how could he be so brave?

Xie Zhao waved his hand, smiled and groaned without a face, "Don't talk, you don't care about the beauty." ”

Han Changsheng was speechless, and immediately turned his head to look at Ling He.

Meaning...... You don't care?

Then, he saw Ling He leaning aside, raising his eyebrows, looking like he had been quiet for years.

Get!

If you don't care about it, then he doesn't care!

He also poked and poked in his heart: Look at Ling or ...... How calm? How calm? The emperor is not in a hurry, he is a eunuch-

- Ah no, he's not in a hurry as a young master!

"-Squeak."

The door of the Shen Mansion Courtyard opened twice and opened again.

The porter opened the door of the mansion through a narrow gap, and when he saw that it was still the three people who called the door before, he couldn't help frowning subconsciously.

"Girl, didn't you say it? My lord is not in the house, you are-"

Xie Zhao smiled and stretched out his hand forward, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, he first stuffed the things in his hand into the palm of the porter's palm.

The porter was actually a soldier of Tianchen and a disabled veteran who retired from the field.

His identity was easy to identify—not only because of his extraordinarily piercing eyes, but also because he stood as straight as a javelin, despite having one leg empty.

This is a terrifying momentum that can only be cultivated after the bloody rain and bloody wind on the battlefield.

Xie Zhao looked at him very pleasing to the eye, but he also had a bit of sympathy for the same disease - after all, she had been lame before, and she was still lame with both legs at the same time.

"Uncle, we are not trying to embarrass you. That's the one just now, this is the old thing of Lord Shen, please ask the uncle to present it to the lord of your mansion. If Lord Shen is still not in the mansion at that time, we will not bother again. ”

When Han Changsheng heard this, he immediately said, "Huh? "Yes.

He hurriedly took two steps forward, stood behind Xie Zhao, and secretly pulled the corner of her sleeve.

What do you mean?

Why don't you bother?

Was it such a hasty decision?

Xie Zhao didn't reply.

It took a few tricks for her to break free of his claws, and then she staggered her fingers and swung them back.

The meaning was obvious, it was the code word they used to type often - "You can rest assured that I will do things." ”

When Han Changsheng saw that gesture, he couldn't help but pause, and then muttered in his heart.

Is Xie Zhao okay?

How can you look so unreliable?

The lame veteran porter hesitated for a moment, he looked down at the object in his palm, and then raised his head to look at Xie Zhao suspiciously.

Xie Zhao's expression was very sincere.

"Uncle, I'm sorry for you, we are really Lord Shen's old people, and he can see this object at a glance."

The porter paused.

He looked at the three of them quietly again, but did not say anything more, except abruptly closed the door, leaving a "wait a minute".

After the door was locked, Han Changsheng first looked at Xie Zhao, and then turned around and looked at Ling He who was standing quietly under the steps with his hands in his arms.

"Ling Or, Ah Zhao is too nonsense, and he actually fooled the head of Shen Qi and Shen Da Commander!

I see, eighty percent of us are going to be scrapped, and we can't wait until we really start to break in, so you have to be ready. ”

Ling He glanced at him quietly, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips.

"No, it won't."

Han Changsheng was stunned.

"What?"

Ling He repeated again and again with a calm expression.

"I said, no."