When watching the galaxy, Ning Chang'an still said a poem in a serene way.

"The flying realm under the moon, the clouds form deep in the sea tower."

Sitting side by side, Chen Yuhuo was moved by the scene. The girl held her pink cheeks and didn't look at Ning Chang'an. She said to herself: "When Chentang County saw you, you said you borrowed a sword. At that time, you felt very cool, but now you feel like a fool. From the north, you are alone after all, Ah Dai is not a human being, you can't eat with you, watch reed flowers, or talk about interesting things, but you did all these when you were in Chentang County. I took the painting you made to Beijing, and I had a little thought, but I didn't expect that I would meet so quickly in the future."

"Many things are just such coincidences. In addition to the case of Mingjingsi in Beijing, I have experienced this process in all the dangerous battles you participated in. You have rescued me in the painting world. Now I am still sitting with you. Although sometimes you do something unnatural, I... I don't actually feel that annoying in my heart. Some of them are still OK, holding hands or something."

The bright eyes turned around just now, and Chen Yuhuo said, "I'm sure I like you."

Ning Chang'an turned sideways and looked at each other.

Ning Changan lowered his head, Chen Yuhuo leaned back, and hesitated and said: "Just let it go!"

"Just one"

With a "bang", the girl in colorful clothes was brought into Ning Chang'an's mirror flower, water moon, square inch magic weapon.

The moon is curved and long.

Ning Chang'an's body fell down, and Chen Yuhuo leaned back.

Not long after, Ning Chang'an was kicked out of a colorful sedan chair by Chen Yuhuo.

The girl's face was like red glow, Ning Chang'an exceeded the rules, and it was very powerful!

They are all second-level high-level cultivation, and if they are not suitable for talismans, Ning Chang'an really can't do anything to Chen Yuhuo.

The person was kicked away, and the wind flew back into the air and turned to the snow. Ning Chang'an sighed, "This concentration is unique!"

The morning light was dim, Ning Chang'an in the courtyard got up and washed up.

Chen Yuhuo still lives in the west wing.

The girl was not worried that Ning Chang'an would be able to overcome the rules after falling asleep at night. The little captain was not that kind of person.

Expressing his feelings, a hot pot and a pot of wine.

Chen Yuhuo slept peacefully.

The carefully prepared breakfast is made by poached egg lotus seed porridge, put it in a steamer, add a little firewood to keep it warm, and Ningchang'an went to the yamen.

The Imperial God Captain, no matter how much he said, he had to find Liang Zhaoxiang to share some joy. The key is that he hasn't been to the yamen for a long time.

Leave a note for Chen Yuhuo.

"The rice is in the pot, and people go to the yamen."

Sunlight rises, Chen Yuhuo gets up.

The morning light penetrated through the window, and there were pillars of light and dust in the room, and the black hair was like a waterfall. The girl saw the notes left by Ning Chang'an on the stone table under the old locust tree.

There was a little lazy smell on her face, and there was a jingle of wind chimes in the yard. The girl holding the note smiled gently.

"It feels getting better and better!"

Ning Chang'an sent red envelopes at the Guangling County government office. It felt very good.

I gave the gods to capture him and received a reward of 100 gold.

Festive things.

When people are in the yamen, some customs still have to be followed, and Ning Chang'an doesn't think it is inappropriate.

The money is gone and comes back again.

Besides, most of the people in Guangling County today are members of the "Spring Silkworm" organization. Ning Chang'an is even more distressed to his family.

Everyone has six coins for silver.

It is the salary for most yamen runners to catch up for several months, and they all have a good time.

After sending red envelopes to the yamen runners, Ning Chang'an looked at Liang Zhaoxiang in the backyard.

Liang Zhaoxiang gave Ning Chang'an a big red envelope.

Four taels.

Ning Chang'an gave the gods to capture the gods, this is the glory of the yamen.

The Guangling Insect Disaster, under the premise that the elixirs were refined by the Imperial Heavenly Prison Institute had limited elixirs, the control of the disaster situation exceeded the city, relying on Ning Chang'an's schedule and the omnipotent pills and talismans.

Liang Zhaoxiang knows this.

Ning Chang'an was beautifully made by killing, and Guangling County also made contributions to disaster prevention. This was a sure thing for the court to reward him.

Liang Zhaoxiang knew that he had entered the capital for a short time.

All of this is because of Ning Chang'an.

Chang'an is a blessing, and it is true and true.

So Liang Zhaoxiang waved his hand and gave him a red envelope of four taels of silver as he was nagging Ning Chang'an.

A private banquet in the evening, invited Ning Chang'an, Lu Qian and others.

Ning Chang'an spent all day in patrols along the yamen and wharf.

By the way, Ning Chang'an and the big and small heads in the "Spring Silkworm" organization were greeted and Wu Huangsu was officially recommended.

At night, the Sihai Tower was brightly lit, and those with some titles in the yamen gathered together, making it lively.

The night was a little deeper, and Lu Qian boasted that he almost cut off the heroic deeds of his descendants with one knife. There were bursts of laughter in the restaurant from time to time.

Taizheng Palace of the Imperial Palace.

The hall is towering and silent.

There may be footsteps of the Jinwu Guard patrol in the direction of the imperial city and the sound of footsteps coming from the slightest and unrecognizable way.

Silver gray fell from the depths of the sky.

This long purple dragon that was dozing on the eaves of the Imperial Study Room.

The Imperial Study Room and the Taizheng Hall were built from a distance.

The eaves of Taizheng Hall were covered with a thin layer of starlight. Someone squatted on the eaves and wore a wide black robe. The robe that covered the body was wrapped around her body, and was blown by the wind, making her look a little funny.

The man wrapped in a robe squatted on the roof of Taizheng Hall without saying a word, looking at the purple dragon on the imperial study room.

The man in a robe held a knife in his hand. It was less than a foot long, and the blade was as bright as autumn water.

The man in the robe stood up, and the purple old dragon who was dozing in the imperial study turned around and looked at the direction of Taizheng Hall.

When the man saw Lao Long's gaze, his vague face under his robe moved, and a smile seemed to be blooming on the corners of his lips.

The man turned over, his body flickered in the air and turned back to the snow and turned into the Taizheng Hall.

The purple old dragon left the imperial study room and appeared above the Taizheng Hall the next moment, and entered the Taizheng Hall as the man entered.

The bright sword light flashed in the hall.

At midnight, Ning Chang'an returned to the courtyard.

Grandpa sat under the old locust tree.

Grandpa turtle spirit can cover up his own breath.

This is the characteristic of the turtle clan.

The west wing room was on, the lights were swaying in front of the window, and Chen Yuhuo was reading a book.

The girl reflected in front of the window looked quiet.

Ning Chang'an hugged his hands and leaned against the door lintel. For a moment, he truly felt the warmth of home.

The figure in front of the window looked up and saw Ning Chang'an.

The girl smiled, flew out of the window, and floated in front of Ning Chang'an.

Then Chen Yuhuo took Ning Chang'an's hand.

Ning Chang'an pulls Chen Yu's firehands, and the girl will blush. Ning Chang'an also depends on the heat and find opportunities.

Now Chen Yuhuo naturally took Ning Chang'an's hand.

Ning Chang'an sighed.

It was really worth a meal of hot pot the night before.

The person was directly pulled down under the old locust tree.

"sit!"

Ning Chang'an sat down obediently.

The wind returned to the snow and turned around and the girl entered the kitchen.

When entering and leaving, put a home-cooked stir-fry with Ning Chang'an flavor on the table and put a pot of plum wine.

Chen Yuhuo sat in front of Ning Chang'an.

"Eat first!"

There is actually no appetite for a dinner at Sihailou.

Chen Yuhuo held his pink cheeks and his eyes were shining at Ning Chang'an.

Grandpa and old monk entered into meditation.

Then eat more, a second-grade high-level martial artist, and eat more dishes, but it's not a big deal.

Pour wine for Ning Chang'an and grandpa, Chen Yuhuo said, "Grandpa has entered the same place."

Grandpa is a turtle spirit, and he follows the practice system of demonic path.

Ning Chang'an was happy for his grandfather, and quietly came to Xianjia Mountain to understand. In just one day and one night, he returned and entered the first level of demon cultivator...

"Congratulations to grandpa!"

Ning Chang'an raised his glass.
Chapter completed!