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The figure of the young man appeared on the streets of Mayfly Town, looking at the back of Zhao Ritian leaving, and nodded with satisfaction.

This young man is dressed in green clothes, and his bearing is extraordinary, although he is young, he has a calm bearing, it is Ao Yan.

Behind Ao Yan, there was also a woman.

This woman is dressed in red and has black hair, her body is wonderful, her skin is like condensation, her figure is wonderful, her goose egg face and willow eyebrows, as if she walked out of the painting, her face should be around twenty, but her body reveals a mature charm that should not be there at this age.

The corners of her mouth always had such a smile on her lips.

The two of them walked around and looked at a small town full of people, as if they were quite satisfied.

Soon, we walked to the soup kitchen at the exit of the town.

Tents were erected outside the town, and outside the salty porridge shed, unkempt people lined up in a long line, holding bowls and waiting for the master to receive help. The master saw that it was almost burned, picked up a chopstick and hung it vertically on the hot porridge, the chopsticks fell straight down, inserted into one-third of the porridge, and then gave an order and began to give porridge.

"It's been a while...... It seems that there are more people, is it because our porridge here is delicious?" Ao Yan looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise an indifferent smile.

Hearing this, the woman covered her cherry lips, ate and smiled, and her voice was a little greasy: "Master~ Whether the porridge is delicious or not, the slave family doesn't know." But...... Hee-hee, the tree will always attract the wind, we are not backwater, but a pool of living water is still as flat as a mirror for so long, this is - hee-hee-hee......"

The woman had something to say, and when she said that, she smiled again, and suddenly she was angry and angry, and she hid it in her watery eyes.

There are many kinds of styles.

Passers-by on the side looked over, both men and women, and they were fascinated by this woman.

Ao Yan rolled his eyes and said lightly: "This is a private visit to Weifu, not for you to come out and show off." Besides, Wenwen, you are all my generals, so you can't be serious?"

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That's right, this woman in red clothes and black hair is the female mosquito who was still in the gourd a year ago.

One year is enough to make a lot of changes, and now Wenwen has been forcibly promoted by Ao Yan to the top grade, and he is one of the five generals under Ao Yan.

Don't look at her now as a complete person, this is actually just one of her abilities after awakening her bloodline talent - transfiguration. This transformation also has a strong charm effect, if she hadn't been Ao Yan's subordinates, she was suppressed by the divinity on Ao Yan's body, and now she might have used this ability to catch people everywhere and suck blood. And now, she is also the most powerful and fierce general under Ao Yan, and there is no one.

Wenwen smiled again, her soft face showed simplicity and coquettishness, she seemed to be holding Ao Yan's arm, the two fat balls on her chest rubbed against each other, and she pouted with bright little lips and said: "When did people get serious~ The master is really bad~"

When passers-by saw it, they immediately understood that this flower had a master, and left with extremely envious eyes.

Of course, there are some bastards, and their eyes are glued to Wenwen.

"Eh, look, beauty!

"Hehe, look at that girl's buttocks, that breasts, tsk...... Oops!"

"What's wrong? All of a sudden?"

"There are mosquitoes biting me, hiss...... It hurts, wow,, why are there so many mosquitoes here!"

Wen Wen pursed his lips, retracted his smile, and quietly followed behind Ao Yan, pricking up his ears to listen to the movement behind him.

"A small punishment is enough, and it hurts people's lives. Ao Yan said lightly.

"Hmph!" Wen Wen pouted, and with a few blunt hands, a few bronze lights flew back to her fingers, but at first glance, there were a few brass-colored mosquitoes: "People, aren't they all for the master~"

"You're embarrassed to say that if you hadn't attracted bees and butterflies yourself, how could you have this little trouble. Ao Yan said lightly, came to the ferry by the river in the center of the town, and let the captain go to Xiangliu Village openly - since Ao Yan dredged all the rivers together, it is much more convenient to travel on this water, and it can be said that the traffic is developed, the transportation is developed, the economic lifeline is naturally alive, and this thing is lived, and the people are naturally rich.

Ao Yan stood on the boat and went down the river, he looked at the changes along the way with a serious face, Wenwen tiptoed close to him, blew in his ear and whispered strangely, and then said the topic just now: "Oops~ Who called you the master, no matter how you say it, the slave family doesn't dare to refute it~ Anyway, it's you~It's you who is reasonable~"

At this time, Ao Yan didn't reply, he pulled out his hand and flicked it on Wenwen's forehead, and when the latter was snorting, a voice came out: "Don't be naughty, otherwise I will leave you to guard the Crystal Palace next time." ”

"Well, I don't dare. Wenwen was finally quiet this time.

The boat left the town and sailed to Xiangliu Village, passing through Lijia Village all the way.

Today's Lijia Village, where every house is a brick and stone structure, is much better than last year, and it looks a bit like a small town, and the surrounding land and wilderness have been opened up and two villages have been built. As for cultivating the fields, now the Daxia Mountain behind Lijia Village has become a fertile terraced field under the magic power of Ao Yan, and the area is much larger than before.

got off the boat, returned to Xiangliu Village, visited Wu Liujiu, the village leader, and found that the old man was getting younger and younger.

After that, I went to visit Yang Li and Gou'er...... No, to be precise, it shouldn't be called a dog, it should be called Yang Kang, or Yang Ping'an, this is after he entered the private school this year, he studied hard, and the private school Mr. obtained it for him.

In fact, the biggest change is not Mayfly Town, but Xiangliu Village.

Originally, this was the poorest village, but now every household has a large yard, the fields and everything have expanded many times, and the population has also increased several times, and it is almost a little bit of the prototype of Mayfly Town a year ago.

This is all thanks to Ao Yan, who called this place his birthplace.

After reading this, Ao Yan was about to enter the Crystal Palace, but when he walked to Xiangliu Lake, Ao Yan was suddenly waved by Wenwen's hand, and he applied a stealth illusion that blended with the surrounding scenery around his body.

"Huh?" Ao Yan frowned.

Wen Wen was silent, making a boo gesture and pointing to the grass in front of him.

Ao Yan was stunned for a moment, and after looking carefully, he found that a middle-aged man in gray was standing among the reeds in the distance.

Feeling something abnormal, he opened his eyes and looked at it, and found that this person's three fires condensed into a handful of white gas, like a needle rushing straight to the top of a thick black qi that could not be dissolved.

"This person actually has the strength to transform the middle grade! There are a lot of karmic debts on his head, but who is he, what is his identity, and what is he doing here?" Ao Yan observed again with such doubts, and found that this person's eyes were able to emit light, and his eyes were staring at the water, and he immediately understood that this person must be using some secret technique to spy on this Xiangliu Lake.

"Master, let the slave family catch him and ask him clearly, with the slave's methods, I am not afraid that he will not say it. At this time, Wenwen changed his previous gentle appearance and tone, and said decisively and decisively.

Ao Yan thought for a while and said, "Don't you need to ask, this official knows the purpose of this person's identity." ”

"So what to do? Kill him directly? It seems too cheap -- it's all up to the master. ”

"You have ascended to the lower grade, comprehended the wonderful use of talent illusion, ascended to the middle grade, comprehended the talent of the iron mosquito to kill the enemy, ascended to the top grade, and obtained the talent of the copper mosquito as a doppelganger monitoring, why didn't your brain grow? Let a copper mosquito pass, can't the other party's every move be in our control? ”

"Yes!" Wenwen didn't refute, stretched out his slender jade finger, and a bit of bronze color poured out from his fingertips, turning into a brass-colored mosquito, which quietly flew out and landed on the man.

After the man left, Ao Yan and Wen Wen returned to the Crystal Palace.

The Crystal Palace has now reached the fifth floor, and because of Ao Yan's hard work in a year, he has accumulated three thousand merits and has been promoted to the eighth rank.

The Crystal Palace has naturally expanded several times, but the inside no longer looks deserted and empty, and each floor has gun-wielding aquarium handles that look similar to the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, these are turtle wrestlers that Ao Yan has turned into.

In a sense, Gulishi is actually the Praetorian Guard of the Crystal Palace, and is only responsible for listening to the direct orders of the Crystal Palace's palace guards, Yaksha Wangcai, and Ao Yan.

The first floor of the hall has been converted into a council chamber, in which there are two rows of turtle handles.

As soon as they saw Ao Yan come back, these turtle warriors put down their guns and knelt on the ground to greet them, their movements were neat and consistent, and their voices were even more noiseless, even human armies could not do this, and they were full of praise.

"My lord, this is a letter from the two adults, Xin Shi and Changming. The dark man walked out from behind the hall and said respectfully to Ao Yan, this is the Yaksha Wangcai.

"Huh?" Ao Yan took the letter and asked indifferently, "Is there any news?"

"Hmm. The two adults said, you can read the letter, I'm afraid there will be a big move this time. Wangcai nodded solemnly, if you can see its face clearly, it must not be difficult to find that its face is solemn at this time.

"It's okay, Wenwen, you go and call the two of them over, and put everything on hand for the time being. Ao Yan said and opened the letter.

"Okay, master~" Wenwen made a Wan'an.

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Mayfly Town, the gate of the town.

In the long queue to receive the porridge, a beggar shook his head, took a bowl of salty porridge carelessly, and then squatted in a corner and began to drink, like other suffering people.

"Well, the porridge in this mayfly town is much better than the white porridge in other places. The beggar said.

As he drank, he noticed that someone seemed to be watching him, and when he turned his head, he saw another unkempt victim, spitting and staring at the bowl from which he had drunk a small half of porridge.

With a roll of his eyes, he seemed to think of something.

"Brother, you want to drink?"

The beggar shook the bowl in front of the victims, and the heads of the victims swayed, the fragrance hooked the worms, and saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths.

"That's good for you, I'm not hungry anyway. "The beggar is generous.

The victim's eyes lit up, as if a hungry wolf saw the food and snatched the porridge from it with a turbulent expression.

The beggar smiled, and when the victims were most devotive, he began to ask, "Brother, what's going on in this mayfly town now, it seems to have changed a lot from a year ago." ”

"Hi...... A year ago, I heard that the White Lotus Sect Master here had been eradicated, and every family believed in Hubo, and everyone was able to live a good life......" The victim began to talk about it in a vague manner, not noticing the shrewdness in the beggar's eyes.

After the beggar asked, he quietly disappeared into the crowd, but he didn't notice that a brass-colored mosquito was already standing in his clothes.

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