"Aren't you looking for a mountain, how can I smell a smell of the sea?"

Ying Ruoli, who was holding a dried snake, blinked her glass eyes, and asked a little strangely.

"Parents are here, don't travel far, there must be a way to travel. In the past, except for the clouds and rain, Uncle Ying lived alone, and if you want to follow me, you have to report to the old father at home for a place to go."

glanced at the dragon girl who was probably sneaking out to play alone, and the white clothes of Wangqiu wearing a hat walked barefoot in front of everyone.

"Aren't you going to be the deputy sect leader, as long as your fame in the future is earth-shattering, won't my fame as your subordinate dipping sauce also spread all over the country, what is it to talk to him as a bad old man."

The dragon is inherently lewd, often a moment of clouds and rain will be good to gather and disperse, Ying Ruoli, who has been dependent on her mother since the dragon egg, has not felt much fatherly love since she was a child, if it were not for her mother to think that her identity as a lonely dragon daughter is not worthy of the prince on the side, she may not necessarily recognize a scumbag father who does not recognize the dragon when she lifts her pants, and maybe it will not be her turn to be the Jiangshen Niangniang of Chunmujiang.

"Someone who wants to talk to Uncle Ying is not qualified, what do you think I want to talk to Uncle Ying?"

Regarding Ying Ruoli's no big or small, Wuqiu couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

"It's the first time I've heard you comment on the elders like this, I wonder if I'm lucky enough to hear about Uncle Ying's past?"

Father Xianle collapsed in Beiju, coupled with the serious internal friction on the top of the Xie family in Shengjing, Xie Chenyuan, who thought that his family background was weak, twisted his hair by hand, and looked at Forget Qiu with some hope, and wanted to have a general understanding of Ying Ruoli's family background.

"Uncle Ying, no, it's better to call Ying Longjun, as early as the Emperor Huiyuan, he enjoyed a good reputation, in the past, Ying Longjun assisted Youxiong Clan, and was the head of the four great gods and generals under the command of Youxiong Clan, who had defeated the four murderers, fought against his father, fought Chi You, and made immortal feats in the battle of the deer to enjoy the incense of the human race, and there are several heroes in history who have almost retreated from the whirlpool of robbery."

Forget Qiu stretched out her hand and pinched Xie Chenyuan's palm, but whispered in front of her about the glory days of the old father in Ying Ruoli's family.

"Is there such a thing!?"

Xie Chenyuan covered his mouth in surprise.

"Because Ying Longjun is a foreigner, and the discipline in the palace is strict, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals under his hands, and the mussel girl Yaksha have never disturbed the Jingle people on the Tongtian River on weekdays to play fishing nets, and the origin of Ying Longjun is that most of the old fishermen who have been running on the Tongtian River all year round do not know, and you are an introverted character, and it is common for you to be ill-informed."

"However, what makes me feel most respectable is that Ying Longjun went all the way up with the blood of mortal heads, went through the tribulations of turning into dragons, turning into dragons, and finally became the second elder of the dragon clan."

"And now among the dragon clan, in addition to the ancestral dragon who has long been wiped out in the dragon and phoenix tribulation, there is only the current dragon clan great elder, the Zhongshan Candle Yin who holds the real power and leads the Sihai Ao clan, can suppress Ying Longjun by half of his head."

didn't let go of Xie Chenyuan's hand much, Forget Qiu just smiled and talked to her.

"That's ......"

Xie Chenyuan, who couldn't stop blushing just by holding his hand, lowered his head implicitly, but in the bottom of his heart, he still couldn't stop feeling a burst of joy that Forget Qiu could hold his hand in public.

"The Great Elder of Iron, the Second Elder of Flowing Water, in fact, there is nothing remarkable, I can do it too."

Ying Ruoli, who thinks that his father's skills are mediocre, is very scoffing at those legends on the road.

In this way, 500 people marched along the road for more than half a day and finally climbed a cliff called Laolongbi.

"Your Highness, the place has arrived, and the Chunmu River is in the distance."

Jing Qingman, who handed over the map, said respectfully with his fists.

"Good job, the bottom is Deyuan County, I heard that there is a Huadiao drunken lotus chicken in the Jiahui Kelou is very good, if any of you can drink the wine in the dry bowl in one gulp, I have another silver reward."

casually threw five sacks of bulging ten copper coins to Jing Qing, and said casually by Leaning on the cliff of Wangqiu.

"Is Your Highness serious?"

Jing Qing, who had heard that His Royal Highness the Prince had made a generous move, looked at the copper coin in a sack in front of him, and after swallowing his saliva uncontrollably, his eyes were straight.

"Really, remember to bring one to me, Dao Yun, and Gurong when you come back."

Forget Qiu casually commanded.

"I don't know if I want to bring one to Jing Yu?"

Glancing at Forget Qiu, Jing Qing, who didn't know what to say, asked bluntly.

", do you know the way to the Hui Ke Building? If you don't let Jing Yu take you over, it will be difficult for you hundreds of people to knock on doors like hundreds of quails."

After scolding, Forget Qiu waved his hand a little impatiently.

"I don't know if His Royal Highness Chenyuan and Lord Gurong want to eat some vegetarian dishes, this season, crab stuffed oranges, lotus fish buns, Bijian soup, Pang Lin Xian, Taishou soup, vegetarian steamed duck, and green rice in Deyuan County are all at the right time."

Jing Yu held the bamboo slip in one hand and inquired about the taste of the two.

"Feel free to do it, it's not like I can't have a drink or two."

Xie Chenyuan glanced at Jing Yu with such a low profile, although the other party had always been very polite to herself, but as a girl's intuition told her that this was a beautiful scorpion that only eats people and does not spit out bones.

"I'll take them all, bring me a copy of them all."

Ying Ruoli, who was not scheming, raised her arms and said.

"Please wait, I will bring food back after I retire with His Highness."

Jing Yu bowed her body and smiled.

"Go early and return early, there is no need for etiquette, I don't have so much poverty, the clouds and rain are coming, bring an umbrella."

Seeing the clouds and mist gradually rising in Deyuan County, Wangqiu casually handed the oil-paper umbrella left behind by the Bitter Tianzun to Jing Yu, and he sat on the mountain rock with Xu Ji Guoshi for a long time to take out the black and white chess pieces, planning to have a few hand talks before the outgoing population came back.

"Jing Yu retired."

Seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had more important things to do than instruct her, she had never cared about the fiancées next to her beloved man, so she could only bow and leave.

It was not long after Jing Yu left.

"Deputy Sect Master, is this fall interested in the Dragon Clan?"

After Xu Jidao, who took the lead in black, fell into Tianyuan, he asked with a smile.

"In the eyes of the national teacher, forget a certain person who is scheming everywhere, can't you?"

Forget Qiu shook his head and smiled, and fell into the lower right star position.

"Isn't it?"

Xu Jidao glanced at Ying Ruoli not far away.

"The so-called golden horn and silver edge grass belly, three lines split two have a foundation. The small eye should fly intermittently, and it is more interesting to see the opportunity to pinch the attack."

"The Taoist seems to behave in a vulgar manner and behave rudely, but in my eyes, it is not a good move."

Looking at that Tianyuan Yizi, Forget Qiu just stroked his palm and smiled.

"If you want to fish, you need bait, let alone dragon fishing."

I don't know when, a middle-aged man stepped out of the fog, but he looked at the two chess players in front of him who wanted to pull him into the calamity again.

"I don't know if the Dragon Monarch is willing to be honored as an ancestor?"

Forget Qiu's hand twisted the white chess, and the idea fell into the chess, and his pair of deep pupils seemed to be watching the fish and turtles in Weng.