Arknights, are you a good person?

"Ah Yaw!"

A slow-moving black ghost walked to the sweet potato, held the food on its head, and brought it to Xi.

"..."

What are you so enthusiastic about?

Xi looked at the black ghost in silence. It stood in front of Xi and lifted up the roasted sweet potato enthusiastically. Its eager action made Xi feel even more disgusted.

"Are you really the creation I drew?" Xi muttered to himself, and the paintbrush fell heavily.

Draw yourself a spoon.

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It rained all night.

Qi Yuan changed himself into a new set of clothes and threw away his soaked boots. The night passed quickly and the sun rose as usual.

Everything happened as Qi Yuan expected.

The visible big hand took effect, and the corpses seemed to evaporate without causing any ripples.

As if nothing happened.

But there are still some things that even the cleaners can't do anything about.

"Eat slowly."

Lin Qingyan looked distressed as he watched Qi Yuan eat noodles with soybean paste. "When I came here today, people on the street were talking about one thing. It rained yesterday, and the peach blossoms that were in full bloom suddenly fell."

"That's quite a pity."

Qi Yuan continued to sip his noodles without even looking up: "I haven't had time to appreciate the flowers in the capital yet."

"Don't be in a hurry, it's a pity."

Lin Qingyan was from a wealthy family after all, so he could hear some rumors: "Not only did the flowers all fall off, but the leaves too. I heard from the grapevine that an uneducated royal child was drinking and strolling around the streets, walking from the main street to the end of the alley, with sword intent lingering around him, and he cut down all the peach blossoms on the street."

Lin Qingyan stared at Qi Yuan with a burning gaze.

Qi Yuan: “…”

"I'll have another bowl." Qi Yuan said, and Lin Qingyan responded by bringing another bowl of noodles with soybean paste.

This is just the aftermath of that sword.

Since he could cut through the heavy rain curtains in an instant and reach Lao Deng's face, there was nothing he could do about it, as he could chop down some flowers and plants.

But Qi Yuan...

"You think too much."

He said righteously: "I didn't drink and draw my sword at the same time. Last night I was going to go out to get some snacks, but the doors were closed everywhere. I was starving to death."

"Oh……"

Lin Qingyan nodded doubtfully: "Then you should eat more Baizao noodles to fill your stomach."

The so-called elegant royal swordsman was probably a phrase urgently thought up by Lao Deng's publicity team last night, hoping to use this false name to please Qi Yuan.

Of course, in Lin Qingyan's mouth, he became "an unlearned royal descendant".

Last night, Qi Yuan was able to use the Sui family's methods so skillfully, mainly relying on this swordsmanship.

Apart from Wei Yanwu, he had never seen other members of the royal family draw their swords.

But after Qi Yuan learned Zhongyue's boxing, the momentum of his punches was exactly the same as Zhongyue's. So by analogy, the momentum of Qi Yuan's punches when using Chixiao swordsmanship should be exactly the same as that of the creator of Chixiao swordsmanship.

That is, the founding emperor of Yan State and the first true dragon.

Therefore, Qi Yuan didn't take this little matter seriously at all. He just used the Sui family's things. What's the big deal?

Qi Yuan also wants to feed Xi some roasted sweet potatoes.

Look at this extremely orthodox Chixiao sword technique, what can you do to me?

The truth was as he expected.

Even though Lao Deng had his hand chopped off, he had to swallow his anger and help Qi Yuan do all kinds of publicity to cater to his emotions.

"Have you passed the assessment of Master Taifu?"

Lin Qingyan asked curiously.

"It's been completed successfully, but I'm a little curious. It should have been settled last night, but the Master hasn't appeared in front of me to take out the quest reward yet."

"last night?"

434: How did the 3-year-old Lao Er become like this? ( more)

Lin Qingyan was impressed by Qi Yuan's swiftness. He was still conveying the Grand Tutor's intention yesterday afternoon, and everything was resolved the next day. It was truly a lightning-fast move.

He is becoming more and more like a Taifu.

"Did the Grand Tutor really not show up?" Lin Qingyan asked.

Qi Yuan nodded honestly. He had been waiting since last night. However, after the spring thunder streaked across the sky, the Grand Tutor and Old Deng simply disappeared and have not appeared until now.

"Lin Qingyan, what do you think?" Qi Yuan suddenly asked, and Lin Qingyan was stunned.

"It is my opinion..."

She was speechless for a while, then quickly changed her words: "Since the Grand Tutor is not here, we should work harder to fill the vacancy left by the Grand Tutor. Qi Yuan, you can also take this opportunity to take responsibility..."

The more you talk about it, the scarier it gets.

If you keep talking like this, I’m afraid you won’t be able to become the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple tomorrow.

So Qi Yuan quickly asked Lin Qingyan to stop.

"But where is the Master?"

"There's an idle swordsman in the capital. We need to get the Dali Temple to arrest him as soon as possible, otherwise there won't be a place to enjoy flowers in the capital in a few days."

"..."

It was fine when he was "cutting down all the peach blossoms in the street", but he felt very embarrassed when Lin Qingyan shouted at him to be arrested.

"I'll leave this matter to you." Qi Yuan gave orders solemnly.

"Order!"

Lin Qingyan took the instruction seriously and went to handle the case at full speed.

Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked out the window and frowned in confusion: "Seriously, where is the Master?"

"Are you trying to default on your debt?"

He suddenly became alert.

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Of course, the old tutor would not do such a tasteless thing.

It's just that when he was flying with others, he couldn't fly as fast as when he was alone. Flying straight from Baizao to Longmen with a terminally ill old man was really too difficult for the Master.

It took about half an hour.

"what--!"

A long scream accompanied by thunder echoed in the sky of Longmen for a moment, and then turned into rolling thunder.

"Ok?"

Wei Yanwu looked up silently, and suddenly felt a palpitation. He slowly put down the white jade pipe in his hand. He stuck his head out from the second floor and saw only the motorcycle parked in the yard.

"call……"

Wei Yanwu breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be just the smell of a motorcycle. He thought that the master had come to his door again.

"By the way, Qi Yuan has not been in Longmen for four days. It's been a rare few days of free time."

Wei Yanwu talked to himself.

I really hope that days like this can last longer.

Wei Yanwu, who had connections everywhere, would never have expected that he would hear a report from the Guard Bureau next - a natural disaster meteorite fell on Longmen Prison No. 3. The meteorite itself was evaporated, leaving only a deep pit at the scene.

The heart that had just been put at ease will soon be weighed down again.

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Longmen Prison No. 3.

The originally peaceful and leisurely atmosphere was now filled with smoke and dust, and a huge deep pit appeared in the corridor. The second old man watched everything calmly until the smoke dissipated, revealing two old men.

"Did you hire outside help this time?"

Wang skillfully set up the chessboard: "Forget about others, but why did you find a crude warrior? Besides Qi Yuan, who else can grab the chessboard and smash it on my head?"

"Cough, cough, cough—"

The answer was a violent cough. The tutor walked out expressionlessly, turned around and looked at the figure coughing in the deep pit.

The current Grand Marshal, the Duke of Sangong who was in charge of the Great Yan army, was lying in a pit in an extremely embarrassed state.

His official robes were torn and the armor underneath was full of cracks. His white hair was scattered in a mess and blood was dripping slowly down the hand holding the weapon. The long and sharp wounds were shocking.

Both the Grand Tutor and the Grand Commandant knew that this was done on purpose.

But the Grand Tutor attributed Lao Deng's embarrassment entirely to the journey and the fatigue of leading the men at full speed. No one could find fault with him, and even when the matter was brought to His Majesty, the Grand Tutor was still in the right.

The general lay there for a long time.

As soon as he got up, he saw the person in the cell, and then he lay back in the pit. He threw his hands around, and bright red blood splattered on the ground, which was shocking.

"Year-old second?!"

"The person you're looking for doesn't seem to be very well-informed. But the wound is quite interesting. I can tell at a glance that it was done by Qi Yuan."

Wang frowned, and when he saw the wound on his hand, he suddenly blinked and became interested.

Before he went mad, Wang had commanded a vast army. Now that he is mad, he has no taboos. Even the Taifu, the head of all officials, can only quarrel with him when they meet him. The Taiwei, who holds military power over the world, has no respect at all.

In Wang's eyes, the only thing of value on the general's body was the bloody wound on his hand.

"Sure enough."

After a careful examination, Wang came to the conclusion: "Qi Yuan has extended his hand to the court. You are using him to eliminate your unstable factors. This person is your stepping stone and also the enemy that Qi Yuan has encountered."

"..."

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

"I remember you two were in love with each other, weren't you?" The Master frowned, "Why are you like strangers?"

The Grand Tutor actually knew a lot about what was happening in Yan State.

After all, he has the fastest speed.

The reason why the Taiwei dared to act so crazily was not only because he was one of the Three Dukes, but also because he was already a tuberculosis patient and would go to the grave in a few years.

These crimes, if committed by any official other than the Three Dukes, would be punishable by death.

For example, in order to intensify the conflict and quickly resolve the Sui Beast, the Taiwei released Wang, who harbored resentment towards the Sui Beast itself.

For example, the funding of the Shanhai people was the result of the joint efforts of Taiwei and Wang, who had never communicated with each other.

For another example, the dying giant beast Ya was released by the cooperation of two people.

"..."

It's simply too many to read.

"I don't know him." Wang glanced at the general with the corner of his eye, "I don't want to know him either. I can see through his shallowness at a glance. His plans and ambitions, as well as his so-called concern for the world, are all in those cloudy eyes."

Wang shook his head as he spoke, full of pity.

After finishing his sharp review, Wang slowly picked up another black piece, played with it silently in his hand, seeming to have some anticipation.

"What happened in the capital?"

Wang asked: