"Why don't you find Jing Zhaoyin, the government will definitely settle you. Ink Yang understood the cause and effect, and felt that they really didn't need to huddle in the corner of the city like a mouse.

"We are all from Tianlan...... Recently, the people of Tianlan City have not had a good reputation in the Tang Dynasty...... We are afraid of ......" Dongdong and grapes, two children who are only eight years old have sadness on their faces, which makes people feel distressed.

"Then you can rest assured, they are all the people of the Tang Dynasty, who will dislike whom...... Tianlan has been locked down, and he has done his best. Ling Xiao took out three spirit sword fruits from his pocket, one of which he swallowed, and the other two were thrown to the two crying children.

Ink Yang: What about me?

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows: 100 contribution points, are you worthy?

Grape and Dongdong have never seen such fruit, crystal clear, like jade.

"This should be more reliable than the immortal fruit that you have passed down in the mortal world......" Ling Xiao sneered when he saw that the two stupid children looked like they had never seen the world, "You can't live forever." How can immortality be so easy?"

"What people in the immortal cultivation realm are tired and tired of pursuing, isn't it just an immortality, how can it be done with just one fruit?"

"Otherwise, everyone is staying in the cave mansion, eating fruits, brushing the immortal cultivation forum, why bother going out to practice?"

When Dongdong and Grape heard Ling Xiao's speech, their eyes widened in surprise, and they said in unison: "Sister is an immortal cultivator!"

"Me?" Ling Xiao pointed at himself, his lips slightly open, looking a little surprised, "I'm not." ”

"The 'doctor' with me is. Ling Xiao pointed to the ink Yang who was standing aside, with a loveless face, and a bright smile.

The sword spirit is not an immortal cultivator, but immortality is at her fingertips.

Ink Yang was helpless, and these two little things seemed to selectively ignore themselves.

Ling Xiao walked over, patted the cheap apprentice's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Yangyang, this world is very face-watching." ”

......

Ink Yang only felt that his ears were tingling, and his whole body seemed to be overpowered, and a red cloud crept up his cheeks.

I'm not ugly, okay! I'm just standing next to you, and I look pretty average! And I haven't grown yet!

Ling Xiao walked over the mobile phone given by Hu Ling in Ink Yang's arms, and looked at the only four contacts on it.

Li Aotian, Senior Sister Shame, <. )#)))) ≦, the boss of Science and Technology Street.

The corners of her lips hooked, the sun shone on half of her face, and even the delicate fluff was clearly visible, bright and moving, but Mo Yang had no intention of appreciating it, only felt that her eyelids jumped, and the secret was not good.

The ink sheep who moved bricks: Senior brother Aotian?

It took two minutes before the other side replied to the message. It is conceivable that our third prince Li has returned to Shengjing, and the nobles are busy.

Li Aotian: What should I say?

The ink sheep who moved bricks: Please ask Jing Zhaoyin to settle the people of Tianlan City who attacked the alley.

......

Li Aotian: Okay, right away.

Li Aotian: Have you come to Shengjing?

Mo Yang Yang, who moved bricks: Huh, I miss you so much, senior brother.

......

[The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party! This Taoist friend asked the woman to apologize!]

When Mo Yang received his mobile phone, he saw such a string of chat records.

The most poisonous woman's heart. Bah!

However, it is worthy of being the third prince, as soon as he sent a message to Li Xuanyuan, after a while, people from the government hurriedly came to attack Renxiang, led by a middle-aged man in his forties, who was undoubtedly Jing Zhaoyin.

"Ah, this ......" Jing Zhaoyin recalled the face of the third prince just now, and only felt that the cold sweat on his body had not yet dried, and his heart was cold. blamed himself for his dereliction of duty and didn't notice the recent extra homeless people in Shengjing.

I must make up for it!

Poor Jing Zhaoyin didn't know at all that Li Xuanyuan's face was dark because of the sentence "Huh-Senior brother, I miss you so much".

The people of Tianlan City were also trembling, afraid that someone would report it, and the government would come to arrest them for quarantine.

I saw that the eldest master of Qingtian squeezed out a smile to serve Sheng Tang, and said: "This matter is a dereliction of duty by the official, and he failed to be sympathetic to the people's feelings, and there are still a few vacant properties in the Qinqin Garden, so you can settle there for a period of time first." ”

"Everyone has traveled from Tianlan to come here, and the journey in January must not be the carrier of the plague. As long as you stay in the kissing garden with peace of mind, you can go home when the day is over. ”

"We don't have to rely on begging for a living, there is still a big labor gap in Shengjing weaving factory, and recently Tianlan protective clothing is in short supply, and various weaving factories are working day and night. ”

Jing Zhaoyin's gaze swept over a few children, and said with a smile: "Of course, child labor is not recruited. ”

"Finally, I hope that everyone will believe in the government in the future, and you can come to us if you have any difficulties. Jing Zhaoyin's words came from the bottom of his heart, and he bowed deeply at the end.

Ling Xiao sat on the wall with his chin propped up, looking at the crowd below for a long time.

These people were still reluctant to live a quarter of an hour ago, and they looked like they had nothing to love, and this second it was as if they had come back to life, and people hugged each other excitedly.

Look, there are many people like weeds, and one second ago they seem to have been uprooted, and after a spring rain, they "rubbed" out of the ground.

What do you often read for a hundred miles?

Well, the wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

"Sheng Jing, it's not bad. Ling Xiao raised his lips and chuckled, and whispered.

Turning his mind, he remembered the Shengjing Tribulation calculated by Wei Yan again, and his good-looking eyebrows wrinkled together.

The probability theory of breaking the stars, in addition to the big calamity and the small calamity, has there been any good news?

The white-clothed messenger and the national teacher...... It seems that his reputation in Shengjing is quite good, no wonder Li Xuanyuan, as a third prince, has not moved for so long.

You can't send it to others for no reason.

What's more, if he is said to be a national teacher, he is more like the prime minister of this country......

Once it comes to the court, things get complicated.

"Hey, senior brother, it's me-" Mo Yang hid in the corner and made a call to Li Xuanyuan, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard a busy sound.

The ink Yang held his forehead and quickly cut another number.

"Hey, Brother Spirit—"

"Don't explain, Senior Brother Shuiyang, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

"Dididi-"

......

Ink Yang gritted his teeth, his fingers tapping the screen quickly, and he bet all his hopes on this number.

"Hey, Senior Sister Xiuxiu, it's me. ”

The person on the other side seemed to have just woken up, and there was a hint of laziness in his voice. Ink Yang only thinks that this sound is the most beautiful fairy music in the world!

"Hmm...... Senior Brother Shuiyang, what's the matter—"

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, what are you doing with my phone?"

"Ink Yang is a pervert. ”

"I testify, I see it. Senior Brother Shuiyang tried to bend Senior Brother Xuanyuan!"

"Dididi-"

Ink Yang looked at the sky speechlessly, the sun was setting, and the sun slowly sinking in the air symbolized his friendship with his teacher.

He's done.