Two people came out, and two animals returned.

Jiang Ping returned to Shangjing City and was feeling a little depressed.

He obviously did nothing, but how did things become different?

The Demon Lord Seven Nights, who should have been in power for ten years in the martial arts world, was forced to retreat because he was upgraded too quickly.

His big golden legs were so thoughtful that he sent them to the factory for repair before the experience period had passed.

This world is too cruel to him.

Can you still be a salted fish?

"Why……"

In his own garden, Jiang Ping sat in front of a long corridor, holding a pillar, staring at the front with his eyes blankly, and sighed quietly.

In front, a snake and a dog are testing each other.

To be precise, it should be the one-sided act of death.

It seemed that he knew that this powerful big green dragon had also become a destiny like himself. Not only did Bai Yan not sympathize, he was a little gloating.

So at this moment, it no longer had fear and was ready to regain the inheritance of ancient bloodlines and teach Xiaoqing what it means to come first and then arrive.

After all, it is a dragon-feeding selves.

Then, it starts from the three zhang range near to Xiaoqing.

Bai Yan carefully poked out a dog's paw and gently paved on the ground. A pair of golden vertical pupils stared at Xiaoqing's movements, as if there was any movement and silence.

Fortunately, the garden is big enough, otherwise I wouldn't be able to put down these two giants.

"Husband, tomorrow is the time for the princess to choose a marriage. If you are still so unhappy, how can you host tomorrow?"

At some point, Tieguanyin appeared behind Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping used to lean on his chest, and felt a soft embrace surrounding him, and his hands gently massaged his temples.

"I'm going to go through the motions. In the end, I have to see who gets the high bride price. What's the point?"

Jiang Ping sneered:

"Bad rules, I didn't expect that I would ask for a bride price everywhere I went, and even the emperor was no exception!"

Tieguanyin patted Jiang Ping's head with a slight angrily saying, "When you married me, didn't you give me any bride price?"

Jiang Ping was stunned for a moment.

It seems that he was the case. He had received a lot of dowry at the beginning, and he didn't even prepare for a wedding room and moved directly into the Iron Mansion.

So at first, people in the Iron Mansion thought he was a son-in-law who married into a marriage.

But this doesn't matter!

Jiang Ping Zhenzhen said, "I have given you my best. What other bride price do you want?

Woman, your name is not content."

Tieguanyin said wonderingly: "What did you give me?"

Jiang Ping touched his chest and said, "My heart!"

"It is easy to get a thousand gold, but it is hard to find a heart. My true heart is not more precious than any bride price."

Tieguanyin: “…”

The first time I saw someone say it was so reasonable to be free.

But who asked me to choose this?

Don't be angry or not!

Tieguanyin exerted a little force on his finger, but still said with a smile:

"I gave me all your sincerity, so why do you still find two sisters for me?"

Jiang Ping thought for a while and said, "Probably, maybe, maybe it's because he really has passed the shelf life?"

Tieguanyin hit Jiang Ping hard on the head with a bang and spat:

"Bah, scumbag!"

Jiang Ping felt pain and pulled Tieguanyin into his arms and used the domineering president routine.

A husband can't cure a woman anymore.

As a result, I heard a bang.

Tieguanyin's head hit the pillar he was holding just now, and the sound was loud.

Tieguanyin rubbed the red and swollen part of her forehead, and tears burst out from her eyes:

"it hurts."

"Ahem, that, I think I don't have anything to do, so I'll leave first."

Jiang Ping ran away wildly, leaving only one voice outside the painting:

"Remember to apply some medicinal wine yourself, and I won't go back to my room to sleep tonight."

"asshole!"

Tieguanyin looked at the distant back, paused, but laughed out loud.

No matter what, he should be in a much better mood now.

"Hey, big hair, stop digging, you've digging through the ground."

Tieguanyin shouted at Bai Yan.

I saw a pit as big as a water tank appeared under the paw of the white celestial claw, but it still didn't dare to take a step forward.

And when he heard the voice of Tieguanyin, Bai Hu seemed to be frightened. His white hair stood up and turned into a lightning bolt, disappearing without a trace.

Xiaoqing lay lazily on the spot, not even moving her wings, but just looked at the direction where the dog was going, her eyes full of contempt.

He is worthy of being that guy's pet.

...

the next day.

The sky is blue, as clear as a mirror, and a few strange-shaped white clouds float by in the sky.

Today is the final day for the princess to choose a marriage.

The martial arts performance venue was performed in the palace.

The surroundings are the palace guards wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, the kind with high martial arts skills.

Since the last Qiye battle with the national teacher, Emperor Zhao has raised the level of guards in the palace one level.

Although adding two levels is useless, it is at least a psychological comfort.

So at this time, there are about 500 ordinary audiences, and all walks of life look very scary.

After all, a rare master can only stand guard here now, and it is just a sign when you say it out.

Since someone had already decided on the plan, in addition to Emperor Zhao and many ministers, as well as senior melon-eating crowds such as their families, there are also some lucky spectators who are drawn and can call Liu Liu Liu.

There are these things, and now I am looking around excitedly.

However, they still knew something in their minds. They did not look offensively at Emperor Zhao and others, but just decorated the palace, guarded the guards and the contestants.

They were all important props for show off, but because someone was in a bad mood, they had completely become embellishments at this moment.

Jiang Ping sat cross-legged behind a table, supported his head and raised his head and counted the clouds boredly, thinking that the second flower on the left might have eaten too much, like a chubby Buddha, and the sun behind the clouds was like its aperture.

"Mr. Jiang, it's your turn to speak."

I don’t know how long it took, but the little eunuch beside him whispered.

"Oh, it's my place."

Jiang Ping stood up, coughed twice, swept his expectant gaze again, and thought for a while and said:

"The princess is a daughter-in-law. Zhao Mingzhu, everyone works hard and marrying is profitable.

OK, let's start."

Emperor Zhao, who was sitting above him, turned dark, but he had to keep a decent smile.

After all, there are still many civilians present today, so he, as the king of a country, must have grasped the demeanor of him.

"Hai Daban, what is Jiang Ping doing? This is not what he asked for. Why do he look weak?"

Emperor Zhao whispered to Hai Dagui on one side.

Eunuch Hai replied: "Mr. Jiang secretly left Beijing before, but after he came back, he looked like this. It seemed that he had encountered some difficult things."

Emperor Zhao smiled slightly, but he couldn't help but smile.

Finally someone has cured him.
To be continued...