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Chapter 810 Thank You (Fifth Watch)
He opened the door and rushed back to the bed angrily and sat down.

Yi Jiujiu sat directly on the floor with his back against the bed.Ah Fu walked in slowly, and she threw the towel and ice pack in front of Yi Jiujiu, holding her mouth and said: "My eyes hurt, just apply it." My mother used to twist her foot and it hurt, that's how it was.

Yi Jiujiu stared at the ice pack on the ground, his heart softened suddenly.

He looked at Ah Fu at the same level and asked, "Did you get this ice pack yourself?"

Alfred nodded.

Yi Jiujiu suddenly felt a little sorry.

He wrapped the ice pack in a towel and put it over his eyes.Yi Jiujiu leaned back and put his head on the side of the bed.He muffled, "I'm sorry."

Ah Fu tilted his head to look at him, but said nothing.

Yi Jiujiu didn't care whether Ah Fu understood or not, he said, "My brother is dead. My last relative is gone."

Ah Fu knew what death was, she lowered her eyes and did not speak.

Yi Jiujiu's expression was a little fragile, and he murmured: "Little fool, I have no family anymore."

Ah Fu knew that the little fool was himself.

She said: "I'm not a little fool." Hearing Yi Jiujiu's sneer, Ah Fu said again: "We are here." She walked up to Yi Jiujiu, put something in Yi Jiujiu's hand, and said, "Eat it, It won't hurt anymore."

After thinking about it, Ah Fu said again: "Jijiu, don't cry."

Afu turned and ran away.

Only then did Yi Jiujiu take off the ice packs from his eyes. He looked at his right hand, and in the palm of his hand was a big white rabbit toffee.Yi Jiujiu peeled off the toffee on the spot and threw it into his mouth.

This little fat man is not bad, he knows how to be grateful, and he has not cared for her in vain for more than a year.

Yi Jiujiu was depressed for a few days, and his mood gradually recovered.

Finally, the Shangyuan Festival is coming.

On the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the atmosphere in the Li tribe was a little tense. When they thought that tomorrow would be the Shangyuan festival party, those people would enter the Li tribe, and they felt a great hatred in their hearts!

However, holding the Shangyuan Festival is the decision of the elders, and they cannot complain.

Starting from the [-]th day of the first lunar month, several small islands near the Maldives no longer receive tourists, and only receive all distinguished guests invited by the Li people.

The most talented group of people in the world have all received invitations from the Li people.

Junlin came to the Maldives with his envoys on the left and right, as well as four personal bodyguards.After getting off the helicopter, they were taken to the hotel by the staff sent by the Li nationality.

Junlin lived in a small hotel near the sea. The hotels here are all single-family design, and the decoration is not too luxurious, but there are a lot of facilities that should be there, and the room is very clean.

Open the window and you can see the sea.

During meal time, someone would bring food to the room. Jun Lin was sitting in the dining room eating, and heard his confidant Nuo Sen say: "The leaders of all the countries have arrived."

Jun Lin had known for a long time that the Li people were very capable. He expected that many people would come to this event, but he did not expect that no country would be absent.

"Besides those leaders, who else are invited to this event?"

Nuo Sen said: "The guests invited by the Li people are almost all politicians. Besides them, they are the leaders of some secret and powerful organizations. Besides us, there are also the Mitsui Club of the Japanese country, the Blood Pavilion, and the leaders of the K-Party in Italy."

These people are the ones that the Li people really care about.

When Jun Lin heard the word "Blood Pavilion", his heart moved, and he asked lazily, "Who will be sent to the Blood Pavilion this time?"

Nuo Sen said: "The owner of the Blood Pavilion, Lin Henhuan, was present in person, accompanied by Sijia."

Sijia
"The Young Pavilion Master, is there?"

"Here I am."

Jun Lin's fingers gently caressed the red wine glass, the young master of the Blood Pavilion.
Jun Lin's chest seemed to be aching.

He suddenly asked, "Which island do they live on?"

"Just live on the same island as us. The leaders of all secret organizations live on adjacent islands. On this small island, our people live, and people from the Blood Pavilion."

"The island next door is populated by people from the K Party and Mitsui."

Junlin put down his wine glass and stood up.

Nuo Sen got up and asked him: "My king, where are you going?" Junlin is the Emperor of the Night, which is their respectful title for him.

Jun Lin blinked his slender willow eyes, and gave Nuo Sen a subtle answer, "I want to see if there are peach blossoms on this island."

Northon was taken aback.

What peach blossoms are here?
The temperature here is normal in all seasons, not too hot, but not too cold.King's Landing wore a black robe and walked barefoot on the soft sand.The sun hit his body, his skin was alluringly white, and his lips were so red that he was soul-sucking.

His eyes were dark and dark, like precious thick ink dotted on a fair and handsome cheek.

King's Landing kicked the soft sand, and the shackle chain on his right leg made a weird clanging sound. Under the sunlight, a few red agate beads emitted an intoxicating luster.

Jun Lin walked under a wooden house on the water, raised his head, and glanced into the house.

A black shadow flashed, and in the next second, two women in long black dresses and masks appeared in the corridor of the wooden house. They were Xiao Wu and Xiao Yi from the Four Armies.

The two women stared at King's Landing below with a pair of black eyes.

King's Landing waved at them, and his graceful and gorgeous voice sounded unceremoniously, "We meet again, iceberg beauties."

The top four in the Blood Pavilion are all famous iceberg beauties.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Yi stared at the beautiful femme fatale below, feeling vigilant in their hearts.

They had known for a long time that the Night Emperor lived on this small island.

He thought that Jun Lin would avoid meeting them, but unexpectedly, he took the initiative to provoke them.

Before the two could speak, Jun Lin asked again, "Why don't you see the other two beauties?"

Jun Lin made a dazed expression again, as if he just remembered something, and asked with concern: "I forgot to ask, the girl who injured her hand last time, is she okay?"

The girl whose hand was injured in Jun Lin's mouth is Xiao Qi.

When Jun Lin mentioned Xiao Qi, Xiao Wu and Xiao Yi became violent. "Your Excellency Junlin, please respect yourself." This man is too shameless.

At this moment, another woman in a long black dress and a mask came out. She nodded towards Jun Lin and said respectfully, "Your Excellency, our Pavilion Master, please come up and explain."

Jun Lin smiled, but narrowed his eyes.

Lin Henhuan?

Jun Lin glanced at the woman. She had a soft sword on her waist. It seemed that this woman was the newcomer who took Xiao Qi's place.

Jun Lin expected that Lin Henhuan would not dare to do anything to him, so he happily went to the appointment.

He walked into the wooden house along the wooden steps. There was a reception room in the wooden house, and King's Landing could smell the aroma of coffee from a long distance away.

He walked through the corridor covered with white gauze, walked into the wooden house, and saw a man sitting in the middle of the tea room, making coffee.

Beside the man, stood a woman in black. She was wearing a mask, holding an ancient sword in her hand, and her eyes were as cold as the twelfth lunar month.

Jun Lin's eyes lingered on the woman for a moment longer.

His silent heart suddenly beat violently and uncontrollably.

Lin Henhuan raised his head, revealing an ordinary face, "Your Excellency Junlin, please sit down." Lin Henhuan's voice seemed hoarse, as if he had been injured.

Jun Lin sat down generously, during this period, the Young Pavilion Master did not glance at him.

If she doesn't look at him, then he can only tease her.

Jun Lin looked at the young pavilion master Xiao Jiu with a smile, and said, "Long time no see, young pavilion master."

Xiao Jiu glanced at him indifferently, then withdrew his gaze, and refused to give him any more.

Jun Lin was not discouraged either, he said to himself: "I didn't know that I would see the Young Pavilion Master here, I didn't even have time to prepare a gift." Jun Lin then took out a flower from the chest of his black robe like a magic trick. red plum.

Lin Henhuan calmly watched Jun Lin blatantly flirt with his apprentice, without stopping.

Jun Lin got up, held the red plum, and walked in front of Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu's lips moved, and just about to say no, when seeing Jun Lin, he inserted the red plum into Xiao Jiu's chest.

Jun Lin stared at that piece of skin with fiery eyes.

He couldn't help recalling the images of him doing whatever he wanted on this skin in countless nights.

Jun Lin suppressed the surge in his heart, and he said: "Young Pavilion Master, this flower is for you."

Without saying a word, Xiao Jiu slapped Jun Lin's face with a slap.

Junlin was unprepared and was directly hit.

He was a little stunned when he heard Xiao Jiu say, "I didn't know I would meet His Excellency Junlin here, I wasn't prepared, this slap is considered a thank you gift..."

Listen, are these words familiar?
　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)