"You didn't ask either."

"I'm asking, why didn't you say anything three hundred years ago?"

Zhu Sui said calmly: "Three hundred years ago, you didn't ask."

Zhong Xi laughed a few times, and then his figure gradually faded away, like a breath of air, dispersed in the air.

Only a blind, rickety old man was left in the clouds, holding a swaying paper lantern.

Very pale.

…

…

As the first floating island that is the main human camp in the Dingmao realm, there are not many troops stationed there.

Now that the Sea Clan's forces have been eliminated, the boundary river, which normally would not have any fortifications, has become the key to garrisoning.

As long as the elite of the army guard the three new boundary rivers, they will have no worries after the boundary rivers!

There is no longer any wilderness, military flags and hunting, all are human beings.

The six mist crystal mines left behind by the great defeat of the Sea Clan only require a few guard ships to collect the ore regularly. There is no need to consume additional resources to build floating islands.

The Marquis Wu'an of the Qi Dynasty returned from chasing Ao Huangzhong. He stood on the thorn boat, opened his arms and faced the strong wind, and hunted in green clothes. It was extremely heroic!

Standing on the tallest building on the First Floating Island, Legalist Zhenzhuan stood on the railing, looking into the distance, expressionless, and analyzed seriously: "Is he trying to hug you with this gesture?"

puff!

Sitting in the back seat, with a nonchalant expression on his face, Diaohailou Zhenzhuan spat out a sip of tea.

She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and tried not to show any expression on her face: "Tell me, what are you talking about?"

The Thorn Boat has flown outside the floating island.

The young prince on the Thorn Boat silently opened his eyes, put down his hands, and clasped his hands behind his back... He felt awkward no matter what, so he simply flew off the boat, stepped on the blue clouds, and walked towards the building.

"His hands were sore and no one was holding him. It was really embarrassing." Zhuo Qingru commented seriously: "But look, if you don't go to greet him, he will come to you as soon as possible."

After all, Zhu Biqiong had been practicing for a long time, and it was not just earlier that she reached out to pick up a piece of tea and said in a casual tone: "Maybe I came to see Senior Sister Zhuo."

"It's not impossible!" Zhuo Qingru gave a gentle high-five and agreed: "Before going to sea, he came to Sanxing Palace to invite me to go with him. Does he really have any thoughts about me?"

The tea cake in Zhu Biqiong's hand suddenly shattered.

Sometimes having good hearing is not necessarily a good thing, but the good thing is that the voice can open and close freely.

Sir Jiang laughed heartily and stepped into the building: "Jiang went out on his own. Thank you two fellow Taoists for their hard work in taking care of the floating island. I am very grateful! Why not share a table with us today to enjoy our friendship!"

As he said this, he and Zhuo Qingru nodded in greeting, stretched out their hands to lead them, and led them to Zhu Biqiong's table.

"No need." Zhu Biqiong stood up and left.

"Fellow Daoist Bamboo——" Jiang Wang, who had already sat down, opened his mouth to stop.

"It's okay!" Zhuo Qingru, who was sitting next to him, said calmly, "Then we'll drink until we get drunk and we won't come back!"

"That's fine." Zhu Biqiong sat back again.

Jiang Wang:……

Fang Yuanyou, who rushed over in a hurry, had already consciously given instructions to the chef, not only to determine the specifications of the banquet, but also to do some inspections. Furthermore... don't see what you shouldn't see, and don't listen to what you shouldn't hear. This is what the bodyguard should do.

Things to understand.

"Did the Marquis have a brain injury? Why are you holding on with your hands all the time?" Zhuo Qingru ordered the tea as if nothing had happened and asked questions as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Wang removed the hand that was supporting his forehead: "What, I feel a little tired."

Zhuo Qingru pushed a cup of tea over and said with a chuckle: "Isn't it easy to kill Ao Huang Zhong?"

"It's true that he is as cunning as a ghost. It's hard to touch the corners of his clothes. It's useless and a waste of energy." Jiang Wang agreed deeply. He took the tea cup and took a sip. He felt the warmth like clouds and mist, steaming up the sky.

In the middle, he relaxed his brows for a moment.

Zhuo Qingru paid attention to his expression and added: "This is the Five Elements Guiyuan Tea. It can replenish qi and activate blood, regulate the internal organs, and nourish the body."

"Sure enough, the tea is good!" Jiang Wang didn't understand tea, but he knew the power of medicine, and he sincerely thanked: "Senior Sister Zhuo is thoughtful!"

Zhuo Qingru looked at him with interest: "Miss Zhu cooked it specially for you."

Zhu Biqiong picked up the parts of the tea cake that were not completely broken and ate them calmly.

Senior Sister Zhuo had such a bad taste, I didn't realize it before! Taking off her ceremonial crown and ceremonial clothes seemed to have liberated her nature that had not been developed during her studies.

Jiang Wang looked at Zhu Biqiong and said sincerely: "I am an old friend who knows me well. I know that Jiang Wang is reckless and weak, and often gets his head bruised and bleeding. This tea should be prepared in time."

Zhu Biqiong ate it in a very delicate way. After swallowing it slowly, she said: "Then my old friend would like to advise you not to hit the wall again, okay?"

"Of course, of course." Jiang Wang said, "I'm not stupid."

His answer was perfunctory, and Zhu Biqiong said nothing.

Zhuo Qingru looked at Jiang Wang with keen eyes: "It's not like your injury was caused by Ao Huangzhong."

"Oh?" Jiang Wang smiled and said, "Why do you say that?"

Zhuo Qingru analyzed methodically: "If Ao Huangzhong wanted to hurt you so badly, he would either have to surround him with a large army or ask for reinforcements to suppress him. No matter what the situation, he would not let you go easily.

You shouldn't be in the mood for tea either."

Jiang Wang drank the tea in the cup and placed it gently on the table: "I met the blood king fish Xin Zhou."

Zhuo Qingru, the true biography of the underground palace, the great master of Legalism, Wu Bing, was a student who was speechless for a moment!
Chapter completed!