Strongest Guard

"Have you seen Hua Ye Shen?"

King Xuanyuan grabbed the windbreaker with his right hand, flicked it slightly, and sat on the small bench.

When he sits down, his movements are also extremely elegant and refined, which makes people can't help but think of the weeping willow branches swaying around when the wind blows.

If an organization held a "beautiful sitting" contest, King Xuanyuan would definitely win the gold medal.

Li Muchen, who returns to the Valley of Flames to attend the ancestor worship ceremony on the third day of March every year, when he saw the king sitting like this in the past, he would only praise his sitting posture from the heart.

It won't be anymore, just like suddenly no longer fearing him.

Looking at his eyes, there was even a ridicule that even she hadn't noticed. You said that you are now a man, but you are sitting in such an elegant posture. It is pretentious to say that it sounds good, and it is nauseating to say that it is ugly.

No matter what he thinks, Li Muchen will answer respectfully: "Yes. I attended the noble banquet held by the Seven Stars Club last night."

"Aristocratic banquet, is it fun?"

King Xuanyuan raised his right foot, just about to put it on his left knee, but then put it down in time, his slightly bent waist also straightened.

It turns out that when people are sitting, they can put one leg on the other.

Moreover, it is very comfortable.

This was also one of the reasons why King Xuanyuan found the outside world so wonderful.

He had never sat like this in the Valley of Flames.

Sitting upright is the only sitting posture in the Valley of Flames.

During these days in the world, as long as King Xuanyuan sat down, he would raise his legs. This was already one of the greatest pleasures he could enjoy at any time.

However, guarding his loyal subordinates, he must maintain the kingly demeanor he should have, so that Li Muchen always maintains his inherent awe.

It's just that he didn't know. The actions he corrected in time and the question of asking the nobles about the banquet were like two hammers, smashing the demeanor of the king he tried so hard to maintain.

puppet.

I don't know what happened, when Li Muchen heard her ask this sentence, the word flashed across his mind.

King Xuanyuan, who has the supreme status in the Valley of Flames, is actually just a puppet.

If he were not a puppet, how could all the kings of Xuanyuan in the past be "prisoned" in the Valley of Flames, and the black dragon would not appear and never leave the valley?

You can never come out, nor can you accept messages from the outside world. This is not a jail or imprisonment. What is it?

The Valley of Flames could not live without King Xuanyuan, who also gave him supreme authority, but at the same time, he was like a prisoner in a jail—to use elegant words, he was just a spiritual symbol.

Thanks to us for so many years, we have always maintained sufficient awe of this ridiculous spiritual symbol.

While uttering words to clearly introduce the scene of the reception at the Seven Stars Clubhouse last night, Li Muchen was disdainful in his heart. In fact, the most powerful people in the Valley of Flames should be the elders in the presbytery.

Those who are old and immortal not only enjoy a transcendent status below one person and above ten thousand people in the Valley of Flames, but also enjoy the glory and wealth in the outside world.

It is said that the several elders who are in charge of the south of the river all have families there and lead a life of drunkenness.

The supreme king has only two hobbies, one is jade and the other is wine.

But those old immortals, BMWs, villa beauties, what they want, everything they enjoy is the blood and sweat of our hard work.

Only a fool like the Star God will always work hard for the position of deputy king in these years.

Ha, if it was me, I would only be an elder.

The more Li Muchen thought about it, the more he felt Zhanxingshen was silly, and when the corners of his mouth could not help but appear sarcastically, he heard King Xuanyuan's cold voice: "Is it funny?"

"what?"

Li Muchen looked up for a moment and looked at King Xuanyuan.

The moment her eyes met, she clearly saw Leng Sen's evil spirit, her heart trembled, her knees softened, and she knelt on the ground with a plop.

She was too careless.

When reporting to Wang, he drove off.

In the past, this was absolutely not possible.

There is now, that's because she has regarded King Xuanyuan as a tubao who has never seen the world!

Who is in awe of Tubao?

It was because of this mentality that Li Muchen's spirit was relaxed, and he took a short run when reporting to work.

It's just that she has obviously forgotten the important point, this dumpling, puppet, and spiritual symbol that she despised, controls her power of life and death.

At the same time, King Xuanyuan also possessed a terrifying force value that could kill her in seconds.

More importantly, even if King Xuanyuan kills her instantly, he doesn't need to be responsible for explaining to anyone afterwards.

Looking at Li Muchen, who was kneeling on the ground and touching the ground with his forehead, his whole body trembling, the right fist held by King Xuanyuan slowly loosened: "When I was about to enter the world, I already knew that I was very Ignorance will make you despise me and think that I am just you. Even, you still think that I am just a puppet of the Valley of Flames. You only need to fear me on the surface and let me continue to enjoy the feeling of being above, and you can continue to enjoy you The current life."

Li Muchen's tremor became stronger, and his teeth began to rattle.

She wanted to say no, but she couldn't say a word for fear.

Only to listen to King Xuanyuan continue to say: "Perhaps, I am really the puppet that you do. But I want you to never forget that the life and death of you people are all in my hands. If I want to kill you-- --"

With that, King Xuanyuan's right hand wearing black gloves grabbed a corner of the stone base under the small bench.

Li Muchen, whose forehead touched the ground, looked out from the corner of his eyes and saw that black hand, as if grabbing tofu, gently scratched it, which should be the corner of the granite base, and he grabbed it.

Slowly letting go of his hand, the gray-white powder was blown on Li Muchen's felt hat by the northwest wind, making a rustling sound like spring silkworms.

"Get up. If people see it, it's not good."

King Xuanyuan slapped his hands, and said coldly: "But you better remember to me who holds your life."

Li Muchen, sweaty and heavily clothed, never dared to look at the king again for the next half an hour.

Just like in the Valley of Flames, she will answer whatever the king asks.

He will not say one more word, let alone say a word less, only stand from an objective standpoint, and must not be mixed with the slightest personal opinion.

"In this way, until now, Li Nanfang has not come out of the clubhouse?"

"No."

Li Muchen paused and said softly: "If he comes out, my men will report to me immediately."

"Ok."

King Xuanyuan stood up on a long chair and walked around with his hands on his back for a few times before he said: "You don't need to interfere with Li Nanfang's affairs. You just need to do it. Just what you should do."

"Yes."

"Have you been to that gray valley this year?"

After Wang Xuanyuan changed the subject, his voice softened slightly.

The change in his voice made Li Muchen's nerves that had been tense during this period of time, relaxed a little, and quickly replied: "I have been. I just came back two days ago."

"How is the harvest?"

"As usual."

Li Muchen hesitated and said in a low voice: "There is no special glass type, but ----"

"But what?"

"But in the Gray Valley that day, a piece of century jade was opened."

"The Jade of the Century?"

King Xuanyuan, who had originally turned his back to Li Muchen, suddenly turned around after hearing this: "Where is it now? Have you got it?

Although he has never been out of the Valley of Flames, the research on jade requires a lot of outsiders and everyone.

After all, he has only done three things year after year and day after day in the Valley of Flames.

Martial arts.

Appreciation of jade.

Wine tasting.

When anyone can spend all their energy except eating and sleeping in a few industries, even the stupid person can become an absolute leader in these industries.

So when it comes to jade appreciation, King Xuanyuan is definitely a great expert among them, knowing what the concept of "the jade of the century" is.

"I didn't succeed. I'm not sure where it is now."

Li Muchen told the truth: "But I know who is the owner of the jade of the century."

King Xuanyuan didn't speak, just looked at her.

When Li Muchen slowly said Li Nanfang's name, he smiled.

Li Nanfang is the black dragon that can free him from the Valley of Flames, the culprit who "instigated rebellion" one of his four goddesses, and the owner of the Jade of the Century.

Why are these things related to Li Nanfang?

Could it be said that the thousand-year-old old legend in the Valley of Flames really needs to be confirmed by Li Nanfang in the contemporary era?

Li Muchen is not allowed to go on a business trip when reporting to him.

But he could think of his own thoughts while listening to her detailed narration of the release process of Century Jade.

Li Muchen had finished talking for a long time, and he was still thinking about his own business.

Li Muchen was afraid of disturbing him, so he dared not move.

It wasn't until there was a low voice from a car in the distance that King Xuanyuan, who looked like a sculpture, moved, "You said, I am walking outside, should I have a better name?"

Li Muchen was stunned.

After reporting on the process of the Jade of the Century, she repeatedly played back what she said just now, whether there was any fault, and what questions the king would ask next, and how should she answer it.

As a result, the king suddenly asked this question again, and Li Muchen, who was unprepared, would of course be stunned.

King Xuanyuan did not blame her this time, nor did he listen to her opinions. He still walked back and forth with his hands on his back: "My name is Yang. How about my name, Yang Xiao?"

Yang Xiao?

Are you not afraid that Jin Yong, the author of "Eternal Dragon Slayer", will sue you for infringement?

Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, they were the bright ambassadors of Mingjiao.

For no reason, Li Muchen thought of this, but when he burst into laughter in his heart, King Xuanyuan asked coldly: "Why, isn't this name good?"

Li Muchen immediately bowed and replied: "Except for this name, your subordinates really can't think of any other name that can match your peerless demeanor. A happy one means a happy life."

"Hehe, I also think this name is good."

King Xuanyuan was happy now, and said, "From now on, if you are in front of outsiders, you can call me Yang Xiao."

"Yes, Lord."

"Suppose there are people at this time."

"Yes, Yang, Yang Xiao."

"Just called the name, it seems a bit blunt."

King Xuanyuan thought for a while before he said, "Or, you can call me Boss Yang."

Boss Yang?

Li Muchen suddenly felt dizzy.

Boss Yang, who doesn't have any patience, is a little unhappy: "What? Am I not worthy to be a boss?"

"Boss Yang, you are definitely the leader of the bosses."

Li Muchen, with a cold sweat coming out of his back, just wanted to go crazy now.

Boss Yang is "very stupid and naive" on the surface, but he is extremely clever, seeming to be inspiring, capricious, and cruel.

No matter who, it is a miracle to stay with this kind of absolutely complicated person for a long time and not go crazy after three days.

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