"Madam, I look good today. I'll have a good thing."

"It must be Jiang Yan's back? Is there a storyteller again?"

"Go, Yan'er has already refined her life, so how can she have time to tell a story?"

Early in the morning, the teahouse opened, and a few regular customers came sparsely. These guests were used to chatting and drinking a cup and having a stack of breakfast, and were also very familiar with Mrs. Mi. Looking at the listless and indifference a few months ago, Mrs. Mi suddenly had a red face and couldn't help but quip.

Mrs. Mi was in a good mood and was laughing and talking to them.

Jiang Yan looked at Mrs. Mi upstairs, and his delicate red lips and smiled like a flower reminded him of the hot and lingering red lips last night, which was like a dream. Although Mrs. Mi said afterwards that it was Jiang Yan who used the huge industry of Tiandu as a return of trust, Pu Liu's posture also took advantage. But it was not that simple for Jiang Yan.

Mrs. Mi is ten years older than Jiang Yan. When Jiang Yan was eight years old, she met her when she came to work in the teahouse. She was only eighteen years old. In Jiang Yan's eyes, the eighteen-year-old Mrs. Mi is just the age of her sister. In Xuanchao, Jiang Yan sneered at it at all. Mrs. Mi felt that Jiang Yan suffered a loss, which made the latter a little distressed.

"Let it go with the flow, I can't think so much for the time being." Jiang Yan murmured, remembering that he was cursed by Zhang Jiao for only one year to maintain his life. Now he thinks about Fenghua and Xueyue is purely asking for trouble.

But last night was really awesome, and it was the first time in Jiang Yan's life.

"Calm down, calm down." Jiang Yan used his mind method to control the restlessness of hormones.

"Why are the two so early today? The Yellow Turban Army is going to attack the city today." Mrs. Mi asked downstairs.

"Your Majesty issued an order, and Lu Bu asked to fight to fight the rebels. With Lu Bu here, what else can I worry about?"

"Among people, Lu Bu went to war, and the Yellow Turban Army was dead. Haha, of course we have to have a cup of tea to celebrate."

The two of them smiled.

Mrs. Mi was also happy. It seemed that Jiang Yan was right. She asked the waiter to make tea and give a plate of peanuts. Looking back, she saw Jiang Yan upstairs. Mrs. Mi flew up two charming red clouds, hesitated for a moment, and walked upstairs.

"Don't you sleep for a while?" Mrs. Mi whispered.

"I have a lot to do." Jiang Yan smiled.

Mrs. Mi smiled. "I'm very busy doing things for the eldest princess. You go, the wife will help you take care of those industries."

"Madam, it's better to find some helpers to share the burden."

"Madam is planning to enjoy the peace of mind and will not be tired. Thank you Yan'er for your concern."

"That's good." Jiang Yan meant exactly this.

A crisp sound of horns came from the sky. When the restaurant guests heard the sound of horns, they subconsciously stopped talking and looked towards the street. The sound of horns means that the Yellow Turban Army has reached the city and Lu Bu is about to go to fight. Jiang Yan was lost for a moment and left a box of jewelry for Mrs. Mi to use for circulation.

The moment she took the jewelry box, Mrs. Mi suddenly put away her smile, lowered her eyebrows and asked softly, "Will you come back?"

"Jiang Yan has regarded the teahouse as his home, so of course he will come back." Jiang Yan's words came from the heart.

Mrs. Mi nodded. "I will bring Shijian back to see you in the future. The lady will also regard Shijian as her daughter."

After coming out of the teahouse, the war drums of Tiandu were beating. The Antian Street Imperial Guards marched out in unison. The people on the street came out to watch, which was quite lively. Jiang Yan did not rush back, but went to the city wall first. Among the legendary heroes, Lu Bu went to fight, but it was a rare scene in decades. Jiang Yan really wanted to know how capable this invincible hero, who is said to be afraid of, is to be afraid of.

Jiang Yan didn't know that two Western Assassins were waiting for the rabbit in his house.

"The house looks big, why is it so shabby that there is not even a servant?" A Gao Assassin was bored to polish his fist blade.

"It seems like a broken nobleman." Another assassin squatted on the ground, regulating his luck.

"No wonder, I actually went to buy a female slave. It seems that I wanted to continue the incense." Assassin Gao blew a breath at the fist blade, and his hair blew on the blade for a moment. "But this kid was really lucky. He actually bought the Saint of the Jian family, the daughter of the sword saint Ou Yezi. The hundreds of schools of Yanhuang have been in charge of the Confucianism, the military sect peace, the Taoist disdained the world, and the Jian family held the sword slaying the world!!! No wonder the Jian family was destroyed, it was too arrogant."

"The sword family rumored that there are "Ten Volumes of the Sword Book of the Emperor". Each sword script is the supreme martial arts of destiny. It is a organ of the body. It is said that the ten sword scriptures can become saints, and even saints can be killed. This is not an exaggeration. Who in the world doesn't want it?"

"Well... But I didn't expect that the ten volumes of the Emperor's Sword Book of the Jian family were actually on the saint's body in the form of the reincarnation life seal. No wonder I couldn't find it..." After a pause, the Assassin Gao suddenly had a cold light in his eyes: "Brother, since this Emperor's Sword Book of the Emperor is so powerful, it's not as good as us..." He had a bad idea.

The calm assassin sneered: "Do you think you can escape the clan leader's methods?"

Thinking of the patriarch, Assassin Gao immediately shivered and his evil thoughts were much more awake. Their patriarch, who even dared to assassinate the emperor's ancestor dragon, had to consider whether he could compare with the ancestor dragon. "I am ashamed of the patriarch." Assassin Gao knelt on his knees and bowed a few times towards the Western Regions.

The eldest brother said slowly: "This time we are looking for the Saint of the Sword Family. There are so many people. Our brothers are lucky and so easily found it. The patriarch will definitely reward you when he returns, and there is no need to rely on this book of the Sword Family."

"I dare not."

Assassin Gao wiped his sweat. Although it was severe winter, he was still frightened by the fear in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "That damn boy would better not treat our number one beauty in the Warring States Period, otherwise I must have his life worse than death."

It took a long time.

A crisp sound of horn came from the sky.

"It seems that the rebels are coming." Assassin Gao heard the sound of the war drum horn and knew that the Yellow Turban Army was coming to attack the city. When he thought of this, he even said contemptuously: "As the descendant of the general of Huanglong Street, this boy fled in the face of the battle and fled from Tiandu. No wonder he was shameless. The saint was bought by such a shameless boy. It seems that God couldn't stand it, so he let us destroy his whole family."

"Yes." The eldest brother was unmoved.

"It is rumored that the most powerful invincible Lu Bu in the Xuan Dynasty will go to battle. Brother Jing Liang, don't want to see what kind of invincible in this invincible has to compare with our patriarch?" the assassin asked with a smile.

"That kid can come back at any time, no one can leave here!" The assassin named Jing Liang remained as if he was still as a mountain.

Gao Assassin was upset.

"If you want to go, go and see." Jing Liang didn't know what this younger brother was thinking. "It's good to see broaden your horizons. We assassins need any means. I'll wait here."

Assassin Gao was happy. "Thank you, brother."

As he said that, he jumped outside the yard, turned into a shadow, and disappeared on the street.

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