The wind is as fast as an arrow, and the level lake is wide.
Dadan's three warships sailed to Dadan at dawn, the border of Northern Qi.
On the deck, Yanzhuo and Xiang'er stayed up all night.
They glanced at each other and realized that the night was so short and their separation was so close.
Xiang'er rested his head on Yan Zhuo's shoulder, put his hands around his arms, and held him firmly to his side. Yan Zhuo looked at Xiang'er nestling beside him, with a look of both abandonment and pity in his eyes.
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It would be great if such a good girl could always be by my side, but she will only have a dangerous journey if she follows me. It is safest and safest to stay in Dadan.
"Hahaha." Yan Zhuo put on a smile, "Do you still remember that day when we and Brother Mu made a big fuss at Baiyun Villa? You blocked the reinforcements of hundreds of silver sword guards by yourself, and your white clothes were dyed red. At that time, I
I didn’t expect that one day you would cuddle up next to me.”
When Xiang'er heard what Yan Zhuo said, his nose wrinkled, and his two almond-shaped eyes lifted up with a hint of playfulness, and said: "Why do you think I'm mean? I'm warning you that we, Dadan, are monogamous. If you give me anything outside,
I flirted with women, I punched you, I told you."
Xiang'er said this, raised a small fist, smashed it in front of Yan Zhuo's face and shook it. Although there was a threatening look on her face, her raised eyebrows were so cute.
Yan Zhuo held Xiang'er's little fist with one hand, put it close to her ear, and whispered: "I will definitely let you punch more."
When Xiang'er heard what he said, he struggled to draw out his fist and hit Yan Zhuo on the chest. His face was half angry and half charming.
"The stars in the sky are so dazzling, but if you weren't by my side, I would just think they are superfluous." Yan Zhuo held Xiang'er's fist again and held her in his arms.
A face like snow is pressed against a chest dyed like ink. It turns out that when white and black intersect, they will turn red.
Xiang'er's face was already red, as crimson as the clouds.
"A man's mouth is a liar. It's strange that I believe you." As she said this, she couldn't help but rub her cheek against Yan Zhuo's chest. She didn't know if she was feeling his heartbeat or his breath.
The rising sun shoots golden arrows, and the vast lake splashes sparkling golden light.
Yanzhuo and Xiang'er are facing the sun, and the black and white blend together with a line of gold, shining dazzlingly.
"Sister Xiang'er and Brother Yan got up so early."
The laughter like silver bells broke the tranquility of the morning sun, and also broke the warmth in the arms of Yanzhuo and Xiang'er.
Yi'er brought a few snacks with a quirky look on her face, pretending to be very polite and said: "Sister Xiang'er, Brother-in-law Yan, please have breakfast."
Even though she said this, her eyebrows and eyes were all glistening, wandering around Yanzhuo and Xiang'er, like a spy spying on military affairs, unable to let go of any clues.
Behind the window of the cabin, three heads were lying like stacks of pagodas behind the window, revealing three black eyes, peeking at Yan Zhuo and Xiang'er. They watched, smiled, and imitated Xiang'er with their hands.
Er Xiaofang punched his chest, showing that he had noticed everything just now.
Several people wanted to watch again, but Mu Yunfeng, the Demon-Conquering Taoist Priest and Wan Fang's group all left the cabin one after another. The deck was filled with people, and Yan Zhuo and Xiang'er did not dare to be intimate anymore, so they could only stand aside.
Say hello to everyone and say a few words.
The three people behind the window knew that there was nothing to watch, so they sighed and walked out of the cabin with everyone, greeting everyone with food.
After eating this meal, it is time to say goodbye.
Yan Zhuo will soon separate from Xiang'er and go to the Golden Summit Palace with Mu Yunfeng.
After dinner, we parted.
The reed flowers are flying and the hands are fluttering.
Yanzhuo bid farewell to Xiang'er and set foot on the land of Northern Qi.
As soon as Yan Zhuo arrived in Northern Qi, the disciples from the Northern Qi Beggar Clan branch came over upon hearing the news and entertained Yan Zhuo and his party warmly.
The captain of the Northern Qi branch of the Beggar Clan is named Lu Sanpao. He is a flamboyant man with a beard as thick as a tropical rainforest. His hands are huge, and the veins on his hands are bulging out like little blue-purple snakes.
You can tell by looking at it that you have a lot of skill on your hands.
This Lu Sanpao is nicknamed the "Hundred-Armed God". His two arms are extremely long, and he can swing them like a long whip, fast and fierce. Because he can hit three times in a row with one swing of his arms, he is also called "Three-Armed God" among the Beggar Clan.
"Pao Shenjun", as for other sources of the title "San Pao" that are also circulated within the Beggar Clan, I will not give a detailed list here.
"Master Yan, Master Mu, thank you for your hard work." Although Lu Sanpao looked flamboyant, his etiquette was quite thoughtful, and Yan Zhuo was treated as a distinguished guest as soon as he arrived.
"We have Captain Lao Lu." Yan Zhuo said this while looking at the crowd behind him, "Master Lu, I have something to ask of you."
Lu Sanpao was indescribably happy when he saw Yan Zhuo asking for something from him. He had known for a long time that Yan Zhuo was a close friend of the gang leader. He asked because he thought highly of him, so he hurriedly said: "Master Yan, please tell me, Lu Sanpao
There is nothing wrong with that."
Yan Zhuo told Lu Sanpao the whole story and said, "These Wanfang brothers are quite loyal and smart. I hope that Captain Lu can entrust them with some water transportation matters so that they can make a living."
"No problem, no problem." Lu Sanpao waved his hand, "Wang San, from now on, the water transport trade between Northern Qi and Bohai will be handed over to these Wanfang brothers, and you will be their chief accountant."
The guy named Wan San said "yes" and stood respectfully behind Lu Sanpao.
After explaining to everyone in the crowd, Yan Zhuo looked at the demon-conquering Taoists behind him and said: "These are the demon-conquering Taoists from the Golden Summit Palace. Thanks to them on Yunmeng Lake, otherwise my life, Yan's, would not be safe."
Already."
When Lu Sanpao heard what Yan Zhuo said, before he could thank him, he hurriedly asked, "Does the Taoist Master know about the recent Wuman invasion of Kunlun?"
