Ji Suiying's eyebrows frowned slightly. After a long time of silence, she asked, "Do you know the details of that woman?"

Ji Suiying shook her head: "I don't know that the woman is wrapped, but that woman should be very young, and her archery and fencing skills are superb..."

“But what?”

"However, under Jiang Guangrong's protection, he also returned to Xiangsheng."

"I understand. You go down first. This is too difficult for you!"

Ji Suiying bowed gently to Ji Suifeng and quickly left the room.

Ji Suifeng looked at the direction where Ji Suiying left and said softly: "Is his words trustworthy?"

After Ji Suifeng died, the monkey thought for a while and nodded: "It should be credible. Brother Ying and Jiang Guangrong have no friendship. There is no reason to betray him for Jiang Guangrong. It seems that we all underestimated Jiang Guangrong. No wonder he dared to bring those people to the capital. It turned out that he had a secret card! I just asked someone to check it out. Nangongying did issue a reward order, and there were two masters on the list of ball masters, and more than 600 people accepted this task. They all failed. This woman is really strong!"

"Do you have anything?"

The monkey thought for a while and shook his head gently: "A young woman can kill more than 600 experts. No one can imagine that except for one dead person in my mind!"

Ji smiled and said, "It seems that one shallow sleeve is dead, and another new one is new. Haha, I can kill one shallow sleeve, and I can kill the other naturally. Well, since Jiang Guangrong is not dead, this proves that his life should not be cut off. Let's stop! Zhao Xing is dead. I don't think we will be needed, so someone will clean him up!"

"Haha, Zhao Xing was considered by An Jae-in as a minister like Tuo Gu. After An Zai-in died, he would never give up. Many people died of Nangong Shang. He was so angry that he couldn't speak. The good show was about to begin!"

Jiang Guangrong and his party had arrived in the northern part of the province, and then walked more than 300 kilometers south to Yanghe City. After more than a week of escape, they were exhausted. Even Iron Man like Keiko Miyamoto would feel tired for a while. They parked their car on the side of the road and slept in the car. Keiko Miyamoto sat quietly on the road outside the car, looking up at the bright moon above his head.

Jiang Guangrong opened his eyes lazily, looked at Miyamoto Keiko who was dizzy, gently opened the car door and walked down: "What? Are you leaving?"

Miyamoto's eyes did not leave the bright moon above his head. Miyamoto's suspicion of Jiang Guangrong was irrefutable: "I haven't seen such a beautiful moon for a long time!"

"Haha..." Jiang Guangrong smiled and said, "Isn't the moon like this every night? At most, it is round or lost!"

"You didn't notice it. The moon tonight is brighter than ever! I don't know if I can see such a bright moon in the future..."

Jiang Guangrong understood what Miyamoto Shigeru said: "It seems you are really leaving tonight. Will you kill a lot of people in Southeast Asia this time?"

"No. 245th on the list of ball experts!" When my father was executed by the Miyamoto family, he moved his hand, so my ability to kill him alone would never improve in a comfortable environment. I can now have this skill, and it all depends on years of companionship with Death. If I don't have the courage to face difficulties, then what courage do I have to defeat the stronger enemies in the future?"

Jiang Guangrong didn't want to use his own words to stop Shigeru Miyamoto's adventure. Seeing the oriental sword on Miyamoto's waist, Jiang Guangrong was even more curious about Miyamoto: "Your sword is very handsome!"

"If you like it, give it to you!"

"Uh..." "I'm not saying I just think it's handsome!""

Miyamoto untied the Dongyang sword at his waist, holding the sword in his left hand, and gently stroked it with his right hand: "This sword is called the Yuejian, which was made by my father when I was five years old. This was picked up by my father in the middle of the night. The moon in the sky shone on his father's face through the blade. My father saw that its curve was very similar to the arc of the last moon at that time, so it was named "Moon Knife". Strictly speaking, there is no difference between a knife and a knife. A knife is a sword, and a sword is a sword. Foreigners call it the Moon Knife or a Moon Knife, but I prefer to call it the Moon Knife. Because this name is more poetic and feminine!" Weichang Novel Network

"Ah?" Jiang Guangrong looked at Miyamoto Keiko in surprise. He couldn't believe that Miyamoto Keiko would say the same thing, "What about your robbery and dagger?"

Miyamoto Keiko's eyes were rare and she was a little embarrassed. After a while, he hesitated and replied: "The name he robbed is the princess, and the name of the dagger is the prince."

"Ha?" Jiang Guangrong opened his eyes wide and looked at Miyamoto Keiko with an incredible expression. Jiang Guangrong twisted and flew hard to make sure that he was not dreaming. Jiang Guangrong still couldn't believe that a woman like Miyamoto Keiko who was not worthy of her life would give her such a girl's heart. As expected, every woman was like this. No matter how she appeared, she had a girl's heart.

Miyamoto Keiko glanced at the strange Jiang Guangrong. Miyamoto himself didn't know why he told Princess Jiang Guangrong and the prince's name. After all, Miyamoto Keiko didn't tell anyone except to tell his parents. Thinking of his parents, Miyamoto Keiko was very sad. He whispered in his eyes in a melancholy manner: "You are the only living person, the one who says their names!"

"Don't worry, I will keep this secret for you!" Jiang Guangrong shrank his neck and shrank his neck.

Shigeru Miyamoto was silent for a moment, then glanced at the SUV who was parked on the side of the road.

"What's wrong?"

"That girl!"

"What's wrong with her?"

"You'd better keep your distance from her!"

Suddenly, Jiang Guangrong smiled: "Everyone of you told me this way, actually she and I are just ordinary friends! At best, it is a friend in need of help!"

Miyamoto Fuka glanced at Jiang Guangrong: "Do you really think so?"

Jiang Guangrong nodded with great certainty: "No one can confirm the future, but now, I really just treat her as a friend, and I am not afraid of your jokes. I always think she is strange. I think she is not simple, too mysterious. It is no exaggeration to say that she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I don't think I am so lucky to have her!"

Miyamoto nodded slightly and stopped talking.

Ji Suifeng took the monkey to a room on the third floor of the Ji family. Ji Suifeng stretched out her right hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door of the room was opened. The owner of the room was Ji Ruxiao. Ji Ruxiao was a little surprised to see Ji Suifeng visiting late at night. Soon, Ji Ruxiao understood that Ji Suifeng must have something important to find him. Ji Ru smiled and said to Ji Suifeng: "Suifeng, it's so late. Is there anything wrong? Come in!"

The monkey bowed slightly to Ji Ruxiao and stood outside the door, as if the door god was still moving. Ji went with the wind to a large extent. Ji Chengfeng entered and closed the door. Ji sat on the chair and said nothing.

Ji Ruxiao was even more confused. She poured a glass of water and gave it to Ji: "What's wrong?"

Ji Suifeng looked at Ji Ru with a smile: "But it is back to crosstalk!"

Ji Ruxiao knew very well that Ji Suifeng was coming so late and did not tell herself the news she already knew. Ji Ruxiao looked at Ji Suifeng and felt very uneasy: "I know, but she sent me a message. Is there anything else you have?"

Ji Suifeng didn't say anything, but just looked at Daqian, leaned gently on the back of the chair, and looked at Ji Ruxiao with a strange look.

Ji Ruxiao was numb by Ji Suifeng's eyes. Her inner anxiety became stronger and stronger. After a while, Ji Ruxiao asked again: "Suifeng, what's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!