Durin's Diary

Chapter 836 General

Someone on the second floor laughed, and then was dragged away from the window by his friend in an instant.

Aunt Qi was obviously furious. She was angry and anxious, and wanted to do something, but was stopped by the slight shaking of the head by Xiao Qi beside Du Lin.

She finally watched Xiao Qi's guest walk into the small building, and then looked at him with a bad expression.

"He returned with Sun Guanzhi from the Tianshi Mansion. He's a legend who made it to Shangjing in just one teleport from the Western Continent."

"Impossible! How is it possible to jump directly from Xilu to Shangjing! It's thousands of miles from Shangjing to Yuguanmen! And it's tens of thousands of miles to Xilu!" The aunt stared at her good nephew with eyes wide open.

"Yes, but if he had any intention of assassinating the emperor, Chang Tang would have changed its emperor by now, and I would be on the death list." The young man sighed and said, "My dear aunt, please believe me this time. When have I ever harmed you, Xiaoqi?"

That’s true, but if you don’t harm me, how can he give this kind of fruit to others casually?

"It's Pet." At this time, an old man came over.

He was wearing a thin robe of coarse linen and his eyes were covered with a black cloth, but he walked without any error.

He said this very softly, but it sounded like a deafening sound in the ears of Aunt Qi.

She looked at Xiao Qi again, who nodded. "Your ancestor, Madam Qi, almost went crazy because of this matter. You can go home and ask. I just saved your life, don't forget it."

After saying that, he laughed and walked towards the young gentleman.

The latter had already sat down at an empty table, with the menu floating in front of him, and he was smiling and waving at Xiao Qi.

Aunt Qi was silent for a while, looking at the little candle dragon, and finally looked at the fruit in her hand: "Master, am I being too arrogant?"

The old man smiled but said nothing.

Looking at the wrinkles on his face, Aunt Qi sighed, "No wonder the fortune tellers said this year will be the most blind year of my life. I didn't believe it, but now it seems I have to believe it."

After saying that, she walked to the counter and took a look at the menu handed over by the waiter: "No, can the two of them finish it?"

"They say a prime minister has a big stomach. Xiao Qi may not be so sure, but this young gentleman is a Candle Dragon after all. Have you ever seen a Candle Dragon with a small appetite?"

Facing the master's question, Aunt Qi sighed deeply and handed the menu back to the waiter: "Go ahead, don't keep the guests waiting for too long."

Then she looked at the young man who was dragging the drunken man into the store: "Drag him to the backyard. There's a pool there. It's cold and perfect for sobering up."

"Sister Qi, this late spring cold snap can really freeze people to death." The young man looked worried.

"He's an eleventh-level swordsman. Even a little bit of cold water can't kill him." Aunt Qi said, rolling her eyes.

Because she saw a car parked in the parking lot next to the store, and a middle-aged man with a white beard got out of the car and walked over with an angry look on his face.

"His father is here. I think you should run for your lives," she said.

So his friends let go of his limbs and ran to the backyard.

The master looked reluctant and reached out to help the yellow-haired man. He jumped up and finally hit his head on the pear wood carved counter.

His father didn't see all this, so when the old man walked in, all he saw was his son slumped on the counter, and the young lady from the Qi family was facing him with a bitter face.

After thinking about it, the middle-aged man in the eyes of some young ladies waved.

Then two more people got out of the car and carried Huangmao back to the car. "Ms. Qi, where are my son's friends today?" he asked.

"Uncle Liu, she left a long time ago." The young lady from the Qi family he was talking about was not an easy person to deal with. She had a small mouth and could tell lies in broad daylight.

The old man, who didn't know that he was two different people in front of others, nodded. He turned around and wanted to leave, but when he saw the two people at a nearby table, he couldn't move his feet.

He turned back and looked at Aunt Qi at the counter: "Whose family is this girl sitting with Little Seven from the Li and Zhao families?"

"She's a grown man, please don't treat her as a girl just because she's cute." Aunt Qi complained, completely ignoring the fact that she had just said so.

The master has a kind face and values ​​words like gold.

"Young man, I have never seen Zhu Longzi among the dwarf monsters. He is the first one in all these years!" said the old man.

"But Master Xiao Laoer and Master Yan..." "Since them, no Candle Dragon Child has appeared in Chang Tang for five hundred years." He said this and turned his head to look again: "Where did he come from? Which family is he from? Why have I never heard of him?"

"Little Old Seven said that he is a destined person from Xilu. Uncle Liu, it's normal that you don't know him." Aunt Qi said this and turned her head to look outside the gate. Another car stopped in the parking area.

It was an official license plate. Under her gaze, her eldest aunt from the Qi family got out of the car.

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Mrs. Qi got out of the car and felt a little tired - what happened today was too bizarre and made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The books written by these authors must be reasonable, but this damn emperor is really unreasonable in doing things - he is an old man in his eighties and he still dares to climb over the wall and leave the harem with only a young man who has been a guard for half a year!

If this had happened before the Republic, who knows how many people would have lost their heads! When everyone in the Candle Dragon Pavilion learned about the coordinates of this person and that person, they felt like the sky was falling.

Fortunately, it was later discovered that the person who came was not the alien killer who assassinated the king, but the descendant of the old man in the Western Land.

What nonsense.

As she was thinking, she looked at the small building in front of her - she heard that the dog emperor's little seventh son brought the child named Du Lin here, and she felt that no one should bully this child, so she came here in a hurry.

After all, they are the descendants of the old man.

After all, she was the wonderful person that Lan En praised in his letter.

With the intention of coming to take a look, she walked into the small building, took two steps up using the air as a staircase, then walked past the pearwood counter that her daughter loved the most, and looked at her daughter who was smiling a little reluctantly inside the counter.

"Ruyue, you didn't have a conflict with the young master, did you?"

"No, aunt." Facing her aunt, the little girl naturally smiled.

"Blind man, did my young lady lie to me?" Madam Qi did not breathe a sigh of relief, but looked at the blindfolded old man with a tense face.

The latter sighed: "A monk cannot deceive the wife of the Qi family. She deceived her."

Madam Qi smiled, then looked at her daughter: "If you don't get beaten when you go home tonight, I won't be the old lady of the Qi family!"

Domestic violence, at this moment, became a reality and rushed towards the "little girl" at the counter.

(End of this chapter)