The Jealous Cold Prince

"What are you doing?"

The man looked down and saw the situation below, and the whole person was a little agitated.

Magic snow a pick eyebrow, way: "what do you say I do, put me in nothing, if you want to be so rigid, I am not without time."

The man: --

Dongfang Mingyue looks at the disciple of tianfengzong whose cheeks are flushed with magic snow gas. She silently gives her a compliment. At the same time, she goes to Yu Xiyuan's side and asks her, "idol, who is that man? It looks like you're used to it. "

Yu Xiyuan, with a cold face, explained to him: "the name is Yang Jian. He was one of my younger martial brothers. He was not qualified, so he was always a doorkeeper, but I didn't expect that it was over. He was still watching the door. "

Yu Xiyuan remembers that this guy used to respect himself, and he didn't have any dissatisfaction with him, or he got together with those people who bullied him. It seems that those people didn't look up to him. Although he was not qualified, he didn't have so much thought.

"That's not the case." The Oriental ghost moon curls her lips and is still a doorkeeper. After watching it for such a long time, it is natural that she was annoyed by Moxue, and it should be that she was so excited.

"Elder sister, I beg you. If it's so late, you can go to sleep there first. Tomorrow, when my grandfather wakes up, are you looking for him?"

"No way!" Magic snow particularly unreasonable refusal, "I must see my grandfather today, I really have very important things to give to my grandfather, not a minute can delay!"

"But my grandfather is asleep."

"Fart, monk sleep? It's the same level as the ancestor. Who are you coaxing? " Magic snow fierce once pull down a face, good a pair of particularly unhappy appearance.

Who can be happy to be fooled by such a bad lie?!

Yu Xiyuan hooked his lips and secretly said to Luo Zhanqing in his arms, "although my ancestor was a monk, he didn't need to sleep for a long time, but he always kept this habit."

Yu Xiyuan felt that this stalemate would not do any good to both sides, and might even provoke something wrong.

So, with Yu Weiran's face, he leaned up with Luo Zhan in his arms and went to Moxue's side. He said to Yang Jian, "this kind of brother, I came from Fuxi mountain. The patriarch asked me to tell my ancestors that it's urgent. I'd like you to be flexible. I really can't delay it."

Yang Jian takes a look at Yu Xiyuan. Now his face is full of sincerity. "He" frowns slightly, and his eyes are worried. It really seems like that.

But

Yang Jian looked at the door for so many years. He held out a hand to Yu Xiyuan and said, "token!"

Yu Xiyuan was stunned.

However, he quickly realized what he was talking about. He quickly took out a token from the brocade bag and handed it to Yang Jian.

After Yang Jian took it, he looked at the token again and again.

In addition to Yu Xiyuan and Luo Zhanqing, the other two people were extremely nervous. They were afraid that Yu Xiyuan's token might be fraudulent, or that Yang Jian might see something.

However, Yang Jian looked at it for a while, then reluctantly handed it to Yu Xiyuan and said, "it's really the token of fuxishan."

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