"teacher……"

"Well, I know." The hero said lightly, "Now, go back to the tent, I won't call you, don't come out."

Tian Wanxi shook her head without thinking: "I want to be with you..."

"good!"

The hero turned his face to look at her, his tone was gentle but firm, and there was no doubt.

Somehow, all Tian Wanxi's stubbornness disappeared in an instant and she stood up.

"Then be careful, promise Wan'er to be careful!"

The hero smiled: "Okay, I promise you."

Tian Wanxi turned around and entered the tent in one step. The man had already arrived on the river in front of the hero, but there was an old man with silver hair.

"I have seen Your Highness Fan Xinghe, the Valley of Ignorance."

As soon as the hero shook his pole, a fat carp was caught out of the water.

He took the fish off and put it into the fish basket beside him, then pinched out an earthworm from the bait box, hung it carefully on the hook, and then threw out the fishing line again.

After doing all this, he looked at the old man, "Ignorance Valley? This identity is reasonable. Shaohao is the guardian saint of Yangzhou. No one can find fault with you because of his magical artifact.

It's a pity that my luck seems to be a little too good."

Fan Xinghe raised his white eyebrows slightly: "What does your Highness mean?"

"Nothing." The hero shook his head, "Tell me, the old man is visiting late at night, what's the point?"

"Of course I want to ask Your Highness not to approach Dingsheng Mountain."

"Please?" the hero laughed dryly, "If this is not a threat, what benefits can I get?"

"We will solve the problem of defeating bandits for Your Highness, and there will be no one left on three sides. All the credits will be yours, and outsiders will never know it."

"That's it? Then please come back! The so-called victory over the bandits is just a slight effort for me. If you use this to exchange for a magical artifact, would the old man treat my highness as a three-year-old child?"

"Your Highness, don't be anxious. I just said the first benefit, and there is still something to do later."

"Oh?" The hero sat upright, "I listened with scruples."

Fan Xinghe smiled proudly: "We can also help Your Highness solve the Liang Kingdom. Within half a year, the Baji Palace will not need to spend a soldier or a soldier, and the Liang Kingdom will belong to Your Highness."

"Seriously?" The hero is full of interest. "I'm very curious. Yangzhou is more than a thousand miles away from my Shuangzhou. Why can you guarantee that your Valley of Wuzhi will destroy the most powerful vassal state in Shuangzhou in half a year?"

"Forgive me, Your Highness, this is the foundation of my ignorance valley. I will not be able to spread it."

"Then how do you win the trust of me? You have gained the magical artifact by you. If you cannot fulfill your promise in half a year, would you want me to lead my troops through Yanzhou to attack you?"

"This is a matter of no way. Please try your best to believe us."

The hero was happy: "The temptation did not achieve the coercion. In the middle of the night, I came here to play a rogue with my son? It was so boring.

Yinghe, take the guests away!”

Yinghe walked out of the shadow of the tent, silent.

Fan Xinghe was silent for a moment and asked with a smile: "His highness who is far away from the Baji Palace has only brought a guard in the Heavenly Realm? I said bluntly, you are too arrogant.

You know, although this place belongs to the boundary of Shuangzhou, it is possible that anything happens near the border."

After the words came, a sequel of sound came from the woods, and more than a dozen black shadows rushed out and surrounded the three tents in a fan shape.

The hero did not look back because there were two more people on the river in front of him.

These two men are old men like Fan Xinghe, and they slowly descended from the sky. Obviously, either of them has a level lower than Yinghe.

The hero wrapped his arms around his chest, his face calm, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes after a moment, and he asked, "Are my entourage outside the forest okay?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, we are here with sincerity." Fan Xinghedao, "Of course, if Your Highness can't believe it, then we have to offend it."

"Very good." The hero's mouth curled up evil, "Yinghe, which of them three, is you foolproof?"

"The one on the far right." Yinghe didn't say a word of nonsense.

"Then he is yours, be sure to come and see you."

"promise!"

When Yinghe answered, the man was already rushing towards the old man on the far right like the wind.

The old man was calm and gently tapped his toes on the water surface, like feathers blown by the wind, and he flew lightly but quickly retreated to the other side of the river.

Yinghe kept blinking, and the two disappeared into the woods on the other side.

Fan Xinghe and the remaining old man had no intention of helping, and they all looked at the hero with a smile, as if they wanted to see what kind of trump card he could come up with.

But the hero seemed to be completely relieved and picked up the fishing rod again.

"Old sir, if you want your Highness to believe in your sincerity, you should at least be honest when reporting your own home.

The dignified temple priest actually pretends to be the Valley of Ignorance. What is the difference between this and the thief on the street? The face of God is going to be lost to you!"

Fan Xinghe's expression froze, "I don't understand what Your Highness means. Do you think I am from the temple?"

"No?!" The hero's tone was exaggerated like an online lever, "Sheng! The temple is the temple that billions of people worship! It's fine to hide their heads and tails, but don't even have the courage to admit it if it is exposed in person?

The so-called priests and servants of the relationship are all cowards. When you look back, you have to talk to others well."

Hearing this, many of the men in black around the tent had abnormal movements. Several gazes looked at Fan Xinghe, which soon made the old man's face turn ashen.

Most of the servants of God are brainwashed fanatical believers, but they are not as shameless as priests.

"Hero, even though we know that we are from the temple, we dare to speak out loud and blaspheme the gods. Is your Baji Palace trying to rebel?"

"Don't let your grandma's fart!"

The hero cursed: "Baji Palace is the Baji Palace in Shuangzhou, and the Baji Palace in my Ying family. These million miles of territory belong to my family, including the temple!

My ancestor is God. You regard yourself as a slave of God. That is my Ying family. He uses slaves to reprimand the master and uses the word "rebellion". Why? You put two green onions in your nose, you really think you are an elephant?

A group of shit lying on the common people drinking blood. If you say blasphemy and the sins in the world are the temple!

Don’t think I don’t know what you have done when you control the way of God’s grace.

If killing the people in the temple is blasphemy, then I will leave the words here today. Even if the gods come in person, I will kill them as well!"

"Hero, you're looking for death!"

Fan Xinghe was furious and attacked the hero with five fingers.

The hero was still motionless, just shook the fishing rod and said lightly: "Xiao Lu, when will you eavesdrop on me?"

Before he finished speaking, a thick snake tail suddenly poked out from the river, entangled Fan Xinghe in a flash, and pulled him underwater.

Immediately afterwards, the color of the water surface became deeper than that of the night and spread rapidly.

The remaining old man was frightened and frightened. He jumped to escape, but saw a fire dragon rushing out under the water and wrapping him up in an instant.
Chapter completed!