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Chapter 235 The Three Musketeers

Ning Chang'an wrote a poem, Chen Yuhuo's finger gently flicked in Ning Chang'an's hand, "What a great poem, I will leave the capital tomorrow and go north along the Luo River. You can probably see the green mountains on both sides of the shore facing each other, and the lonely sail is coming from the sun."

The smile on his face became stronger and stronger, and the girl said, "You are beautiful, have a high level of cultivation, have great poetry, and have unique paintings. My father should like it very much."

"Isn't it very old-fashioned?" Ning Changan became serious.

"Not that, I just have a little hot temper!"

"When I was in the snow villa, there was a bull demon who wanted to bully me, and my father smoked the bull tendon!"

"Uh!" Ning Chang'an's persistent right hand froze in the air.

The sound of water splashes sounded in the distant river, and the bull demon fell into the water.

Seeing Ning Changan froze in the air, Chen Yuhuo smiled, "My father spoiled me, so I can only bully you."

Ning Changan's face was upright, and he looked down at the girl's gaze and spoke seriously: "Please bully!"

Chen Yuhuo stood up with a smile, "Why is this?"

Chen Yuhuo stood up, and Qin Shifei, who was looking at the mirror image on the observatory, looked contemptuous, "I can't take it even if I'm like this!"

The sea of ​​flowers, the tall jade bi in the hall is like a large screen in the theater. Luo Ji sat down and held a wine cup with his right hand, enjoying the view.

Eighteen exhaled bubbles from the water and came out, "Boss, the warlock from the Imperial Heaven Supervision in the afternoon, led the team from Jiangnan, and flew around two miles away."

"Just make a fuss."

After suddenly coming back to his senses, Ning Chang'an reflexed his condition and thought of the scene when Qin Shifei was eating hot pot on the observatory that day, saying that he and Chen Yuhuo were on the paper sedan chair.

"Qin Shifei asked Jiang Nan to deploy the formation, which was peeping at himself. Old silver coins."

The first-rate sorcerer of the Imperial Heavenly Prison, Jiangnan, had a magical power, but his anti-reconnaissance ability was poor. I didn’t know that Ning Chang’an had an intelligence network in Guangling County.

With the idea that everything would go smoothly as long as Ning Chang'an was not seen by him, he knew that Ning Chang'an was deploying the formation in the palace and Jiangnan, but the members of the Chun Si Silk Organization saw it clearly and reported the information to the 18th and the loyal bull demon.

On the Imperial Heaven Monitor Star Observatory, Ning Chang'an in the mirror puts his left hand on his hip and his right hand is raised with his thumb, but his thumb does not go downward.

If you have bad intentions and are suddenly discovered, it is an instinct to cover up and has nothing to do with your cultivation.

"Discovered by Ning Chang'an!"

Qin Shifei hurriedly put away the star-gazing mirror, then grinned, "Why am I panic? Ning Chang'an is in the small courtyard of Guangling River, and there is a city wall between him and Ning Chang'an."

Flower Sea Flower Palace.

Luo Ji frowned, "How did Ning Chang'an know!"

Then the female devil looked at Ning Chang'an and Chen Yuhuo as they got on a colorful sedan chair and went straight into the night sky. The two of them snuggled together.

"There are people peeking at Ning Chang'an, who is a fat man from the Imperial Heavenly Prison." Luo Ji smiled, so interesting.

August 20th;

It is good to take up the post and recruit a son-in-law.

Murong Changqing, the envoy of the Dayue Kingdom, and his group headed north.

Sitting in the dark carriage was Murong Changqing, monks, Taoists, scholars and scholars, and Jinwu Guards riding thirty-six fronts and backs.

At the forefront of the team are Ning Chang'an, Jiangnan, and Ximen Qiushui.

Ning Chang'an is elegant and handsome. Jiangnan is beautiful and has beautiful eyebrows and mountains and rivers. The cold-faced man Ximen Qiushui has distinct facial features and a tough temperament. Three people and three riders have their own charm. The eyes of pedestrians on the streets are focused on Ning Chang'an and other three people.

The case of Red Scale was broken and the palace was widely publicized, and Ning Chang'an had already heard the sound of the capital.

Praise came one after another from both sides of the street.

Ximen Qiushui's waist was straight, Jiangnan's face was uncomfortable, only Ning Chang'an was calm, and he waved his hand from time to time in the direction of the call.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Ning Changan asked Ximen Qiushui beside him.

"Well, I'm not used to being exposed to these many people." said the cold-faced man.

Ning Chang'an had a smile on his face. If it were in the past, Ximen Qiushui, who was taciturn, would have been a "yes", and then there was no future, and it was different from the past!

"You are very used to it!" Ximen Qiushui asked back.

"Of course!" Ning Chang'an nodded. He had encountered it frequently when he was in Chentang County, and he could throw down handkerchiefs and lychees from time to time.

People let it go and thought of Liu Xilou and Xie Ling'er.

Since the beginning of the Shenlong case, the capital city has been martial law first, and then it went to the Red Moon Market by itself. It has not been a long time since I met the two girls.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Nan, who was fluttering in white clothes, asked.

Looking at the two people beside him, Ning Changan smiled and said, "You can leave the city in half an hour, but after walking through the Zhuque Street ten miles now, I am afraid that everyone in the capital will know whether we three should have a title."

“What title?”

"Three Musketeers of the Capital!"

The cold-faced man Ximen Qiushui slowly opened up with a smile on his face. This is a good name. He is like a sword with a straight waist.

The queue passed by the intersection of Hongfu Street, and the brocade windows on the Mingyue Tower will open.

Leng Qingchan held the silk handkerchief in her hand and looked at the man on the street horse in a flash!

Among the crowds on both sides of the street, Xie Ling'er stood together.

Looking at Ximen Qiushui, Jiangnan and Jinwu Guards along Ning Chang'an, Liu Xilou whispered: "Ning Ge'er is becoming more and more outstanding and handsome, and we seem to be getting further and further away from Ning Ge'er."

Xie Ling'er looked at Ning Chang'an's back and was a little confused, "It's not far away, it's in her heart."

The team left the capital and headed straight to Guangling County Wharf.

At the Sihai Tower on the pier, there are a person and a cat on the table next to the window. The table is filled with various dishes, and Meng Po is busy with both hands.

The black cat complained, "How come it's like a starving ghost reincarnation!"

Meng Po's lowered bags trembled, and she glanced at the black cat, "Meow!" The black cat screamed gentlely.

The canal and Xizi River, the river comes from the north, Chen Yuhuo rides the bull demon 18, and the monkey squats at the tail spine of the eighteen, and grandpa sits on the pig demon Tiangou.

The age difference between the old and the young is hundreds of years, one riding a cow and the other riding a pig.

The pig demon Tiangou was so happy that Ning Chang'an hugged the thighs of the turtle spirit.

Shiba was also excited, his nostrils were emitting white air, he was about to go on a long journey, and it was not a poor trip.

The team left the capital and arrived at the dock at noon.

Two large ships;

A ship for Murong Changqing and Jinwu Guards to take a warship.

The pedestrians at the docks are even larger in size.

This is Ning Chang'an's territory.

Seeing Ning Chang'an boarding the big ship, Lu Qian was filled with emotion.

A hundred days ago, I was the head of the constable in Chentang County's yamen, and Ning Chang'an was the constable. A hundred days later, Ning Chang'an escorted the envoy of the Dayue Kingdom to the north. Aside were the Jingzhao Prefecture God's Detective Ximen Qiushui and the first-rank formation master of the Imperial Heaven Supervision. A hundred days apart, it seemed like a dream. I did not see the wrong person at the beginning, and I followed the right person.

Ning Chang'an is naturally on the same boat as Murong Changqing.

Murong Changqing stood beside Ning Changan, wearing a blue shirt, and his appearance was not inferior to Ning Changan.

"You are very popular!" Murong Changqing said.

Ning Chang'an nodded: "Heaven does not deceive good people. If you do too many good things, you will naturally like more people."

"It makes sense, the safety of this prince depends on Ning to avoid it."

Ning Chang'an clapped his hands, "The three monks, Taoists, scholars, and scholars are all masters in the extraordinary realm. Such a combination can resist the joint efforts of the Imperial Heaven Supervision Supervisor and Mr. Zhuge, Mingjing Si, and Huang Shang. There are more people who kill me than those who kill you, so don't use a knife to kill people at that time."

Murong Changqing laughed, "Okay, as long as you beg me."

Ning Chang'an's eyes fell to the dock, Lu Qian and others, waved his hand, and said to Murong Changqing: "Please, this is impossible."
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