It is said that the son of a daughter can't sit down, but Yang Jian obviously has the temperament of a son's brother, but his behavior is not elegant at all.

However, it feels even more intimate and real.

The sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves and shone on Yang Qian's face, swaying slightly.

The morning in the Chaohu enchantment is really fresh and Langtai.

There are not many birds here, but the rustle of leaves is pleasant when the breeze blows.

"It's beautiful here, too! It's very relaxing unlike the sea!"

Wen Yan raised his arms slightly, feeling the comfort of the breeze.

"Xiao Yan'er, you also sit down to rest and rest, how tired you are from standing!"

Yang Jian smiled slightly, took Wen Yan's little hand, and asked her to sit beside her.

Naturally, he also likes the scenery here!

A giant tree, but full of life, it is really a rare beauty in the world.

"Hmm!"

Being held by Yang Qian's wrist, Wen Yan gently shook his body slightly shyly.

But he slowly squatted down very quietly and sat beside Yang Qian.

She leaned her upper body against Yang Qian's back and gently grabbed his arm.

"Hmm~"

Yang Jian smiled slightly and gently stroked Wen Yan's head.

The beautiful scenery of the good day, with the beautiful woman beside her, really made Yang Jian very relaxed.

Then, Wen Yan completely leaned his head on Yang Qian's shoulder.

"Oooh oh ......"

And this is what Yang Jian felt his arm squeezing by something.

Moreover, it seems that there are still two very soft things.

However, Yang Jian still maintains his seriousness, but his heart is a little magnificent.

Talented and beautiful people, leaning on each other, the beautiful scenery is like this, which is really enviable.

However, it is precisely because of this that Yang Jian is about to improve his "forced style" again.

He slowly raised his head, sighed softly, and spoke slightly.

"Jiangnan willow, Ye Xiao has not become yin. People can bear to break the green silk, and the warbler is tender and tender, and it is left for the deep spring. In the 14th Five-Year Plan, I was looking for a pipa. Go down the hall with money, and pay attention to each other early, not to mention now!"

Yang Jian raised his hand slightly and slowly recited a song by Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Love Flower".

Yang Jian was already deeply engaged in the pain of his back, while Wen Yan was obsessed with listening and obsessed with poetry.

"Master, is this an ancient poem?"

Quietly looking at Yang Qian's side face, after he finished reciting, Wen Yan asked weakly.

"Well, this is not a poem, this is called Song Ci! It was created by Ouyang Xiu, a wise man of the Song Dynasty, and I like it more!"

Yang Jian smiled slightly and gently pinched Wen Yan's nose.

Wen Yan's nose bridge is high, which really makes Yang Jian like it very much.

"Song Ci...... Master, will you teach me these things in the future?"

With his eyes wide open, Wen Yan's big watery eyes stared at Yang Jian and said very seriously.

It's just that Wen Yan held Yang Qian's hand and tried to prevent him from pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Hehe, you girl, I have time to teach you!"

Gently scraping the bridge of Wen Yan's nose, Yang Jian smiled slightly and nodded.

"Hmm! the host is so nice~"

Seeing that the master agreed to teach himself to endorse, Wen Yan happily hugged Yang Qian's arm again.

At the same time, she also rubbed her cheek lightly on his shoulder a few times.

"Ah~huh......"

Yang Jian exhaled a long breath, quickly calmed down, and swallowed his saliva.

Because, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his body.

"Second brother, you are too unstable!"

Yang Jian bent down slightly, a little embarrassed in his heart, but there was nothing unusual on his face.

And somewhere in his body, a small tent, but everything was exposed.

"The host...... You ......"

Wen Yan has been playing sound waves, and naturally sensed the changes in Yang Qian's body.

And now Wen Yan completely lowered his head, not daring to look at Yang Jian again.

It's like a child who has made a mistake, but it's more like a shy girl.

"Uh...... Let's go!"

Yang Jian was a little embarrassed, so he stood up slightly, coughed lightly, and prepared to set off with Wen Yan.

"Hmm~"

Wen Yan also stood up, but he seemed to be still thinking about something.

Yang Jian exerted force with his legs, and jumped directly into the distance.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that Wen Yan was still in a daze, Yang Jian reminded her.

"Ahh

After hearing Yang Qian's call, Wen Yan quickly relieved himself.

Her body was sharp, and she soon followed Yang Qian's side.

It's just that she still has a little red face, and she is very cute.

Moreover, she always bowed her head slightly, not daring to peek at Yang Jian anymore.

Even Yang Jian didn't dare to say anything more, after all, he was too angry, and he actually had that kind of reaction.

In this way, Yang Jian and Wen Yan remained silent, and the awkward atmosphere gradually eased, and they stopped in less than ten minutes.

Standing on a very thick branch, Yang Jian held on to the trunk and looked at a large manor three or four kilometers away.

This is the edge of the Giant Tree Forest, and beyond that, there are no trees left.

Therefore, Yang Jian was able to see the manor in the distance.

"The host...... It's kind of weird!"

Wen Yan stood beside Yang Jian and gently pinched the corner of his clothes.

"Huh, what's wrong?"

Yang Jian smiled slightly and asked Wen Yan.

"That's it...... It's like someone is greeting us! and, ......."

Wen Yan bit his lip lightly, not knowing what to say.

However, Yang Jian smiled slightly.

"What's wrong? Are those three Fan girls?"

Yang Jian gently pinched Wen Yan's face and asked her.

"No, it's an old man, and the three big sisters, and others! a lot of people! The key is ......."

Wen Yan was hesitant and didn't seem to dare to speak.

"I won't eat you again~"

Yang Jian teased Wen Yan and signaled her not to be nervous.

"That old man is a pure-blooded Saint Qilin who has been transformed! He deliberately released his energy fluctuations, although it is very weak, but I know that he is a pure-blooded Saint Qilin!"

Wen Yan's words were amazing, and he directly startled Yang Qian!

"Holy Qilin, are you sure?"

Just when Yang Jian was shocked, a sentence suddenly came to his ears.

"Haha! Sure enough, it's a hero out of a young man! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea is old and polite!"

The voice is a bit vicissitudes, but it is very majestic! But it is also very kind.

"A Thousand Miles of Transmission!"

After hearing the voice of a strange old man, Yang Jian quickly stood up straight and bowed in the distance!

"Don't dare, don't dare, Yang Jian is a descendant, you are polite here!"

Yang Jian didn't know how to transmit sound for thousands of miles, so he opened the Pu Prison bloodline, and blessed the volume with dragon qi, and shouted in the direction of the manor in the distance.

The sound came there, just too big and not too small, so that everyone there could hear it clearly.

"Haha! Sure enough, he is a hero who came out of a young man! The future is terrifying! This is the bloodline of Pu Lao!"

The old man smiled slightly, stroked his beard, and thought to himself.

He knew that with the strength of the Heavenly General Realm, he would not be able to master the sound of thousands of miles.

However, what he didn't expect was that the young master of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea would actually open the True Dragon Bloodline!

Therefore, this old man really admires Yang Jian a little.

However, the four Yuwen Mengxin, who were still in the manor, naturally heard Yang Qian's voice.

And they are wondering about Yang Qian's identity!