Transcending the Nine Heavens

Lan Ruo sighed and frowned: “Not bad though... but how is there a tunnel down there? And the tunnels are not everywhere, they are all dead tunnels, and in the tunnels, there are beds... seems to be just temporary refuge? From this point of view, the King Chu Yan and the son of Gu for three days are not very wise to go anywhere. ”

He shook his head and smiled, "And there's a thatch in the tunnel? When King Chu Yan lived here, could he go underground in the last bathroom? ”

Behind him, the two elderly men in blue also followed, laughing and not saying anything. The Big Brother should just say, as a talking primer, whether or not the interface is irrelevant.

Indeed, the next moment, Lan Ruo has changed the subject: “Is the passage still open? ”

“No. I can't even connect with my family right now.” Two elderly people are at the forefront.

Unfortunately for them, the first time they sneaked down like starfire, only a month after coming here, the Nine Heavens Passage was completely closed.

This makes us all a little nervous.

When the passage is closed, everything has to be done on its own. However, this matter is related to the Lan family's long-time honor, life and death! Even if Lan is the heir to the head of the family, the first son, does not dare to make excessive decisions on some important matters.

Lan smiled, "The next three days are good... at least it's much cleaner than the last three days; it's much calmer. Even if you can't find the sword master, it's not a good thing to stay here for more than three days. ”

He laughed: "Anyway, we have enough purple crystals, don't worry about spirituality and practice. ”

The other two laughed.

Lan Ruo's eyes were wide open and muttered: “Grandma said that her disciple is a beautiful woman with a deep heart of ice. Even in the last three days, the group is the best of the best. I really want to see what this wonderful woman looks like. ”

In the talking room, there was actually a certain admiration.

The old man was frightened and rushed to dissuade him: "Big Brother, it's better not to think about this. We have come down here to hand over the Nine Swordsmen, and His Majesty the Emperor, is most likely the woman of the Nine Swordsmen; if... not only can't be friends, but become the hatred of wives... that would be really bad. ”

Lan Rusheng smiled. "I'm just saying... Besides, I don't know if she is the woman of the Nine Swordsmen. If one day it proves otherwise... then I must see it. ”

The two elderly men behind them were silent at the same time.

But think about it: If Iron Replenishment is not the woman of the Nine Swordsmen, then... the eldest dude looks or enters the room, and it seems... it's not necessary either.

“After all, His Majesty the Emperor has become my concubine, leaving me to do whatever I please… but any man who thinks about it must be bloody. ”

Lan Ruo joked.

The two old men laughed bitterly; although Lan Ruo's tone is a joke, from Lan Ruo's blinking eyes... this sentence is not just a joke.

At this moment, the figure flashed and a man in blue appeared in front of him.

Lan Ruo turned around slowly, looked at people, smiled, and did not speak.

This is the style of the elder master! Never exit first. He will not conclude until someone has spoken up. “Big Brother, there's something new.” The blue man's feet just landed, he said impatiently.

Lan Ruo smiled slightly, crooked his head and still did not speak.

“His Majesty the Emperor did not come this morning and our four men in the palace have somehow disappeared three times. Now there are only seven women left...” The blue man said in a hurry.

“Oh?” Lan Ru flashed a slight irritation in his eyes: "A strange face appeared in the palace? ”

“Yes, according to Seventh Mistress, there was a young man who appeared in the palace. Then, the Iron Festival took an early break.” The blue man said.

“Young man...” Lan Ruo smiled, his face was a little tight, smiled softly, and said softly: “Looks like this cheap lover is here. Last night he tumbled over the phoenix... so he couldn't make it this morning? ”

His lips smoked, his eyes swept through a shadow, whispering to himself: “Looks like… it's really dry…”

For a moment, Lan Ruo actually had the feeling that he was' wearing a green hat ’.

He has seen iron for heaven; and, undeniably, Lan has absolute ambition for this emperor. The men's clothes look refreshing, and he fantasized about wearing women's clothes more than once.

For Lan Ruo, it doesn't matter what iron replenishes the sky, whether it looks like moonlight or not, it doesn't even matter if it's ugly... it doesn't matter. He cares. It's Ironclad's identity!

As he said earlier: an emperor becomes a concubine… what sense of accomplishment is that?

And that's what Lan is after.

Now, suddenly, there is a undeniable feeling of eating a fly in the mind of the Duke of Lanta.

But after all, his heart was deep. This feeling was pressed down just as it rose. "Speak in detail...”

As the Blue Clothes complained, Lan Ruo's face grew heavier and heavier, mumbling: “Looks like we're going to have to act.” His eyes instantly restored clarity, and he was also a man who could afford to let go, naturally knowing the big picture was important. In an instant, disperse the original discomfort from your heart.

A faint order: "Order all men to prepare for action. ”

“Yes.”

“Well, show our strength; but for someone like that, it's good to be honest.” Lan Ruoxiang smiled thoughtfully: “I'm afraid it would be counterproductive if it were a detour around the corner. ”

Behind him, the two old men were tight, "Major, this is a long story..."

“There's no time. The Nine Heavens Passage is closed, we can't reach the family, here, that's my call!” Lan Ruo waved his hand.

He slowed down two steps and smiled bamboo on his face: “This time, fifteen people came. Four Kings, three Four Pints, three Nine Pints; two One Pint, one Three Pints, one Six Pints... plus me. Such a power, in the next three days, is enough to overwhelm a nine-robbery swordsman who is not yet in the climate…! ”

…………

It was already afternoon that Chu Yang woke up under the general urging of the Iron Festival.

Iron replenishes the tide, lazily sitting in front of the mirror dressing; however, whenever he wants to change his men's clothes, there will be a handful of salty pigs behind him attacking him; a half hour of dressing is not yet complete. Always gasping, angry, helpless, shy and sweet...

After a long time, Iron Replenishment finally stopped Chu's harassment with such hegemonic reasons as' you'll never go to bed again 'and changed your clothes as you wished.

But after taking two steps, I still felt that my footsteps were floating, and my lower body still had hidden pain. I had to take a hard look at Chuyang: “How can I go up to the morning like this? ”

Chuyang asked with concern, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt? I touch..."

Iron Heaven punched him in the face.

Hu Tian Hu Tian almost day and night, Chuyang is in a strong physical condition, I don't feel so much, but Iron Replenishment is already hungry.

This night, combined with half a day of tiredness, is an iron day like never before.

Walk one step, help the wall, shake occasionally, just feel dry tongue; I can't even remember the feeling.

Chuyang only laughed badly, hurriedly pulled out the water from the Spirit Springs from the space, and Tie Tong Tian mumbled and drank a few sips, which only restored the spirit, rushing to arrange the royal chef to eat.

He was eating, and his little figure snuck in: “Mother, Father...”

Little fella come and say hello.

Chu Yang hummed, "What have you been up to for the past half day? ”

“Study...” the little guy said frighteningly.

“What do you study!” Chu Yuzhao hugged him and said: “I'll tell you the story later...”

The little guy had a slight twist on his face.

Who tells who the story is? Don't try to reverse the black and white...

Iron Festival morning when the little guy screamed ‘Daddy’, he blushed, hurried to bring his son over, shushing cold to warm up.

In the afternoon, Iron Festival is still lazy, doesn't want to do anything, can't handle affairs.

Chuyang ‘told his son a story for a while' and found a reason to let Tie Tong Tian lure his son and sneak out of the sleeping palace herself.

A distant middle-aged eunuch was standing in front of the sleeping palace gate, seemingly trying to get in, and he dared not.

Chu Yang slipped past Dada and smiled kindly: “Are you the chief executive now? ”

The wind mains nodded his waist: "Yes, the slave is right. Slaves don't dare.” He doesn't know what this guy is, but when he sees this kid spending the night in the emperor's sleeping palace, he knows that he's definitely a great person. Well, maybe... that's it...

So the wind is cooler and more cautious, and the divine color is more respectful.

Chu Yang nodded: “What's your name? ”

“The slave called... the wind was cold.” The wind cooled down to reveal a delightful smile: “Cough... because of the tune of the slave's name... everyone jokingly called me, Seven Ladies...”

“Seven Ladies...” Chu Yangton choked. "Good name! Good name!”

The wind smiled cold and dry.

“I said, Seven Sisters.” Chuyang laughed. "Did you report all three of them? ”

The wind was so cold and shocked that it suddenly raised its head and stunned its tongue: "Ah? ”

“Ah, what?” Chuyang obliquely: “You wait here, not for the Emperor's will, right? Are you waiting for me? ”

When the wind cooled down, his hands and feet were chaotic: “This...”

“You don't have to say anything. Everybody's smart.” Chu Yang smiled and asked kindly, "Who are you Lan family this time? I can't believe you knew to wait for me here... It's a deep thought. ”

In the face of such a wicked and intelligent man, the wind could not do anything but be open and honest: “Yes, my elder brother-in-law invites you to gather at the Sky Transport Building at night! ”

“The man who did the big thing!” Chuyang praised: “I love being honest and open, I admire it! You can come back at night. I'll be there. ”

He ordered, "Tell your grandfather that this table can't be too sour.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)