Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 749

  There are so many sufferings in the world.

  For Jiang Anan, as long as his elder brother is still with him, there will be no troubles that food can’t solve.

  For Jiang Wang, her mouth full of greasy food and a heartless smile are the greatest rewards. No amount of hard work and effort is worth it.

  In this infinitely vast world, they are each other's only relatives.

   "An'an."

  Jiang looked at her for a while, and said, "Brother is going to leave. This time, he may be busy for a long time."

  Jiang An'an grabbed the chopsticks with his small hands, the chopsticks pulled the noodles, and his mood suddenly fell: "Will you come to see me during the Chinese New Year?"

   "Of course." Jiang Wang touched her little head: "We said it. My brother will miss you too."

  "Then you should be careful on the road." Jiang Anan whispered.

   "Brother walks on the road now, others must be careful." Jiang Wang deliberately whimpered: "Brother is notoriously fierce!"

   "Huh." Jiang Anan wrinkled her little nose, glanced at Jiang Wang, and turned her head back.

  Continue to eat noodles.

   "Oh, just smile." Jiang Wang teased her.

  Jiang An'an pouted, not cooperating.

   "Laugh, Xiao Pang Dun~" Jiang Wang's voice rose and fell.

   "You are fat!" Jiang An'an put down his chopsticks, fluttered at Jiang Wang, and opened his teeth and claws.

   Frolic for a while.

   "Let's go." Jiang Wang said.

   Jiang Anan sat back again, and grabbed the chopsticks again.

   "Yeah," she said.

   Jiang Wang did not speak any more, turned and left the room, gently closing the door.

  The little Jiang Anan did not look at his back, but sat there obediently, slowly eating noodles.

  She is very good, she doesn't cry.

  Just.

   "The New Year has just begun, but I am already looking forward to New Year's Eve."

  ……

  ……

  Not long after leaving Jiang An’an’s room, he hit Ye Qingyu head-on.

  "Friend Daoist Ye, I am looking for you!" Jiang Wang said joyfully.

   Ye Qingyu blinked, and pressed the delicate pavilion that was about to be taken out again: "What are you looking for me for?"

   Jiang Wang very confidently took out a brocade box from the storage box, and handed it over: "Look at it."

  This box was just filled with firecracker cakes. He saw that it was pretty good, so he packed it up and packed it.

"what is this?"

   Ye Qingyu smiled in his eyes, reached out to take the brocade box, and opened it.

  I saw a bead with silky clouds in the sky lying inside, only one-third the size of a fist, it was very beautiful.

  The smile couldn't help but burst, smudging to the corner of the mouth.

  As Ye Lingxiao’s daughter and the only princess of the Kingdom of Yun, what rare treasures did she have never seen?

  But Jiang Wang’s gift still made her very happy.

   "This is a natural magical instrument, Ding Fengzhu, I got it from a secret place."

Jiang Wang skipped the dangerous process of winning the Wind Orb, and said with some embarrassment: "An An has spent so many resources in the Lingxiao Pavilion. I am really grateful. He will pay this Wind Orb as compensation, and ask Fellow Ye Daoist not to dislike it. "

Ye Qingyu suddenly smiled, closed the box with a "slap", and put it back in Jiang Wang's hand: "An An is my personal disciple of the Lingxiao Pavilion. It is something that should be done by Lingxiao Pavilion's training of his own disciple, and there is no compensation. Jiang Daoyou still Take it back."

   "Friend Daoist Ye, I didn't mean that." Jiang Wang held the box, not knowing where he was wrong, and said anxiously: "I didn't mean that Lingxiao Pavilion needs compensation, but I express gratitude, yes, and gratitude."

   "You are welcome." Ye Qingyu smiled politely in a very distant manner: "Lingxiao Pavilion lacks nothing."

   "I'm not saying that Lingxiao Pavilion lacks this." Jiang Wang didn't have the wit and courage when fighting, and said in frustration: "I am dumb and can't speak. I just want to give this pearl to you. Thank you."

  Ye Qingyu felt a little softer, but still said: "Your mouth is stupid? I think you are very good at quarreling with people. Didn't Jiao Xiong make a jump?"

   "That's different."

   "Which is different?"

   "I don't care about them, don't care about their mood. My mouth is not stupid."

   Ye Qingyu lifted her chin slightly: "Really."

   "It's true, Ye Daoyou." Jiang Wang folded his hands and begged for mercy: "If I said something wrong, I apologize to you. Don't get angry."

  Ye Qingyu has calmed down, but inexplicably think that Jiang Wangwei like this is more interesting than when he was sharp and sharp.

  "Where can anyone apologize and wear a mask and hide their heads and show their tails?" she deliberately said.

   "This..." Jiang Wang hesitated.

   "If you don't want to pick it, don't pick it." Ye Qingyu said: "It's okay, I won't force it."

  Jiang Wang, no matter how slow, knows that “it’s okay” here, it’s not really okay.

  He gritted his teeth and took off the mountain ghost mask, revealing his face with two dark circles under his eyes.

  The left half of the face is still slightly swollen.

   "Puff!"

   Ye Qingyu laughed out of nowhere, but quickly converged: "I'm sorry I shouldn't laugh."

   Jiang Wang helpless: "It's okay, you can laugh."

   Ye Qingyu is not a person who loves to laugh very much, but Jiang Wang is too happy now.

  Thinking that he was in Chi Yunshan, killing Jiao Xiong, killing Chi Yue, defeating Yun You Weng, threatening Dou Mian, how mighty?

  I heard my father say that on New Year’s Eve, he rushed to Xin'an City at night, killed Zhuang Guo’s deputy minister Dong A, and escaped from Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui's hands. If these things are spread out, they will surely be famous all over the world. Who can not praise Tianjiao?

  Now it looks like a pig's head with a blue nose and a swollen face. Comparing the two, the contrast is so great that it makes people laugh.

   Ye Qingyu covered her mouth and smiled for a while, then said: "How did you do it?"

   Seeing this look by Ye Qingyu, Jiang Wang also gave up on his own, muffled: "An old monk beat it."

   "Which old monk is so excessive?" Ye Qingyu asked.

  Jiang Wang sighed: "You can't find it back in a short time at this place."

  He didn’t want to talk more about suffering, because it would involve being pursued and killed by Emperor Zhuangguo, and he promised Ye Lingxiao that he would never involve Ye Qingyu in his troubles.

   So he handed the box again: "Then can you accept my apology now?"

   "Well, I can't help it." Ye Qingyu smiled, took Ding Fengzhu in his hand, and flipped his palm to take out the small and exquisite Yunxiao Pavilion: "I also give you a gift!"

  Jiang Wang wanted to say that Fengzhu was not a gift, but a debt payment, and a promised reward.

  But the reaction of the Genting Immortal Palace in Wufuhai made him forget this.

  He had long guessed that there are things needed for the recovery of the Genting Immortal Palace in the Lingxiao Pavilion, which is probably the same as the Lingkong Palace. Whether it is called Lingxiao Pavilion or Yunxiao Pavilion, at least at this moment, the reaction of Yunding Immortal Palace illustrates its importance.

   Jiang Wang took a deep breath and said, "I can't ask for it."

  He does want it, but the reason why he has not opened his mouth with Ye Qingyu is because he has not found anything worthy enough. He didn't want to ask for it for nothing.

  Ye Qingyu blinked her eyes, and her smile tended to disappear: "A friend gave you a gift, but you didn't accept it?"

   Jiang Wang pursed his lips, but took it.

  He will remember this favor without much verbal promises.

  Small and exquisite attic, just after starting, it flashed with light, directly entered Wufuhai, and fell into the ruins of Yunding Immortal Palace.

  The chubby Baiyun boy jumped out and cheered: "Come on!"

   "I do need it very much." Amidst the changes in the Genting Immortal Palace in his body, Jiang Wang said, "But I don't know why I am grateful?"

   "My father said, you are An'an's brother, not an outsider."

  Ye Qingyu shook the box in her hand, her eyes bent into crescents, "between friends, courtesy!"

  (End of this chapter)