"Get out!" the pine nut clawed with five fingers, directly grabbed the back of the dragon''s head, picked her up, and then slipped away and threw her aside.


    "Will shaking s and sister control suddenly become like this?" Du Ziyuan laughed in the audience.


    After the game, it''s almost time for everyone to leave. Pei Mingyang and Lao Wu lamented over there that these top demons were really extraordinary. If they entered the imperial sky one day, they might really be able to sweep one side.


    Du Ziyuan took Lin yufrown''s hand and planned to go home with the three fairies.


    "Belly, we can continue to play against the landlord. I''ve told old man Luo Yun about your two ideas. He''s working overtime now, and he''ll probably be able to play in a few months." Li Qinglian was suffocated just watching the game inside. Now she became active as soon as she got to the open space.


    "It''s not the stomach, it''s Du Ziyuan," Du Ziyuan said. "I haven''t started drawing comics yet. There are a lot of things to draw this time. I''m going to go home."


    The cartoon he plans to draw this time has 50 words of animation materials. Even after deletion, the amount is not small. With the software in the studio, he can be much easier.


    "Oh." Li Qinglian didn''t say anything after listening.


    ……


    When he returned to another restaurant, Du Ziyuan was going to let Xiao Jin take him back to Longjiao village. The Wen sisters came to the door.


    [sure enough?] Du Ziyuan thought Pei Mingyang''s words might come true.


    "Mr. Shanfeng." as soon as we met, Wen Hongyue said hello honestly. She seemed to be afraid of Du Ziyuan.


    Du Ziyuan didn''t know why, but he didn''t expect that there was nothing wrong with a smiling half step madness, but he also had a cartoon called Tang Bohu ordering autumn fragrance. With the combination of the two, Wen Hongyue really wanted to be immortal and die at that time. The more she thought about not laughing, the more she couldn''t help recalling the plot in the cartoon. As a result, at the thought of the teacher who killed herself by the shaman, she couldn''t help laughing, and the effect of laughter was about to take place.


    She spent almost all those three days in convulsions. Now when she saw Du Ziyuan''s body, she subconsciously reacted and wanted to convulse. She can''t help but be not afraid.


    "What''s the matter with coming to me?" Du Ziyuan was not a polite person and asked directly.


    Wen cuilong was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something. He also said straightly, "I don''t know what Sir thinks of my skill?"


    "It''s quite powerful, but that Lin Xinfan is also very strong. Are you confident to get the Feng king this time?" Du Ziyuan asked.


    Wen cuilong smiled: "half a month later, the finals will begin. Mr. Shanfeng can wait and see."


    "Well, I wish you success." Du Ziyuan said this and stopped talking, just staring at Wen cuilong. The meaning is very clear, just three words "then".


    Wen cuilong also realized what he meant and simply said, "well, I don''t know if my skill can be seen by teacher Shanfeng? Can I be a follower around you?"


    "Why?" Du Ziyuan asked directly, "I''m from Aolan, and you''re from Huang. The two countries are so far apart. Do you need to leave your hometown to come to me?"


    "Naturally, it''s because Mr. Shanfeng, you''re the best choice," said Wen cuilong, holding a strand of hair behind his ear. "You know, what we martial arts followers value is merit. Your brilliant performance of the seven front Festival has shown enough strength. Even if I can''t see how much merit you have, I believe it won''t be low."


    "I''m not the only one with many merits. At least the seven stars falling on the moon won''t be much worse than me?" Du Ziyuan asked again. "And don''t you consider the people in your own country? Even if the novel industry is not as good as us, there will always be several people with great public virtues in other aspects?"


    "You''re right, but for our sisters, the sense of belonging to the country is very weak," Wen cuilong said, "You may not know that we all came from the military. We started training in the secret base at the age of 5 and worked hard for more than 20 years. As a result, the country suddenly stopped fighting. We suddenly had no place to use. If it weren''t for the seven front Festival, we might be where now."


    "So." Du Ziyuan said he understood. The war did not disappear all at once. When the emperor''s decree was issued 80 years ago, all countries were still fighting inseparably. With the development of these 80 years, there were fewer and fewer wars, and a war with tens of thousands of people could be regarded as a "war".


    Among them, the militaristic state of Huang must be the most affected. Many of the original armed men lost their jobs after they didn''t fight, because their country''s economic pillar depended on war plunder, and their own productivity could not support so many people. Therefore, a large number of armed men of Huang left the country, or guarded their homes, occupied mountains as king, blocked roads and robbed, and even others Working as a coolie at the dock.


    The bodyguards of the state of Huang are still very famous in the East pole mainland of China, and Du Ziyuan has heard of them. It is also normal for the Wen sisters to have the idea of leaving the state of Huang.


    But why him? Du Ziyuan didn''t know anything. At least he knew that the Wen sisters had only contacted him during this time, that is to say, they only liked Du Ziyuan, not casting a net in a large area, and finally caught one.


    "In addition, there is another most important reason," Wen cuilong answered his doubt. "In fact, I am also very picky. I have a very important standard. If I don''t meet it, I will never consider being a follower."


    "What standard?" Du Ziyuan was aroused by her curiosity. Did he have something he didn''t know?


    "That''s... Mr. Shanfeng, you look very good," Wen cuilong''s cheeks flushed. "In fact, I''m an extremely beautiful person. I really don''t even talk. Although the seven stars falling on the moon is very powerful, his appearance is general. Compared with you, it''s just different."


    "Er..." because her answer was too unexpected, Du Ziyuan was shocked and didn''t know what to say.


    [I look good?] Du Ziyuan is probably influenced by the memory of dead fat house in his dream. He seldom considers his appearance. At this time, Wen cuilong realized that he was handsome? A male god?


    The more he thought about it, the more he floated, and the corners of Du Ziyuan''s mouth raised unconsciously. "Hey, hey, look what you said. I''m sorry. Am I really that good-looking? But if you want to say good-looking, isn''t it not bad to drink with floating cups?"


    "He''s different. He''s handsome. You''re good-looking, teacher. He must be very uncomfortable if he wears a skirt, but you''re different, teacher. It must be very suitable." Wen cuilong said, staring at Du Ziyuan with bright eyes.


    "..." [mom sells the batch!]