Now that I think about it carefully, every time I came to Yun Country in the past, I seemed to do it secretly.
At first, he was worried that Zhuang Gaoxian would find out that he had a younger sister, who was hiding in Lingxiao Pavilion. Later, he was worried about an old man who did not practice martial arts, often bullied the younger, and liked to wear white clothes to look young.
Suddenly a kick came from nowhere.
Meeting Ye Qingyu is always like a meeting between spies.
In this pure place, the land of peace, I am always on tenterhooks, it is really exciting - ah no, it is embarrassing!
If a brother wants to see his sister, he has to ask for permission first! Who can reason with this?
The hegemony of the Yun Kingdom is outrageous.
Fortunately, from now on, the "heart" and "guts" can be firmly put back into their original positions and never mentioned again.
Those who worship the mountain today——
True King Jiang Wang!
This is the kind of dignity that even when you go to a hegemonic country, you will not be worshiped.
Of course, the small Yun Kingdom can also be arrogant.
The little master of Lingxiao Pavilion, naturally...
"Cough cough cough!"
Continuous coughing stopped the noise in the square and cut off the whispers in the sound transmission.
The extraordinarily handsome Master Ye, in fluttering white clothes, came slowly with his hands behind his back, like a king patrolling the country. His sword-shaped brows clearly evoked a chill, and his starry eyes were filled with cold light. But there was a smile on his lips.
A polite but cold smile.
A patchwork smile.
The laughter makes people panic.
"Ahaha, what are you all doing here? It's so lively! In the past years, my birthday has never been so crowded. When I woke up, I came to my own funeral in a daze - what's the matter, I don't usually see hospitality, so come now
Filial piety?"
Pavilion Master Ye was making jokes that were not funny, and he was grinning like a sword!
The disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion in the square looked left and right, and they did not dare to leave like this, nor did they dare to continue gathering.
The embarrassment of a group of people diluted the embarrassment.
Jiang Wang was about to slip away out of habit, with all his energy on his feet, but suddenly he remembered that he was actually the real king. So he stood still, turned his eyes leisurely, and looked at the person coming confidently.
I haven’t seen Pavilion Master Ye for a long time, and I don’t know if his demeanor will remain the same.
Ye Lingxiao walked closer along the path that the crowd had moved away from, as if he had just seen Jiang Wang at this moment. His eyes widened for a moment, as if he was surprised: "This is not the famous 'Heavenly Traveler in the Deep Sea, the Ferryman of the Torrents of All Realms', Jiang Wang
Do you want to see Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment, and then he raised his hands and said in salute: "It turns out that it's 'the invincible master of all nations, the most heroic man in the world' in front of him! I have also admired his name for a long time!"
Ye Lingxiao grinned.
Jiang Wang also laughed.
Isn’t this cooperation good? What else can you, Mr. Ye, say?
Ye Lingxiao suddenly stopped smiling, turned around, and scolded his disciples: "You ignorant people! What are you doing around here? How do you greet guests with all these unkempt faces? Have you burned incense? Have you bathed?
?Do you know who this is?! He is the number one human hero! A peerless genius!"
He was so angry that he spat and felt wronged on behalf of Jiang Wang: "What's wrong with you? There's no song, no dance, not a single flower! What is Jiang Zhenjun's identity and status? Do you need me to say more?
?How can you be so negligent when he comes to the Yun Kingdom with great condescension! If it is spread, what will the people in the world think? You think I, Lingxiao Pavilion, have no etiquette, and I, Mr. Ye, have not disciplined you!"
For a moment, only Pavilion Master Ye's heartache echoed.
The world-destroying thunder was just such a shocking sound.
Birds and beasts suddenly dispersed in the square.
Pavilion Master Ye then turned around and offered his hand to Jiang Wang again. With eager eyes and a serious look on his face, he bowed heavily and said, "Jiang Zhenjun condescended to come here. The little sect is really flourishing! Ye Mousan
Lucky to be alive!"
Jiang Wang's expression went from confident and calm to restless in just one breath.
Snapped!
With lightning speed, Jiang Zhenjun held up Pavilion Master Ye's arm to prevent him from bowing down. He bowed his whole body and forcibly lowered his head one level lower than Ye Xiaohua. He said in a panic: "Ye Xiaohua
Pavilion Master! Master Ye! Uncle Ye! Don’t do this, you’re going to embarrass me!”
Pavilion Master Ye bowed down with all his strength, and Jiang Wang lifted him up with all his strength. The two of them were so crowded that their faces were red and their ears were red.
The youngest true king in history was sweating on his forehead, and he begged for mercy repeatedly: "Uncle, please tell me what you have to say! If I have offended you in any way, or if I am impolite, it is because I am rude and unprovoked.
, I don’t know the etiquette, and there is no malice in my heart. Please forgive me, please don’t do this!”
After bowing for a while, Pavilion Master Ye stopped bowing. He straightened up and looked at the wrinkled sleeves that Jiang Wang had scratched with disgust. He raised his hand and dusted it gracefully: "Jiang Zhenjun.
What are you talking about? Are we separated? You are so valuable and have such a status. How can you offend me?"
Jiang Wang diligently stretched his sleeves for him, then stepped away and bowed repeatedly: "Uncle Ye, you are an honest elder, and I am a humble countryman. All the problems between us are all my fault.
It’s definitely not because of you. In the past, I was young and ignorant, and I contradicted you a lot. Today I apologize to you! Please forgive me! We still talk like before, hitting you when you need to be hit, and scolding you when you need to be scolded. Now like this,
The juniors really can’t bear it!”
"Alas!" Pavilion Master Ye let out a long sigh: "After so many years, An An has grown into a big girl. As for those who are young and ignorant, there is only one person in the entire Lingxiao secret land - Jingru.
?Jingru!”
The little girl who had escaped from Jiang Anan's arms earlier ran back with her short legs.
She was wearing a small flowered jacket and her face was red. She originally came in response to Pavilion Master Ye's call, but when she saw Jiang Wang, she opened her hands again: "Uncle Jiang, give me a hug!"
At such a young age, he certainly doesn't know how to follow the crowd.
She was just...close to Jiang Wang.
This closeness did not come out of thin air.
Her name is Fu Jingru.
She is the daughter of the late Zhuang State’s former eunuch Fu Baosong.
Fu Baosong gave his daughter this name because he wanted his daughter to always look at herself in the mirror, examine her words and deeds, and be a clean and well-behaved person, both inside and outside the mirror.
Only a smelly and hard guy like Fu Baosong would name his daughter like this.
Only then would he have such expectations for his daughter.
The Council of Elders headed by Zhang Ren were orthodox Taoist monks who usually practiced good deeds, but they did not do unnecessary cruelty and did not kill Fu Baosongman.
The purpose of killing Fu Baosong was just to completely overthrow the Qiming New Deal, and it was necessary to kill such a flag - the others could not be killed.
Only one person was killed, Fu Baosong.
Zhang Ren's handwritten letter to the officials handling the case was worded in this way - "Fu Baosong's crime can only be suffered by one person without harming his family members."
However, Fu Baosong was a gentle man, married to only one wife, and both his parents died when he was young. There were not many people in the house, but there was no family to speak of.
Two months after Fu Baosong was sentenced, his wife finally couldn't bear it any longer and died of love, leaving only an orphan girl who didn't know what she was doing. She was later sent to the Salesian Bureau.
After Jiang Wang got the news, he took the girl back and planned to take her to Bai Yujing Restaurant to raise her, but Ye Qingyu said that a restaurant was not a place for children, and no one in Bai Yujing could take good care of children... Then he
Send it to Lingxiao Pavilion.
The dignified Ye Dahaojie felt a little unhappy when he took care of Jiang's children all day long. It was understandable to vent his anger.
He called Xiao Jingru over, and his meaning was obvious - do you have the nerve to say that you are young and ignorant?
Are you four and a half years old too?
Jiang Wang just pretended that he couldn't understand Ye Junjie's eyes, held Xiao Jingru in his arms, and whispered softly: "Jingru, are you a sensible child?"
Fu Jingru nodded vigorously.
Jiang Wang has rich experience in coaxing children: "But your grandpa, the master of the pavilion, said that you are young and ignorant. My uncle is not convinced by you."
Fu Jingru immediately puffed up his mouth.
Ye Lingxiao glared angrily.
This kid is really the same as he is. He used to accuse Jiang Anan, then he accused Ye Qingyu, and now he accuses Xiao Jingru, and he still dares to face him!
Jiang Wang said calmly: "Then your grandpa, the master of the pavilion, is angry. Do you, a sensible child, want to comfort him?"
Xiao Jingru thought for a while, turned around, and opened her hands to Ye Lingxiao in Jiang Wang's arms: "Grandpa Ye, give me a hug."
Her voice was very soft and waxy, and her pitch was not stable. "Grandpa Ye" sounded like "Ye Ye Ye".
Ye Haojie has nothing to fear in his life, but he can't stand the pitiful presence of a little girl in front of him. Because he also has a daughter.
It only takes one step to turn a handsome and handsome man into a disgusting-looking, stooped middle-aged man - let him take on the responsibility of the family.
Ye Xiaohua, who was happy and carefree when she was young, became both a father and a mother, taking care of little Ye Qingyu alone as she grew up.
Later, he watched his closed disciple Jiang Anan grow up, taught her how to read and read, and taught her how to perform and practice.
He didn't take Fu Jingru with him now. There was a special nanny in the pavilion to take care of him, and Jiang Anan and Song Qingzhi usually took care of him.
But for such a small baby, with pitiful eyes open and tears streaming down his face, he wanted to be hugged. How could Ye Dajunjie bear it?
He held the child in his arms with a kind look on his face, and took a fierce look at it——
Eh?
Where are people?
Master Ye Dage's dagger-like eyes roamed around for a while before he could catch up with his target, but the boy had already appeared on the cloud platform over there, chatting and laughing with Ye Qingyu and walked away.
…
…
The eyes that were as sharp as a knife and filled with murderous intent suddenly widened.
It is as if a person full of vitality reaches the end of his life in an instant.
In a "certain inn" located in the country of Yun, a white-haired old man was lying on his back on an armchair, trying hard to open his aging eyes, as if he wanted to see something clearly, but he became increasingly cloudy and confused.
.
As the pioneering representative of Yunshang Commercial Bank in the inn business, relying on the unique geographical and political advantages of Yun State, and on the basis of the commercial bank's world, "a certain inn" with "affordability" as its core selling point has expanded very rapidly.
Now we have branches in all countries in the world. The next development is to expand city by city in some larger countries.
In terms of its scale all over the world, it is quite capable of catching up with Sanfen Xiang Tower.
Yunguo is where the headquarters of "A Certain Inn" is located, and the inns built here are naturally of the highest standard. The rooms are very elegantly furnished, and there is even an indoor rockery filled with mist. When you open the window, you can see the sea of clouds.
A graceful woman, wearing a mask with no facial features, walked in from the next room. She stood steadily in front of the white-haired old man without saying a word.
There is a black wooden shrine placed on the floor next to the chair, and an old yellow dog lies in front of the shrine.
It can be said that all the belongings are taken with you.
The old yellow dog had drooped eyelids and its long ears were hanging on the ground, as if it couldn't see or hear anything.
The white-haired old man was dazed in the armchair for a while, trying to fall asleep but ultimately unable to do so.
"What was...what did I plan to do?" he asked slightly confused.
The woman wearing the mask gave him an emotionless look, turned around, walked to the window, opened the window, and saw the changing sea of clouds outside. She chuckled twice: "Leaving the Valley of No Return and climbing over the mountains, it can't be...
To see the scenery outside?"
"Maybe...can't. It really shouldn't be." The white-haired old man asked: "Then why are we here?"
"You plan to kill me here." The masked woman said quietly, "This is a good tomb."
"No." The white-haired old man shook his head: "I remember you, Yanzi."
In his state of confusion and near-intellect, he was quite serious: "I will kill no one but I will not kill you."
This should be an expression of importance.
"Yanzi" seemed to have heard the most vicious curse in the world, and screamed: "Yan Chunhui! You don't deserve a good death! You deserve to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and you should never be reincarnated! You should just watch.
All your relatives died in front of you one by one. Died in front of you again and again!!!"
"Ah! Ah! Ah!!"
The masked demon pulled out a serrated dagger and started hacking and smashing in the room, almost going crazy: "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why don't you die? Why don't I die?!"
But no sound could be heard at all.
All the struggles in this life are so powerless and useless at this moment.
"Swallow." Yan Chunhui was not stimulated at all. Instead, she looked at Yanzi with compassion and called her warmly.
"Swallow." By the second call, Yan Chunhui had forgotten the pain of the swallow, and his voice became calmer.
"Let's go home." He said, "It's not very comfortable to sleep here. I'm not used to it."
"Okay. Go home." Yanzi suppressed the emotion in her eyes. She stepped forward, supported Yan Chunhui, and tried to help him up: "Everything will be fine. Let's go home and have the best ending."
Yan Chunhui stood up unsteadily.
"We can't go back!" The old yellow dog, who had been pretending to be deaf and mute, barked suddenly.
"Damn dog! Shut up!" Yanzi kicked him directly, and at the moment he reached his body, the bone knife popped out from the arch of his foot, suddenly showing a cold light.
The old yellow dog grabbed the black shrine in one mouth and scurried away. His mouth was already busy, but the voice was still ringing: "Wuhui Valley no longer exists! Gongsun Buhai, Jiang Wang, Li Yi, the three deities
Juedian joins forces to fight to the point of no return, we will be slaughtered if we take one step too late! Why are we still going back?"
It didn't want to say anything at this time. But if it kept silent any longer, it might become a dead dog.
Yanzi, this stinky bitch, really wants to die, and she wants to take this old thing with her.
The issue is……
Can you exile me first?
I would rather be a stray dog in the world than a guard dog of the Yan family!
"Jiang Wang!"
"I remembered-"
Among the names of several True Lords, the white-haired old man heard the one most clearly.
His cloudy eyes suddenly became clear and became indescribably sharp in an instant.
At this time, he is the Yan Chunhui who went against the current times and reached the top!
He said calmly: "That person completely surpassed Xiang Fengqi."
"He wants to kill me."
Thank you to book friend "Lost xjh" for becoming the leader of this book! It is the 803rd alliance!
Thanks to book friend "Shen A Yao" for becoming the leader of this book! It's the 804th alliance! (I've been an old reader since the book just opened, long time no see~)
