Otherworldly Merchant

As Hatsumomo hid the door, I also knew that he was intentionally trying to send Li Mazi away.

What he's about to say may be extremely confidential and not even Asako can hear it.

The three of them came to me together, never just to verify how my strength was progressing, let alone to recap.

There must be something important, possibly even related to my ‘Lord of the Spirit' mission.

I moved two chairs out of the inner room and was about to sit down and listen.

But Chu always asked me, "Kowloon, don't you think it's strange? We call ourselves the Eight Famous, but why is there one missing? ”

“One less person?” His problem, I broke the index: “Not much. ”

Listen to me, the three of them frowned and glanced at each other. Little White Dragon laughed: “Did you say you were a sports teacher in math? Count it again. ”

“Look at that.” I broke my finger again: “The Eight Fang famous names include Grandpa, Mouse Senior, Master Phoenix, Master White Eyebrow Zen, plus the three of you and the Black Heart Monk. Isn't that just eight? ”

“Blackheart monk? Who's Black Heart?” Little White Dragon asked strangely.

“It was the last time a colored monk rode a bear in Devil's Valley.” Han Lao Liu poured a sip of liquor.

“Oh, that guy.” Little White Dragon, this is a sudden realization.

Seems that Little White Dragon and he are not familiar, that is, Blackheart monks are by no means one of the eight famous parties.

Turns out, the last time I tried to save me, all the rest of you famous people arrived. I didn't have a black heart monk for half a day!

But this is even weirder. Who's the missing one?

Nowadays, although they still have a lot of secrets they can't tell me, it's not a secret that at least the Eight Famous Parties have been watching over me.

The first time I didn't let myself continue to speculate, I said directly: “The only woman left, Miss Caiyun, is one of us. ”

“He has to call his aunt.” Xiaobailong added.

“What an aunt!” Han Lao Liu is very against it: “To count according to his grandfather's generation, you have to summon Grandma. I'm still a lifetime younger than you. Where are we going? Can't you change the stink you learned from the Cold Family? All day long what's high above. ”

Little White Dragon was grabbed white by Han Lao Liu, his choking face slightly red: “You don't pretend to be tall, that's because you are inherently low, there is nothing to pretend to be. Although I am just an outside disciple of the cold family, I really want to count, the cold old man who just passed away a while ago, is still my uncle, this death, I am the highest in the cold family. In addition, I still have the identity of Tianjianmen's 13th generation master disciple. This generation is also very good if counted..."

He just said half of it and was killed by Han Lao Liu's cold eyes.

Little White Dragon breathed a little air-conditioning helplessly and yanked his chin for the first time: “You go on. ”

Hatsukichi seems to have gotten used to the two people fighting each other's mouths. If nothing happened, he continued: “Miss Caiyun's identity is a bit special, she is not actually Huaxia, but the real only blood of the Japanese royal family. ”

“Isn't the emperor of Japan still here? How could it be the only blood vein?” I asked curiously.

At this time, Lao Six Han explained: “According to Jia Tian Xiang, Japan is probably the longest lasting dynasty in the world. It has never been broken for thousands of years. No matter which shogun is in power, it is at least nominally loyal to the Emperor! But there was a period of darkness, and there was an endless struggle within the royal family, which eventually led to the death of the Emperor. However, before the Emperor's death, his son was poisoned to death during the seizure of power, so the Shogun hired a civilian child to become Emperor. ”

“We thought the true blood of the Emperor had been cut off, but we didn't expect that the poisoned prince had already anticipated that someone would harm himself, so take the medicine in advance! Just afraid that the enemy will see the bloom, the amount of antidote is less, creating the illusion of poisonous hair death. ”

“Just as those people were busy working for the false emperor, the prince had travelled with two loyal samurai all the way across the sea, and after all the hard work came to China...”

“But then he feared only that his enemies would find him afraid to stay in one place for a long time, with generations of footprints spread almost throughout South-East Asia! It was not until after liberation that they settled in complete anonymity. ”

“When it reached Miss Caiyun's generation, she was the only girl left, so say...”

“So Miss Caiyun is the only blood of the Emperor of Japan! And from the next generation, the emperor of Japan has essentially been cut off.” Xiaobailong took over the conversation and explained it bluntly.

Han Lao Liu choked and glanced at him.

“Let me tell you something. We have to talk to our ancestors. What does that have to do with us? Just let Kowloon know that Caiyun is the Emperor's only blood line at present. One simple word.” Xiaobailong stalled the stall.

“Okay, then say it.” Han Lao Liu cried.

At first, he made himself a cup of tea. Happily, he looked at Han Lao Liu and urged Xiaobailong: “Go ahead, let's see how simple you are. ”

“What's so complicated about this? Not just one word.” Xiaobailong said directly: “Now that Caiyun has been captured by the devil, we have to find a way to get her out. ”

“That's it?” Both Han Lao Liu and Hatsumi were very surprised.

“It's over.” Little White Dragon shrugged his shoulders very innocently.

He is simple this time, I understand, but at the same time his head is full of question marks!

If Miss Caiyun and the first one can be called: Eight Famous, she is naturally not weak, how could she be suddenly captured? And who did it? Where are they now? What are we gonna do about it?

Xiaobailong looked at me and said, “Don't you get it? ”

“I don't understand...” I shook my head.

“I don't understand. Ask, and let Han Liu answer you. ”

Drink a cup of tea with a smile at first sight.

Han Lao Liu's mouth twitched.

This is the second time I've seen Little White Dragon, and I've had the least contact with him, and now I finally understand that this guy's personality is just like his skill, fast snow, never dragging mud with water.

I looked at them and asked, “Who caught Miss Caiyun? ”