Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

Zi Yibai raised his head and looked at the woman behind the white gauze: "Return? Mrs. Mengyun, will Yibai return one day?"

In the main hall, he didn't even have a good reason, just such a light sentence, drove him to the barbarian land of Qingzhou, he didn't have much affection for himself, the fourteenth brother who had set him as a role model since he was a child Yes, after all, there is a ten-year age difference between them.

As soon as he went to Qingzhou, the mountains were high and the road was far away, he... "Hehe," Zi Yibai smiled wryly: "Mrs. Mengyun, since you know that Yibai is going to Qingzhou, you should go find someone else after the drinking is over." Spend the money."

Han Mengxiao took the long sword on the table, held it with both hands, stood up and walked around the table to Zi Yibai. Zi Yibai didn't know what she was going to do, so he stood up politely.

"My lord, you are such a smart person, why can't you figure it out, the current situation of the Zimo Dynasty is in the transitional period between development and prosperity, what is needed is not a king with big plans, but a pragmatic keeper , you should know that if the court is unstable and the people's hearts are uneasy, how can society talk about progress?"

Sighing, Han Mengxiao continued: "My lord, you are only ten or seventy-eight now, and you have made no achievements. It is because of your own resourcefulness that you are in the top position in the public opinion election. So what, you can go higher by your own strength. It will only make you more lonely, just like the fine sand that makes the high sky, when the wind blows and the water rushes, no matter how hard you work, it will be in vain. Qingzhou is bordered by Xuan Kingdom in the south, the largest Tago tribe among the barbarians in the north, and an island in the sea in the west. Clan, use your talents in these places, I think you know how to do it."

Han Mengxiao handed the sword to Zi Yibai: "I gave the sword, but I didn't give it alone. When you arrive in Qingzhou, open the scabbard, and you will understand everything."

Zi Yibai took the sword with both hands, but kneeled firmly: "Mrs. Mengyun, I understand."

He didn't say how ashamed he was when he heard these words, he didn't say how much swordsmanship he would make when he went to Qingzhou, the sentence "I understand" covered everything, he took out a white veil from his arms, and bit it open Finger, wrote words on it, and handed it to Han Mengxiao: "Mrs. Mengyun, please give this to another person who gave you the sword."

Han Mengxiao put away the handkerchief and nodded, "Okay, let's go."

In the ten-mile long pavilion, the setting sun is like blood, and Zi Yibai, one man and one horse, go away in the dust.

Han Mengxiao stood outside the pavilion until Zi Yibai's figure disappeared, then lifted the gauze cap and unfolded the square white veil, on which there were only two bright red words written in blood: Second Brother.

Han Mengxiao smiled so beautifully that she leaned against the willow tree next to her, pulled a willow leaf off, and blew hard, and the willow leaf flew out unsteadily.

She said: "What a good seedling, I understand everything before I reach Qingzhou."

As her voice fell, the willow tree suddenly turned into a person, it was the handsome Prince Han.

Zi Yihan stroked his head: "Woman, you pulled it, it's my hair!"

Throwing the pure white handkerchief into Zi Yihan's arms, Han Mengxiao made a grimace, and ran forward: "Zi Yihan, tsk tsk, you are indeed the reincarnation of the God of Heaven, and you have learned the skills of this phantom so quickly. Fine."

Zi Yihan flew forward, put his arms around Han Mengxiao's waist, and slapped her face: "You thought you were like you. After studying for so many days, even flying to the sky is like a bird with broken wings."