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Chapter 633: Bai Ze Doesn’t Confused Hong Kong (9)

On the carriage, Wan Chang looked at the two sisters with haggard faces and backward hair. Although she didn't understand why, she still shrank back instinctively.

"What's wrong with you two? Why do you look so vicious...beautiful! Incomparably beautiful!"

Amidst the murderous gazes shot by the two of them, Master Xuan immediately changed his words, blinking and winking at the two with his big eyes, looking innocent and happy.

"Little Hanhan, the weather is good and the sun is bright today, tie this unlucky thing to the back of the car to bask in the sun, and get rid of her musty smell!"

Wan Yu closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

For a fairy who fell into the mortal world, sleeping is the only way she can cultivate immortality.

However, there are ghosts and ghosts to prevent the fairy from cultivating immortality!
Capital crime, this is a capital crime!
Looking at Wanyu's tone, Wanchang didn't seem to be joking, and then looked at Wanyan who was eager to fight, and immediately said that being tied behind the car would only drag the pony, and it would be better to go driving to live up to her talent.

So after Wanchang scrambled and climbed out of the carriage, Wanyan was just about to take a nap by the side, when the fairy suddenly opened her eyes, looked at herself with a look of searching and disgust, and asked earnestly:

"Why are you breathing so loudly?"

Wanyan: "..."

So without waiting for the fairy to invite, Wanyan climbed out of the carriage and sat beside Wanchang.

"Hey, you've been kicked out too!"

Uncle Wanchang was leaning on the carriage as usual, holding the rein in his hand, with grass in his mouth, quite at ease.

Wanyan, who hadn't slept all night and spent all the time in the hall, the excitement and tolerance for Wanchang's long-lost reunion in her heart had long since disappeared, and said angrily: "It's not all your fault, third sister!"

"Well, blame me, blame me!" Wan Chang didn't argue, and responded happily, but Yan Zhu looked like a good old man.

Wanyan hummed, then leaned on the carriage and closed her eyes to rest, but Wanchang didn't realize that Wanyan needed to catch up on sleep, and said:

"Little Yan'er, I saw it yesterday but I didn't have time to ask you, did you bring back the son who was traveling with you back to Port of Confusion?"

"Yes."

Wan Chang turned her head to look at her, and said without hesitation: "Then you have decided to be him for the rest of your life?"

"Ah?" Wanyan opened her eyes and sat up, "He has been him all my life. Sheng Lang is my good friend, more like my elder brother. I brought him back to treat my second elder brother. How about you, third sister?" Dare to imagine something more magical?"

"It's that simple?" Wan Chang didn't believe it.

"The other thing is to find a place to hide. I don't know why, but someone suddenly said that I look like Qiluo, the Poison Venerable, and they insisted on hiding..."

To her sister, Wanyan didn't hide anything.

Wan Chang didn't show the slightest surprise, but instead took a breath of air, and when Wan Yan glanced at her inquiringly, she blurted out to cover it up: "Nonsense! How can someone who can't be beaten be like that!

I have already told the doctor, don’t suggest that reading should start with children, and you will be blinded by reading at a young age..."

"I'll just say it, it's really weird!" Wanyan said it full of complaints.

"However..." Wanchang suddenly changed the subject, and said in an instant: "I heard that a great sage from Tianxuan Palace sent a letter to our doctor, saying that you want to come back, so he must hide it well. Your traces, and you also told him to strengthen the defense facilities in the port, it sounds mysterious."

(End of this chapter)