sinovels Chapter 77
Chapter 77
The leaves had long since withered, the branches were bare, a gust of wind blew in the street, the tail of the wind blew cold air from the skirt of the clothes, and penetrated directly into the bones. Zhuang Heng came out of the school, took the cloak handed over by the servant and wrapped himself tightly , muttering with downcast eyes: "It's winter, and the Chinese New Year will soon be here."
It was still the season of spring when we came to this world, and it was almost the end of the year in a blink of an eye. Zhuang Heng never imagined that in less than a year, he had become quite used to staying in this world, and even had concerns about it.
He didn't go home, turned around and walked towards the east city gate. When he got there, he climbed up the tower and looked towards the capital for a while.
AI said in his mind: [Master, you look like Wangfushi, you haven’t been to the palace for several days, are you still angry? ]
Zhuang Heng looked away uncomfortably, and went into the system shelf to pick and choose from a pile of ingredients as if nothing had happened: [No, adults don't care about little kids. ]
ai: [duplicity slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly...]
Zhuang Heng: […]
I really want to play this artificial intelligence.
In fact, ai is right, he is still angry, what Xiao Lang is busy with these days, he said that he can't leave the capital, and he himself has the intention to keep a distance, in this situation, the two of them had little chance to meet each other originally, but Xiao Lang froze from time to time to find excuses to lie to him. One day he said he had a fever, the next day he broke his leg while hunting, and the day after that he was injured by an assassin. , Xiao Lang was fine and nothing happened.
Of course it's best if he's fine, but every time he's scared enough, it's impossible not to get angry.
ai: [Maybe my next letter is already on the way. ]
Zhuang Heng said angrily: [There will be no next time!Again, I'm a puppy! ]
As soon as the oath was made, a small leader of the dark city ran up to the city wall and presented a porcelain vase with both hands: [Xianjun, the Lord has sent a letter, please take a look at it. ]
Zhuang Heng took the porcelain bottle and took out the letter. After reading every word, his face became stiff.
AI exclaimed: [Little brother sprained his waist!The road is not easy to go! ]
Zhuang Heng: […]
ai: [It must be a lie again, my little brother is so good at it, how could he sprain his waist, master, are you not planning to go this time? ]
Zhuang Heng: [...Wang. ]
ai: […]
Zhuang Heng was so angry that he was about to explode: [Wow woof!I'm still going this time!I'm going to tell him a fucking wolf story!Help me turn on the live broadcast! ]
AI sympathizes with his master for becoming a dog, and at the same time helps the master enter the live broadcast room.
Zhuang Heng teleported home, and at the same time called a disciple named Zhu Yongmeng, and said earnestly while moving the tools and materials from the system: "Brave, you have been studying with me for so many days, and it is time for the stage assessment Already, you will be in charge today, my fairy friends are all watching, so do a good job!"
Zhu Yongmeng was not born brave at first, he had a lot of flesh on his body, but it was all fat, and he trembled at every step when he walked, but since he learned cooking skills from Zhuang Heng, he didn't know if it was due to his physical exertion, the fat on his body He gradually became stronger, and he looked really brave. When he heard Zhuang Heng mentioning the fairy friend, he subconsciously raised his eyes and looked around, with awe-inspiring and excited expression: "Don't worry, master! I will definitely behave well! I will never fall!" Master's reputation!"
The brothers and sisters have all performed in front of the master's immortal friends, but this is the first time for him, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating.
Zhuang Heng said: "You decide what to cook. I'll go to the palace, and if I have something to say, I can hear you."
Zhu Yongmeng nodded again and again, looking at Zhuang Heng with eyes full of admiration.
Zhuang Heng trembled, and quickly disappeared in place.
The screen in the live broadcast room still has two windows, one big and one small. The big window is Zhuang Heng’s shot, and the small window is Zhu Yongmeng’s shot. The audience already knew that he has accepted his disciples, and now they are watching the disciples cooking while watching Zhuang Heng ran the plot and thought it was quite interesting.
Zhuang Heng appeared directly in Xiao Lang's bedroom, coming with a menacing aura, but after walking a few steps in, the aura dissipated inexplicably.
The royal palace bedroom is huge, the floor tiles are icy cold, and the cold wind howls outside. The wind here is much stronger than in the wasteland. The movement makes people feel hairy. Xiao Lang is almost seventeen. In modern times, he is still at school age. In the eyes of his parents, he is still A child who didn't grow up, but Xiao Lang has already shouldered the burden for so many years alone, without even a companion by his side, sleeping alone in this empty and lonely place every day, he can't think about it, his heart hurts when he thinks about it.
After all, Zhuang Heng couldn't get angry with Xiao Lang, he heard the silence in the hall, so he walked in lightly.
Xiao Lang was not on the couch, it was not dark yet, Zhuang Heng was not surprised, he walked a few more steps in, heard the faint sound of water in his ears, then turned around and walked towards the clean room, the heat in the clean room Surrounded by steaming white mist, he took off his shoes and went in, and sure enough, he saw a familiar figure in the bath.
Xiao Lang rested with his head slightly raised and his eyes closed, his Adam's apple was clearly defined, his arms were resting on the side of the bath, and his lines were tight.
The live broadcast room was already screaming.
Zhuang Heng quickly looked away, and said anxiously: [Quickly change the camera angle! ]
ai immediately adjusted the shooting direction, completely preventing Xiao Lang from appearing on the scene.
The live broadcast room was full of wailing: Let me be healthy!Let me be healthy!The younger brother belongs to everyone, so don't take it all alone!
Zhuang Heng glanced at the barrage area, before his face got hot, he suddenly saw a barrage with a different style: Someone came in with a knife?What kind of plot is this?
Zhuang Heng's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately looked up at the live broadcast, and sure enough, he saw a palace servant sneaking in with a knife in his hand. He held his breath in fright, and turned his head to stare at the palace servant.
The palace people didn't notice that there was one more person in the corner. He had been guarding outside the hall today, and he didn't see anyone coming in. Naturally, he would not have thought that there was a third person inside. He stared at Xiao Lang's back, his eyes revealing The inevitable glow of excitement.
The emperor is seriously ill, and now he is basically a disabled person who can't move. It's a good time for him to do something!
Zhuang Heng stared wide-eyed, completely oblivious to Xiao Lang's slightly raised lips. Seeing that the man raised his dagger and was about to stab Xiao Lang, he was frightened and quickly threw a durian at him with his mind.
"Kang——" the dagger was hit by a durian, and it fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Zhuang Heng threw the second durian almost at the same time, hitting the man's wrist and forearm hard, and the man screamed in pain: "Ah—"
Xiao Lang who was about to make a move: "..."
The author has something to say: Assassin: Ah!It stinks!Toxic!Help!
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I'm sorry, I have something to do in the third dimension today, and I have been dozing off after I came back to the codeword at night. I will make it short first, and I will make it up tomorrow~=3=