"The male mantis is so great!"

"In fact, male mantis is not as great as willing to sacrifice themselves for love. When they approach the female, they always look for opportunities to jump on their backs carefully. If they are found, they will try their best to escape to avoid the fate of being eaten. This male is a little stupid."

Yu'er blinked her curious big eyes, and because she was puzzled, she blinked much faster than usual: "Why do males jump onto the female's back? Isn't it good to bully girls?"

Sweat, it’s really fatal not to offer physiological and hygiene classes in Heaven!

Lan Tai tried to explain: "Sometimes, men have to bully women, and they really want to bully them..."

Yu'er's brows gradually frowned, obviously disagreeing with this point of view, but she was still patient and listened.

Lan Tai's hands were itchy and wanted to show real people how to bully her, but seeing her concentration and serious look, she still suppressed her desires as usual.

Tolerance is what Hollandai is best at, otherwise he would not have lived today.

Unexpectedly, a flexible little hand stretched into his neck, which was cold and soft. Then her entire body center of gravity pressed up. Lan Tai was pushed down on the collapse and was bullied by Yuer first in a gorgeous way!

Anyway, his injury has healed.

Usually, she is always very happy when the two make a fuss and laughs heartlessly, but today Lantai always feels that she has something to do.

After repeated questioning...

"What? The snow leopard attacked the father's convoy? Is the father okay?"

Lantai inquired anxiously.

"So many people are protecting him, what can he do? Young Master, Shan Haiwang treats you, your biological flesh and blood, so do you care so much about him?"

"He is my father after all, and his blood is bleed on me. This is a fact that I can't rewritten."

"Hey, it would be great if King Shan Hai could think so, but it would be great if your prince could think so."

For some reason, Lantai always felt uneasy in his heart. It seemed that something bad was about to happen, and even the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms could not relieve it.

To be precise, this feeling has been around since the day Huo Qiguang became the prince, but for some reason, it is stronger now than ever.

Lantai stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain with his hands behind his back, looking at the old city worriedly, his right eyelid kept twitching.

The mountain ghost blamed himself for not being able to hold back and let the young master know the bad news. Why didn’t he have a secret mouth?

Lantai asked: "Is there any way to understand what happened at the foot of the mountain?"

The mountain ghost wants to say, let’s not get involved in what happened at the foot of the mountain. Isn’t it good to be our fairy couple here?

But after thinking about it, she changed her words understandingly, some.

A whistle called Men Chuniao, I wonder if it was the one last time.

The last time the news that brought back Yifeijiu and Xiaoaoyi wasted - "I know, take care of you."

The mountain ghost stroked the feathers of Menchubird, gave it a few rice rice, and whispered a few words next to its head, and the Menchubird flew away happily.

A few days later, Men Chuniao brought back the news of King Shan Hai's death.

Maybe it was because of the father and son who were in love, so Lantai’s right eyelid kept twitching these days.

But it is unclear what exactly caused the death. I think there are many statements about such a big thing. It is impossible for a bird to understand it too clearly. It only knows that the mountains, seas, and the city is full of sorrow and joy. A white cloth is hung on the branches of the trees.

The death of King Shan Hai is bad news for some people, but for others, it is a good thing that cannot be obtained, such as Prince Huo Qiguang.

It can be said that this day he has been waiting for in his life!

Lan Tai closed his eyes in pain, and the past scenes of his time with his father appeared in his mind.

He insisted on going down the mountain to attend the funeral, but the mountain ghost was not allowed: "Once those people find that the young master is not dead, they will definitely arrest you for the crime of deceiving the king! Besides, those people are so cunning, will it be a false news of death to help you go out?"

Lantai did not expect this.

But he only has one father after all. If his father died and he did not show up to pay tribute, wouldn’t he be a son of man?

So, no matter how much risk he took, he insisted on going down the mountain.

The mountain ghost was reluctant to leave and was worried about the young master, and he could not follow him, so he lowered his head sadly, his light brown eyes were foggy and I felt pity for him.

Although she had known for a long time that she could not be with her beloved young master forever, she did not expect that the first separation would be made so soon.

"Young master's sword was taken away by your father. Now your health has almost recovered, but you are unarmed. Why not bring this with you?"

As he said that, the mountain ghost pulled out a water jade with a pearl from his hair and shook it. The name of the pearl was "Chaolu".

I saw Bu Yao getting bigger and bigger in his hand, and in a short while he became a sharp three-foot sword! The morning dew pearl was embedded in the hilt of the sword and shone brightly.

Lantai thanked Yu'er for being so kind, picked up the Chaolu sword and looked at it, weighed it, a good sword!

"If the young master enters the palace alone, there will be many dangers. It is better to meet Xiao Aobai and Yifeijiu first."

"Yu'er thought very thoughtfully, I'm just thinking that."

The mountain ghost took out the lost red sandalwood flute and asked him to take it with him to facilitate the next time he entered the mountain.

Then he waved his skirt sleeve and summoned a skull. He sent the news that Lantai was about to go down the mountain to his teacher Yifeijiu in advance, including where to meet.

Because of her very tall and conspicuous figure, Lan Tai had to hunch her back and beard her waist and pretend to be an old man in order to cover up her eyes and make her taller.

In a people's market 2 kilometers away from the foot of Yunrong Mountain, Xiao Aobai, who was looking around, was suddenly blocked by a single person.

He went to the left and the man opposite him went to the right.

Xiao Aobai looked closely and cursed unhappily: "It's you, old man again, and said, when will you repay the money you borrowed last month? You said you are so old and don't study well, and you eat, drink, whore and gamble all day long. Didn't you lose the gambling again today? Didn't you borrow money from me if you borrowed money from me?"

Lao Wang said with a smile: "I haven't paid enough money to pay you back yet, but it's enough to ask the guy to have two glasses of money. Let's just go to the previous one."

Xiao Aobai called out to Yifeijiu, who was walking in front of him: "Brother, Lao Wang rarely treats you. Let's take care of him together."

In a corner of the tavern, the three people who had been away for a long time finally sat together again. Especially when Holantai almost walked back from the gates of hell, the three of them were full of emotion, and the corners of their eyebrows and eyes were moved.

The reason why I chose this lively place to meet is because Lantai thinks that the more dangerous the place is, the safer it may be; the more crowded the place, the less conspicuous the meeting between the three of them will be.

Before Holantai could explain where he had been these days, he first asked in a low voice how his father died.

In addition to liking for wine and sex, Shan Haiwang has no other unhealthy hobbies, and he also pays attention to taking care of his body. At the age of age, he is not as old as he deserves to be damn.

It turned out that King Shan Hai believed the slander of the wizard this time and brought Zhanlu's sword into the mountains to travel. In order to protect the safety, he did not listen to the advice of Feng Xingzong and other ministers, and insisted on transferring Zhao Shuai, who made the enemy scared, from the border defense.

As a result, as soon as Zhao Shuai left his post, Journey to the West was ready to move.

What kind of friendship is that the national strength is too weak and cannot beat others. As long as you can beat them, who is willing to bow down to other countries and smile?

A few days ago, the King of Journey to the West was still talking to King Shan Hai at the banquet, and he decided to attack Shan Hai Kingdom while Zhao Shuai was not there. At this time, Shan Hai Kingdom must have the least defense against them and the greatest chance of victory. He will never be tired of cheating.

If the army is defeated, the outcome is predictable. From then on, the Shanhai Congress and Congress will be irreconcilable with them.

But the King of Journey to the West probably had been holding his breath for too long, and even if he wanted to take a look at the beauty of the Sword God, he was rejected, so he took a gamble.

As for the King of Mountains and Seas, he was frightened by snow leopards and supernatural events in the mountains, and his heart rate was not uniform.

On the way back to the palace, I heard that Journey to the West took the opportunity to attack the border defense. I suddenly felt that it was over. The main reason was that I could not explain to the old ministers such as Shi Tou Fengxingzong in the pit. Could it be that those old people scolded the fool?

After returning to the palace with great worries, the eunuchs' firewood, rice, oil and salt immediately sent 10 beauties in bed warming, saying that they would suppress the king's shock.

Although the beauty of these 10 women is not as good as the finger of the "Sword Goddess", the deeply stimulated King Shan Hai still strives to seek warmth and comfort from them.

As a result, due to the excessive pressure from multiple parties, he died that night!

Before the king's funeral was completed, the firewood, rice and oil and salt rushed to show their loyalty to Prince Qi Guang, and gave them a variety of rainbow farts, and said that the matter of finding beautiful women would be covered by them in the future.

As they expected, the prince Qi Guangguang did not rain, and he did not shed a single tear. The news of his father's death spread all over the country in one second, and he wanted to immediately set foot on the throne of the king whom he had been thinking about day and night!

However, he had to wait patiently until his father's funeral tomorrow before he could succeed him.

After hearing this, Holantai hated the two bastards, Chaimi and Oil and Salt, and decided to find an opportunity besides them.

Shan Haiwang is obviously an incompetent father.

When he was young, he was concerned about state affairs and spent a lot of time exercising. He also had a lot of time in different beauties' bedrooms, so the time he gave to his children was very limited.

Among the many princesses, Xijun is the one he loves the most. Her daughters have hardly received much fatherly love. He is afraid that he can't remember the names of many princesses, and the birthday is even more hopeless.

The time spent on the princes by Huo Lufu is considered a luxury.

Holantai clearly remembered that when he was a child, his father carried his little self to his knee three times, once to study and twice to tell stories to himself. He could not remember what he was telling.

The little Lantai looked up at his father, his little face full of admiration.

However, he was not regarded as an emperor of his generation, but just admired this ordinary father who could tell stories to himself and held him high.

For ordinary people, telling stories to children and raising them high are all ordinary things a father does for his children; however, for Lantai, these little memories are rare and precious!

At that moment, Shan Haiwang was a good bastard. At the same time, he was still a rich father and a poor father.

Rich father is easy to understand, but how can he be poor as the king of a country?
Chapter completed!