My Girlfriend is Long Aotian

Lan Zijiang suddenly became embarrassed: "This... Did I bother you?"

"It's okay!" Chen Huan said with a smile: "You came late enough, and you come sooner to disturb you."

Lanzi sauce: "..."

Chapter 505 Don't Want to Marry an Ancient Man

9 o'clock in the morning, regular update

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I'm afraid that I'll be embarrassed to change my sister. Fortunately, Lan Zijiang recently stayed at Chen Huan's house. She had known the messy relationship between him and the group of women in the family, so she just blushed, but she didn't feel crazy.

She carefully looked at Li Jieqiong, who was familiar on the bed, and whispered: "I'll noisy her when I talk here, right?"

"Well, let's go out to talk." Chen Huan slid off the bed and put on a long gown.

"Can you walk?" Lan Zijiang hurriedly stepped forward to hold him, let his hand wrap around her shoulders and hold him.

Originally, Chen Huan wanted to say: No problem, he has already recovered a bit of his abilities by using the Double Cultivation Method.

But the girl makes her arm around her shoulders very comfortable. At this time, a fool man will be aggressive, and of course she will hold her arm around. He pretended that he was seriously injured and he walked out of the room with Lan Zijiang on his shoulders.

There is no moon in the sky, but lanterns are hung everywhere in the palace, so you can see things. Chen Huan saw Lan Zijiang wearing a bright yellow dress, which looked very gorgeous and graceful. It was completely different from her previous low-key style, which showed a different kind of beauty.

The two slowly walked into the pavilion outside and sat down side by side.

Chen Huan didn't speak. Since the girl couldn't sleep, she must have something to say, so she listened quietly. Listening is also a way to comfort her friends.

The two sat for a while before Lan Zijiang whispered, "Chen Huan, it seems that we will stay in this era forever in this life."

"Ah? Why do you have such an idea?" Chen Huan smiled: "I think it won't take long before we can go back."

"Why do you have such an idea?" Lan Zijiang said: "What do you think the protagonist in the history travels through the novel has gone back?"

"Huh?" Chen Huan faintly stunned, and then think carefully: it seems to be true, the protagonist of the historical novel seems to be the king and hegemony after the crossing, and staying in the ancient times to live a happy life, where will anyone wear it again? Modern?

Chen Huanhan gave it a hand, half said it to Lanzijiang, half said it to himself: "Don't worry, I should be able to go back. To be honest, I have traveled to a strange plane several times, and in the end it was safe. Back in Shuangqing, this time should be no exception."

"Are you sure?"

"This..." Chen Huan was really not sure.

"Then it might not be possible to go back?" Lanzijiang said pitifully, "I hate this place."

Chen Huan said: "You are the queen here, everyone in the world listens to you, in fact, there is nothing wrong with it."

Lan Zijiang said: "There is no modern society here that is comfortable. If I travel back and forth in modern society for decades, I think it's great, but it would be terrible to wear it directly back to ancient times. To put it harshly, these ancient men It's all male chauvinism and straight male cancer. I don't have any one to look at. How can I marry someone in the future?"

Having said that, I have to mention why women like older men and dislike little boys. Because most of the young boys have machismo and straight male cancer, which is about the same level as ancient men. What kind of virgin plots, all kinds of strange mental cleanliness, emphasize equality between men and women when men should let women, and they are doing housework. For the first kind of things, men and women are no longer equal, and women should do the housework... These weird problems often turn women away.

So men often cannot find girlfriends of the same age, because girls of the same age are looking for older men. So, the conclusion is here, what should young people do if they want to find a girlfriend? Getting old is the best way. You just need to sit there and don’t do anything. When you are old, you will naturally have a girlfriend.

(The above is taken from the unsellable junk book "The Man in the Eyes of the Eunuch".)

Chen Huanhan said, "If you can't go back, then we can't go back either? Then you don't have to marry an ancient man, just find one among our classmates?"

"Hey? But... are you the kind of people who are willing to be queens?" Lan Zijiang said.

Chen Huan: "..."

I wiped it, although the study committee girl looks good, she would definitely like it if she is a man, but it still feels unacceptable to let herself be a queen.

The two were suddenly embarrassed, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

At this moment, Chen Huan suddenly heard a very subtle, very subtle rustling of leaves, as if something was slowly moving in the flowers.

If it's the normal person, he can use his spiritual sense to swipe it directly, but now it doesn't work, and the spiritual sense still can't be released. He is also a little more sensitive than ordinary people's ears and eyes, so he can hear this rustling sound. If he is a completely ordinary person, I am afraid that he can't even hear this rustle, such as Lanzijiang.

Chen Huan frowned slightly, hurriedly dragged Lanzijiang into his arms, pressed it down on the ground, and pressed against her.

"Hey?" Lan Zijiang was taken aback, thinking that Chen Huan was going to do something to him. She was ashamed and anxious for a while, so she hurriedly shouted: "Chen Huan, don't... don't do this, we are not. To this kind of relationship... even if you want to be a queen, at least cultivate..."

Before she finished the six words "Cultivate the atmosphere", she heard a "hum" sound in the woods. Then, a crossbow bolt flew out of the flowers, and a "boom" shot at her. On the pillar next to where you just sat.

"Huh?" Lan Zijiang reacted at this moment. It turned out that Chen Huan didn't want to be a queen, oh yeah.

"Don't be shocked, the study committee girl, quickly hide under the stone table." Chen Huan whispered: "I haven't fully recovered from my injury. Now the combat effectiveness is not very strong. You can hide and don't come out."

"Hey?" Lan Zijiang was shocked when he heard this. All the messy thoughts just now flew out of the Jiuxiao Cloud, and quickly drilled under the stone table in the middle of the pavilion.

Chen Huan quickly chanted the incantation in a low voice.

He hasn't recovered his meridians, and he can't adjust his skill, but he can only use magic to retreat.

At this time, several figures have emerged from the flowers, dressed in black, masked with a black scarf, and holding a knife in their hands. Killed in the pavilion.

Chen Huan had finished reciting a fireball technique with the least power, and he reached out and pointed at the man in black: "FireBall!"

With a sound of "Boom!", the masked man in black shot a fireball in the middle, and his whole person was instantly surrounded by flames. With a scream, he fell to the ground, seeing that he couldn't live anymore.

Chen Huan heard the man's screaming voice that didn't resemble a woman, but it wasn't right to say that it was a man. It was sharp and thin, like a man pinching his throat. His heart moved slightly: "Could it be the eunuch?" "

The 506th chapter catches two live mouths

The Hearthstone game is over, I only watch the Demacia Cup of LOL, oops, there are so many games, it looks so good.

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An assassin was blasted into a fireball, which shocked the other assassins, but they were not too scared to come back. These people are dead men, real dead men! It is the kind of monster that can perform tasks for the owner, regardless of his own life.

Seeing the tragic death of his companion in the fire, although a little frightened, he had no intention of shrinking, and continued to rush over with the knife.

Because of the sudden incident, Chen Huan did not prepare large-scale magic in advance. At this time, it was too late to temporarily enlarge the magic. He could only use small spells. He hurriedly chanted the second fireball, but...the speed of these assassins was not good. Slowly, two masked assassins jumped out of the flowers, holding a small crossbow machine in their hands, and shooting two crossbows "buzzing" at Chen Huan.

Chen Huan dodged sideways with difficulty, affecting the old wounds. It was quite hard and he vomited blood out. Fortunately, the fireball was also finished reading at this time, pointed at the fire bush, with a bang, the two assassins were blown out, their clothes were on fire, and they fluttered desperately on the ground, but the magic flame was not just a double blow If it could be destroyed, the two of them rolled a few times and couldn't move.

At the same time, the three assassins with knives rushed in front of them and swung their knives to Chen Huan's face.

At this time, Chen Huan had no time to recite another spell, so he had to mobilize his skills desperately. Although he was severely injured and difficult to adjust his meridians, he was a cultivator after all. As long as he condensed a little bit, it can be said that a little bit of water is taken from the sea, and he is much stronger than an ordinary person.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, inspiring a little skill, and slapped the assassin with a palm. The three assassins only felt a fierce and fierce force rushing towards them. The three screamed at the same time, flew out and flew out. At least five meters away, he hit the big tree in the imperial garden, then slid down against the trunk, vomiting blood, obviously unable to live.

"Mom mentally retarded, how come there are assassins in the palace?" Lan Zichan angered under the table.

"Obviously...someone wanted to kill you and broke the resistance of the Nanjing city soldiers." Chen Huan said, "Be careful, there won't be just a few people. It's a matter of killing the king, not just a few assassins. There must be a companion who started it."

He said these few words very hard, and he was wading blood while speaking. Lan Zijiang was very distressed: "Chen Huan, how is your injury? Has it been triggered? Oh my God, can you still hold it? ?"