Jiang Wang sneaked back to Lingxiao Pavilion.

The whole process is very private.

He wears a mask on his face and is wrapped in airtight.

If he hadn't written a letter to Ye Qingyu in advance, he would have been beaten out of the door by the sect protector power of Lingxiao Pavilion at all, and there was no possibility of sneaking into the secret place.

Of course, Ye Qingyu gave him a rare look, and the way he took him into Lingxiao's secret land, he had a cold face throughout the whole process.

Jiang Wang didn't know that Ye Qingyu once thought he was dead.

But he knows that his relatives and friends will inevitably worry about his disappearance for no reason.

He is not the kind of person who is extremely self-conscious, and does not feel that he deserves the infinite tolerance of his relatives and friends in his life. Especially from beginning to end, he did not inform anyone about his actions.

"Hey, that ......"

Jiang Wang tried to liven up the atmosphere, and his voice was a little dull through the mask: "The scenery is so good!"

Ye Qingyu led the way in front and did not respond.

Indeed, there is nothing to respond to.

She grew up here, and every grass and tree is too ripe to be ripe, do you still need Jiang Wang to tell you how the scenery is here?

"Fellow Daoist, please be careful, the steps ahead are very steep!" Jiang Wang took the initiative to care.

Ye Qingyu: ......

Everyone is a monk of the Inner Mansion with Divine Powers, will I not even be able to walk a step steadily?

She said angrily: "You still have to think about how to explain to An An later! She has been crying for several days!"

"Ah, yes, yes. Jiang Wang said with some guilt: "It's time to explain it well." ”

Immediately, he added some confidence: "But I'm ready. ”

The co-author is only ready to explain to Jiang An'an, right? The handbook to my Yunhe is just a sentence "Taoist friends come to pick me up"?

Ye Qingyu's face turned cold again and quickened his pace.

Jiang Wanghun didn't know what was wrong, so he could only keep up.

Considering that Jiang Wang wanted to hide his whereabouts, Ye Qingyu deliberately took him to the secret path, avoiding the other disciples in the pavilion, and came to Jiang An'an's room.

At that time, Xiao An'an was in the notebook, sitting upright at the desk, holding the brush in a proper manner, and writing at a glance - Jiang Wang bought too much for her at one time before.

"An An!" Ye Qingyu showed a bright smile: "Look who's coming!"

Xiao An'an turned his head when he heard the sound, and recognized Jiang Wang next to Ye Qingyu at a glance, even though he was wrapped so tightly and bulky.

As soon as the mouth pouts, tears begin to fall.

"The cutest Jiang An'an in the whole world, look what this is!" Jiang Wang hurriedly stepped forward, brushed her pen and ink to practice calligraphy, and put out a piece of food like a trick.

There are gold paper pig's trotters, crispy bamboo cakes, green woven noodles, and cloud laughing cakes...... There's also a steaming jar of goose soup.

"These are all New Year's gifts prepared for you by my brother, I bought them in Weiguo, I was too far on the road, and I got lost, so I was late!"

After Ku Jue left, he thought about it, and decided to turn back to Lingxiao Pavilion, no matter where he was going next, he had to talk to An An well. Her small heart is actually sensitive and fragile, and if she leaves silently like this, she will definitely be sad.

Moreover, after Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui failed to pursue and kill this time, as long as he did not die Zhuang Guo, he would actually be very safe in the west. It is impossible for a lord and a minister to do nothing all day long, just waiting to kill him.

The closest country to the barren mountain where the Kujue monk violently beat him was Weiguo. He made a special trip to defend the country, asked many locals, and carefully put together a table of special food.

Getting along with Jiang An'an, the biggest weapon he has at his disposal is eating.

Jiang Anan blinked, and his long eyelashes cut off a teardrop that was about to fall, like a streamer of broken jade.

Jiang Wang felt his hand being held by a soft little hand.

"Are you scared when you get lost?" Jiang Anan looked at him and asked very seriously.

Jiang Wang was stunned.

He just casually made up a reason, saying that he was lost. It is as ridiculous that a supernatural Inner House monk gets lost as a supernatural Inner House monk who walks unsteady steps.

Probably only a child would believe it.

Probably only Jiang An'an will always give him the purest care.

"Yes, a little. Jiang Wang said with a reluctant smile.

"Don't be afraid in the future, when you get lost, I will go to you!" Jiang Anan nodded, as if emphasizing his reliability.

Ye Qingyu said softly: "I can testify that An An has been looking for several days." What the best sister in the world!"

Jiang Wang had infinite tenderness in his heart, and under the cover of the mask, he was able to hide his vulnerability.

"Ye Daoyou, let's eat together. He spread out the dishes and chopsticks to invite.

The softness on Ye Qingyu's face quickly retracted, glanced at him, and said coldly: "I still have something to do, let's go." ”

With that, he turned around and left.

For Jiang An'an and Jiang Wang, they have completely different attitudes.

Jiang Wang was confused, and while helping Jiang Anan disassemble the golden paper pig's trotters, he asked, "What's wrong with her?"

The little Jiang Anan is really not a reliable puzzle solver, but he has no one else to ask at this time.

"I'm not happy. Jiang Anan ate glutinous and soft pig's trotters.

Jiang Wang helped her remove all the bones, and she only needed to deal with the slippery but not greasy skin and soft tendons.

He slurred: "When you treat me badly, I will be unhappy." ”

"Alas. Jiang Wang sighed: "It seems that Pavilion Master Ye really doesn't care enough about his daughter, probably busy with pavilion affairs, and can't be as good as me to you." It's a pity that he is an elder, and it is inconvenient for me to say anything. ”

Jiang Anan glanced at him inexplicably, and his mouth bulged: "Uncle Ye is very good to Sister Qingyu!

"Ah, is it?" Jiang Wang.

Jiang Anan took a sip of the hot soup and nodded heavily: "You see that as soon as you speak, she leaves." ”

Jiang Wang absentmindedly fiddled with a piece of populated bamboo cake, letting the fragrance wander on the tip of his nose.

"No, I didn't offend her?" he asked.

"Then I don't know. Jiang An'an shrugged his shoulders like a little adult, and took a big bite of Qingzhi noodles.

This noodle is made of Weiguo's unique wind pepper wheat as raw material, which is green, spicy and refreshing.

Jiang Wang's mind flashed with inspiration. It suddenly occurred to me that the Dao Yuan Stone he owed Ye Qingyu had not yet been returned. He had said many times that he would definitely repay the resources that Ling Xiao Pavilion had invested in Jiang An'an. But money is such a thing as spending too fast. In order to buy a squirrel box for An An before, he almost emptied his family again......

No wonder Ye Qingyu was in a bad mood! She must have been afraid that she had forgotten her debts, and she was embarrassed to say it!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wang already knew what to do and knew what to do.

Jiang An'an didn't know what his brother was thinking in his head, and while eating noodles, he looked at the crispy bamboo cake he was fiddling with: "Brother, do you eat this?"

"Oh, I've already eaten it, you can eat it. Jiang Wang handed her the bamboo cake.

Jiang Anan took it, took a bite of it, and asked casually, "Why are you still wearing a mask?"

Jiang Wang touched his nose.

If it is to hide his tracks, at this time in Jiang An'an's small room, he can no longer hide it at all.

But why was he embarrassed to let his sister see his blue nose and swollen face?

The old monk Kujue's hands were very damaged, which did not really cause Jiang Wang's injuries, but also left those bruises that could not be easily eliminated.

With Jiang Wang's current strength, it will take more effort and more time to solve the small methods left by a real person in the world......

"I'm making a game. ”

Jiang Wang said very seriously: "Mask game." Look at whoever wears the mask for a long time, and is not allowed to take it off at any time. I'm going to wear it for at least a month and win the first place!"

"What. ”

Jiang Anan wrinkled his nose in disgust: "It doesn't sound funny at all." ”

"Okay......"

Jiang Wang sighed silently.

She must have been clamoring to play with her before.

The child has grown up.

Coaxing the child's cultivation is about to be unable to keep up.