Chapter Eighty-Five: Sending the king a thousand miles must be said goodbye

"Mother!"

Nangong Yuyu, who was disguised by Tianshu, walked out of the compartment of the sea falcon ship.

In order to cope with some unexpected sea conditions, the cabin of the sea falcon ship is divided into many small cabins, so that even if the bottom of the ship is damaged, the sea falcon ship will not sink.

The Nangong Yuyu of Tianshu's disguise was the compartment that opened the water outlet from one of the bottoms, and the people sneaked out unknowingly and dived back from here.

Looking at the compartment that has entered most of the water, everyone quickly closed the hatch, and waited until they returned to Yangzhou Port, these naturally had people to deal with it, this kind of secret exit from the bottom of the ship, after using it once, it was closed with a special method, and only when it returned to the port, the hidden exit of the bottom of the ship was repaired by professional personnel and could be used at the time.

"No one found out!"

Nangong Yuyu, who was disguised by Tianshu, frowned when he saw that the cabin with the secret exit had been sealed by everyone with a special method.

"No, someone just came to see me, and we thought that my mother had been shooting on the pirate island these days, and I was a little tired and shirked!"

Yiren shook his head and said softly.

"You girl, so many people get together after being tired and resting!"

Tianshu's disfigured Nangong Yuyu had a little bit of a person's forehead, and he didn't have a good airway.

"The real is false, and the virtual is real! If we go back to the cabin to rest, I'm afraid that some people will be worried?"

Yiren didn't care, wrinkled his nose, and said proudly.

"Mother! Look at the people who are proud! But mother, will you gain something this time?"

Zhuge Chunqiu doesn't like to beat around the bush and get straight to the point.

"It's hard to say about this! Let's wait until we go back to Yangzhou!"

When Nangong Yuyu heard this, she didn't know how to speak for a while, she was afraid that after telling the truth of what she heard this time, someone would not be able to control it and ruin the big thing of Biluo Shangzun, so she immediately shirked it.

Zhuge Chunqiu and Yiren are both smart people, as soon as Nangong Yuyu, who was disfigured by Tianshu, said this, they knew that this matter was not something they could interfere in deciding, it must be related to Nangong Yuyu, and she needed to make a decision in person.

"Auntie, if there is any inconvenience, Zhong Yin will leave!"

Zhong Yin would be wrong, thinking that Nangong Yuyun, who was Yirong of Tianshu, was just a prevarication, mainly because he was not good at speaking, and he didn't procrastinate at the moment, so he gave his hand and said goodbye.

As soon as Zhong Yin's words came out, Zhuge Chunqiu and Yiren knew that the eldest brother had misunderstood, but it was not easy to explain.

A touch of helplessness flashed in the eyes of Nangong Yuyi, in the eyes of outsiders, she is Nangong Yuyi, only she knows, this is just playing the identity of Nangong Yuyi, when she really makes a decision, she is not herself after all.

"Big brother, let's be together!"

Seeing Zhong Yin's back as he turned away, Zhuge Chunqiu and the Jian family sisters and brothers immediately followed quickly.

"Second brother, you!"

The corners of Zhong Yin's eyes were slightly moist, and these brothers took care of their feelings and left with them.

"Haha, big brother, go, go to my room, there are still some flowers brewed, the brothers haven't drunk together for a long time, these days, they are fighting and killing, but I am hungry to death!"

Zhuge Chunqiu looked at Zhong Yin with a sincere face, with a smile on his face.

"Okay! Since the last time I drank that Baihua Brew, the other drinks are similar to horse urine in my throat, I have been thinking about it for a long time, if I don't drink your Baihua Brew empty today, I will not be Zhong Yin!"

Zhong Yin patted Zhuge Chunqiu's shoulder, so he acted like a drunkard.

"And me! And me! Say yes! Don't get drunk and don't go home!"

The sword was unharmed, and he broke free from the hand that the sword was pulling, and said excitedly.

“... Don't you don't drink? The wine is too bad, who won't get drunk with you!"

The sword fell into the city and took a step forward, and with a creak, it struck the sword on the head.

"Sister! If you knock again, you'll be stupid! No one wants it!"

Jian Wuxian covered his head, looking at Jian Chengcheng with a pitiful expression, with a resentful expression, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Listening to the laughter from afar from Zhong Yin and the others, Nangong Yuyu, who was disfigured by Tianshu, was slightly lonely, and she couldn't see the light, she really envied their friendship.

"Miss Nangong! Let's say goodbye here! Say goodbye today, I don't know when we can see you again!"

Fujiwara Tianyi looked at Nangong Yuyu with a smile on his face, and his expression was slightly melancholy.

"Fujiwara-kun! This is wrong, my Central Plains is hospitable, the state of etiquette, you can come to the Central Plains at any time to play, at that time, Nangong can let Nangong do his best to be a landlord!"

Nangong Yuyu, who was disfigured, looked at Fujiwara Tianyi with a smile on his face.

"Miss Nangong is ashamed, she was spoiled by these remnants when she met for the first time, but unfortunately, she has a life in her body, and she can't entertain Miss well, ashamed!"

Fujiwara Tianyi looked at Nangong Yuyu with a burning gaze, which made her feel uncomfortable.

"Fujiwara-kun! There is an old saying in the Central Plains, you must say goodbye to you when you send a thousand miles! Say goodbye!"

Nangong Yuyu, who was disguised by Tianshu, arched his hand at Fujiwara Tianyi, and his figure rose into the air, treading the waves, floating like a fairy.

Zhong Yin and the others followed him one after another, returning to the sea falcon ship in the Star Pavilion.

"Farewell! Fujiwara-kun!"

Nangong Yuyu, who was disguised by Tianshu, returned to the sea falcon ship and bowed his hand to Fujiwara Tianyi from a distance.

"Farewell!"

Fujiwara Tentsubasa bowed his hand in return.

Looking at the distant Star Pavilion Falcon fleet, Fujiwara Tianyi had mixed feelings, and he felt that his heart was dripping blood, and his chest was clogged in panic.

In the distance, Musashi saw this scene, sighed, looked at the sea in the distance, and was silent.

You grew up in the Central Plains, and you were infected by the people of the Central Plains after all.

The flowers bloom two and each have a branch, and at this moment on Xingchen Island, after Weiyang and Hua Lao have taught Li Mengxin in an all-round and systematic way these days, Zhao Rui finally made up his mind to hand over the Qinglian Sword Code to her.

"Grandpa! The outline of this "Qinglian Sword Codex" is so profound!

Li Mengxin finished reading the "Qinglian Sword Codex" in her hand word by word, and looked at Zhao Rui with a depressed face.

"Hah, ha, ha, ha! This is natural, and I studied it at the beginning. If it weren't for the fact that my Xingchen Pavilion ancestor had cultivated in the deep mountains, we would also be regarded as a Dao Sect, how could Mu Bai's child have perfected a new stunt with reference to the Xingchen Pavilion stunt!"

Zhao Rui looked proud, as if he was the one who perfected this stunt.

"Grandpa! Xin'er can't understand! You're still laughing!"

After these days of contact, Li Mengxin and Zhao Rui have become acquainted, and in the face of this grandfather who takes good care of herself, kind, and kind, she also dares to be coquettish and angry.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Grandpa doesn't smile, this is a Taoist collection that I treasure, with annotations from Taoist masters in the past!

Zhao Rui picked up a book of Dao Zang that had been prepared a long time ago from the side and handed it to Li Mengxin, a trace of remembrance flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Once upon a time, Taoism was so prosperous, down to the peddlers and pawns, and up to the temples. No one is full of Taoist disciples who call themselves.

It's a pity that the old days are gone, even if the friends of the year are not ancient, they have also become immortals!