The first rays of the morning sun shone into a room in the restaurant and shone on the hibiscus tent.

In the hibiscus tent, Yang Jian took a deep breath and frowned, while Wen Yan was at the table of the Eight Immortals, setting up the dishes and chopsticks.

Yang Jian woke up very early, but after absorbing the purple qi from the east, he slept again.

And today, he has a task.

But Wen Yan didn't lie down anymore, but after cultivating for an hour, he began to prepare breakfast for Yang Qian.

The main reason is because Wen Yan doesn't dare to lie in bed anymore.

There was only one bed in the room, and Yang Jian could be said to have tossed so dark last night.

Moreover, Yang Qian's hands are very dishonest, and Wen Yan is very worried that his master will come to prostitution in the morning.

Last night, Yang Jian chatted with an old man in the restaurant for nearly half an hour, and that old man was a first-class official in the country of the sea!

This person is in charge of all the laws, laws, and things related to the cultivators, so Yang Jian was tired of asking him to see the emperor of the Sea Country yesterday.

Therefore, Fumihiko has been counting the time, worrying that his master will make a mistake due to laziness.

Therefore, every ten minutes, she would remind Yang Jian to get up early to eat.

It's just that in Yang Qian's opinion, even without the assistance of this old man, he can still enter the palace.

Therefore, Yang Jian has been lying in bed, but he refuses to get up.

In the face of absolute strength, all perfunctory and artificiality are just floating clouds. However, Yang Jian still doesn't like to cause trouble, so he treats people politely.

However, after all, it was too much to toss last night, and Yang Jian still feels a little unsatisfied.

"The host~ really had breakfast!"

Wen Yan quietly walked to the side of the bed, pursed his lips slightly, sat next to Yang Qian, and looked at Yang Jian with a small mouth.

"Smack!"

Yang Jian didn't say anything, but directly slapped Wen Yan's buttocks with his right hand and rubbed it heavily.

"Whew, master, what are you doing!"

Wen Yan, who was attacked in a sensitive area, quickly stood up and looked at Yang Jian with tears in his eyes.

"Hmm...... It's not going to be such a big reaction~ ...... last night"

Yang Jian smiled wickedly, sat up, and the quilt fell to the lower abdomen along Yang Qian's vest line, just covering the part that should be covered.

"Master!"

Fumihiko turned around shyly and stomped his foot slightly, but his face was full of pink.

Recalling the madness of last night, Wen Yan's neck was red, and it was red all the way to the base of his ears.

"Oh! It's time to eat!"

Yang Jian stood up, took out his shirt from the Swallowing Heaven Jade Pure Bottle, took a deep breath, and put on his underwear.

"Help me get dressed. ”

Yang Jian frowned slightly, and handed a long robe to Wen Yan.

"Hmm!"

Wen Yan, who was still thinking nonsense, quickly turned around after hearing his master's command, took the long shirt in Yang Qian's hand, and put it on for him.

"Hmm~ It's time to wash your hair, let's wash it later!"

Yang Jian walked to the bronze mirror, took a look at the bronze mirror, and shook his hair slightly.

"Master, do you want to eat first~ It's really getting cold!"

After dressing Yang Qian, Wen Yan pouted slightly, took Yang Qian's hand, and walked to the table of the Eight Immortals.

"Alright, alright, alright, eat, eat. ”

Yang Jian took a deep breath, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and shook his spirits.

"Master, in half an hour, we should enter the palace!"

Wen Yan gave Yang Jian a piece of dragon liver, but Yang Jian supported his knees with his hands and opened his mouth.

"Hmmm......"

Wen Yan smiled slightly, and put the dragon liver in Yang Qian's mouth.

"Well, it tastes good, if only you could feed me with your mouth!"

Yang Jian chewed the dragon liver and teased Wen Yan.

"Master, how can you do this!"

Wen Yan put down the dishes and chopsticks, lowered his head shyly, and almost buried his face in his chest.

"No more trouble, no more trouble! Just kidding, let's eat!"

Yang Jian smiled slightly, picked up the chopsticks, and ate breakfast.

And Wen Yan gradually calmed down his state of mind, eating breakfast, while secretly looking at Yang Qian, and showed an inexplicable smile.

Time passed quickly, and it didn't take long for the time agreed between Yang Jian and the old man.

Outside the gates of the Imperial Palace of the Sea Country

Yang Jian stood in front of a golden-armored guard with his hands behind his back and the appearance of a dashing boy in clothes, frowning slightly.

And beside Yang Qian, Wen Yan was holding the purple electric sword and standing beside Yang Jian obediently.

"The host ......"

Wen Yan gently pinched the corner of Yang Qian's clothes, signaling him to be calm.

Originally, it was agreed to wait for Yang Jian here today, but the old man has not arrived yet.

Therefore, Yang Jian wanted to let the palace guards report it, but this person looked down on Yang Qian.

However, this palace guard stood proudly in front of Yang Jian with no one in his eyes!

So, Yang Jian is very angry now!

Since Yang Jian and Wen Yan had been hiding their energy fluctuations, this guard didn't feel anything special about Yang Qian.

What's more, this guard is not ordinary, he is also a cultivator.

However, it was only the middle stage of the Heavenly Soldier Realm!

Although the realm is not high, it is already very good for a small country in the sea like the country of the sea.

"I've seen a lot of so-called children of a family like you! Do you really think you can do anything?

"However, this little maid next to you is not bad, you give her to me, and I will help you say more good things in front of the emperor, maybe it can make you prosperous!"

The golden-armored guard showed an obscene look, scanning Wen Yan's body, and glancing at Yang Jian with his peripheral vision.

However, Yang Jian was not angry, because there was no need for him to be angry with a dying person.

Wen Yan is his forbidden body, and if he said such a thing, Yang Jian had already pronounced the death of this golden armor guard!

"Three seconds, give you a chance to remember the past, and then, die!"

Yang Jian frowned slightly, and said a word to the golden-armored guard in a bland manner.

"Haha!

After hearing Yang Qian's words, the golden-armored guard laughed loudly, and heavily inserted the golden gourd hammer in his hand into the floor tiles!

"Oh, want to do it, great!"

After Yang Jian saw the posture of the golden armor guard, he smiled slightly and held the handle of his golden gourd hammer.

"Do you think you deserve to let me do it? I'm ......."

The golden-armored guard puffed up his chest, looked at Yang Jian levelly, and said contemptuously.

However, before he could finish his words, he flew sideways, and in his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Yang Jian didn't talk nonsense, he directly snatched the golden gourd hammer, knocked the golden armor guard away, and didn't even look at the golden armor guard, but walked towards the palace with the golden melon hammer.

The other ordinary guards around them were speechless in shock when they saw this scene, but the next moment, they came to their senses and surrounded Yang Jian and Wen Yan.

"Lay down your arms!

The golden-armored guards who surrounded Yang Jian were almost all mortals, so although they surrounded Yang Qian, they were all very timid.

"Something big has happened! Go and report to the emperor and the national teacher! Hurry!"

Carrying the golden gun, the golden-armored guard who was blocking in front of Yang Jian pursed his lips and said to one of his subordinates beside him.

They all knew that the leader who had just died under the hands of this long-haired young man was a cultivator powerhouse in the Heavenly Soldier realm, and it was obvious that the long-haired young man in front of them was also a cultivator powerhouse.

Therefore, even though Yang Jian kept carrying the golden gourd forward, the golden armor guards surrounding him did not dare to attack rashly, but slowly retreated.

"Something's wrong!

All the gold-armored guards who surrounded Yang Jian were angry at this thought in their minds.

"Boss, let's take the opportunity to run!

A golden-armored guard quietly stood next to the golden-armored guard directly in front of Yang Jian and whispered.

“......”

The leader of the gold-armored guards frowned, gritted his teeth, and sighed.

"Everyone, let's run for our lives!

The leader of the golden armor guard sighed, dodged Yang Qian's path forward, quickly took off the golden armor, and ran wildly.

The other guards also took off their golden armor, threw away their golden guns, and fled in the direction of the city gate.

"Huh, strange!"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at them suspiciously, but he didn't say anything.

"Forget it, no matter how much, let's go!"

Sighing softly, Yang Jian didn't say anything more, he dragged the golden gourd hammer and walked to the palace gate, and smashed the stainless steel gate at once!

Wen Yan, on the other hand, obediently followed Yang Jian and hugged his left arm.