Chapter 20: Brother Love/Song

I was very grateful to Wuxiang in my heart, and immediately turned around and came back to the couch.

A little annoyed, he said quickly: "I just saved you, and your sweetheart also promised to be friends with me, and now I have healed you, but your sweetheart has turned his face." ”

"Just now I was obviously standing there, but your sweetheart didn't exist for me, when I wasn't human, you were a big man in the Sang Hunting Country, and you came to judge and judge, what is the reason?"

Wuxiang and the others were dumbfounded when they saw that Nanjiang was so fast-talking and asked for an explanation from Xuge.

No one has ever dared to speak to the king like this, it is extremely rare, as rare as the beauty of southern Xinjiang.

looked up and down in southern Xinjiang, in addition to being born with a rare appearance, he is also a master who likes to make friends.

"You have a sweetheart one by one, when did you have a sweetheart, but you don't know?", as he spoke, he glanced at Yan Li, who was a little cramped and uneasy.

was denied in public that he was not his sweetheart, and Yan Li's heart hurt like a pinprick in a pinprick.

Nanjiang looked at Yan Li, raised his chin and said, "Oh, isn't your sweetheart her!"

Stretched out his hand and pulled up a light-colored silk curtain that was bundled into a pattern and played with it, as if it was none of his business, and the party came to solve his doubts.

Yan Li, who was in an embarrassing situation, glanced at Nanjiang and said, "Your Excellency, Yan Li never said this, maybe Nanjiang misunderstood." ”

When Nanjiang heard this, Yan Li wanted to deny it again!

It is not a sin to love someone, so why not admit it?

"I didn't misunderstand! I heard you call him his brother!"

This remark made Wuxiang and the others present laugh.

Seeing that Nanjiang had misunderstood the name of the song, Wu Yanli on the side showed a sneer.

Obviously, the 'love brother' that you can hear in southern Xinjiang is not the 'song' of the other!

Faced with the inexplicable laughter of Wuxiang and others, Nanjiang was also puzzled, and said seriously: "What are you laughing at?

Xi Ge had a gloomy and handsome face, glanced at Wuxiang and the others coldly, and when he saw that Xi Ge was displeased, he put away his rude smile towards southern Xinjiang.

The ignorant and ignorant southern Xinjiang attracted the ridicule of others, and felt that the whole Tonghua Palace was bullying this pure woman, and a trace of desire suddenly appeared in his heart, and he wanted to protect it.

"If someone thinks very highly of themselves and doesn't want to be friends with you, you don't have to worry about it, I think you should be glad that you are, glad that you didn't make friends who climbed high and stepped on low. ”

Yan Li's goose egg face turned red to the root of her ears, and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Chiwu and the others felt even more unbelievable, your lord is nakedly favoring southern Xinjiang where they met for the first time?

Thinking about it, the king is the most unaccustomed to making friends with identity differences.

If so, how could he form a friendship with himself?

Presumably, the Wuyan patriarch is used to being proud, and he doesn't even pay attention to the people who have healed the king, which is really out of shape.

Nanjiang looked at Yan Ge with a little surprise, and then turned his head to look at Yan Li, whose little face was a little crimson, but he didn't expect this gentleman to distinguish the green and red so clearly, but he felt a little guilty about Yan Li.

But then again, it was Wu Yanli's words that were untrustworthy first, and she asked the king of the Hunting Sang Kingdom for an explanation.

It's just that I didn't expect this matter to go like this, embarrassing Yan Li.

"Tell me how you healed Benjun!"

"Manshushava. ”

I've heard it since I can remember, there is a sacred grass in the Xuan Domain, called Manshu Sawa, but I've never seen the real thing.

"Manshusawa, you planted it?"

Nanjiang did not hesitate to swipe his hand, and a delicate little red flower appeared in his palm.

Gently tossing the flower on top, followed by a wisp of red mist into Manshushava.

Xuan Ge looked at Nazhu Manshu Sawa in a little surprise: "You, why did you enter this little red flower?"

"This flower is me, I am this flower. ”

Only then did he realize that Manshu Shahua, who was known as the holy grass, turned out to be a beautiful woman.

"Come out!"

After finishing speaking, a wisp of red filamentous mist flew out of the little red flower and turned into a human body and stood in front of Xi Ge.

The innocent Chong Song "giggled", quite like a little doll waiting to be recognized after performing some stunts.

Friend, is it really that important to you? Do not hesitate to show all your skills, just to get recognition?

Nanjiang's smile seemed to have a wonderful power, which made the heartbeat in his chest a little out of rhythm, and the tens of millions of years of ice in his heart seemed to encounter a powerful undercurrent, and there were signs of cracking and melting in an instant.

"Now that you have healed your king, you can only open your mouth if you want any reward. ”

"No, it's not because of a reward that heals you. ”

Hearing that Nanjiang didn't want to be rewarded, Yan Li immediately took over.

"I hunted the yellow law of the Sang Kingdom, the rewards and punishments are clear, you have healed the king, and you should be rewarded. ”

Must be rewarded?

But I have never been rewarded by others, and now that I have encountered it, let's see what the reward is!

"If that's the case, let's take this treatment and reward it together!"

Yan Li didn't want Nanjiang to stay in Tonghua Palace for a moment longer: "This time the monarch is no longer in the way, why do you want to continue here?"

Nanjiang tilted his head and looked at the song on the brocade couch, and said with a well-versed medical attitude: "There is a saying that 'to treat the symptoms must be cured, your feelings... Well, you still need a manjush sava for pranayama, the so-called solid foundation peiyuan!"

Xi Ge looked at the southern Xinjiang with a smile, knowing that even if there was no holy grass, he would not have to worry about his life.

It's just that with the help of the holy grass, the recovery of one's vitality will be twice the result with half the effort.

Seeing that southern Xinjiang had such a zealous healing sentiment, Xi Ge wanted to accept this hospitality happily.

"That's it, and let her live in my Tonghua Palace temporarily, Bai Yu, you go and clean out a dormitory and give it to ......"

Yu Ge was speechless for a while, he didn't know the name of Southern Xinjiang, but when Wu Yanli and Wuxiang called the name of Southern Xinjiang, he didn't hear it?

Actually, that's not the case.

It's just a noble and arrogant song, and I can't accept the pounding changes in my heart for a while, and I can't open Chrysostom to call the name of southern Xinjiang.

That's why I made this extra move to hide the uncomfortable changes in my heart.

"What's your name?" asked Yuge.

"Southern Xinjiang!"

In the face of such a stunning color, Xige was not blinded, and even the name of southern Xinjiang was not heard.

Looking at this situation, Wu Yanli couldn't help but smile, it turned out that she was making a big fuss.

Xi Ge glanced at Bai Yu and motioned for him to clean the dormitory.