Fish swimming around the world

Lu Tiezui sighed and said slowly: "The one who is in a difficult position should have someone to rely on, but he is so far away that he appears out of thin air, like a shadow without support, without any reason..."

Jiang Fan listened and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Lu Tiezui continued: "Looking at the emptiness in front of him, like a tree without roots, like water without duckweed, those who have no support are uneasy, so they seek someone to rely on for stability..."

As soon as these words were finished, Jiang and Gu's faces became strange.

"But the most stable thing in the world is Qingshan, Qingshan, which sounds the same as Qingshan..."

He looked at Gu Qingshan with a complicated expression: "Someone is looking for you to rely on, and regards you as the beauty of your life..."

The two were shocked, and Gu Qingshan opened his mouth and was speechless.

Jiang Fan was also full of question marks. No one to rely on in front, looking for a backer in the back, isn't this talking about Xiao Ying? Damn, can it be so magical?

"Of course..." Lu Tiezui sighed, "With no support in front and only one stroke in the back, it can't form a word, so naturally no one knows where this person will end up. This person... is unknown..."

"Bullshit!" Gu Qingshan was actually a little angry, "You are unknown!"

Lu Tiezui smiled bitterly, "Look, I can't count, but you insist on me to count..."

"Tell me, keep talking, I'll see if you can tell one, two, three!"

Jiang Fan found that Gu Qingshan seemed to be angry, but his eyes were a little erratic.

"Okay, okay, don't get angry... Although this person has Qingshan, he is helplessly a Qingshan. Three strokes and one stroke, suppressing his power, can't hold up, can't hold up, will eventually..."

He shook his head, but refused to say anything more.

Gu Qingshan's face was a little fluctuating, staring at the gradually disappearing stroke, without saying a word.

Jiang Fan looked at Lu Tiezui with doubtful eyes. This uncle... dared to say such words, can it really count, or... But it doesn't make sense. He doesn't know Xiao Ying, and there is no reason to provoke Gu Qingshan...

"Will...what."

After a long time, Gu Qingshan raised his head, stared at him and said: "Finish!"

Lu Tiezui sighed for the third time, very heavily: "Will eventually be like this wine written in the wind... The fragrance will fade away..."

Gu Qingshan was silent for a long time with an expressionless face, and unconsciously pinched the empty cup in his hand and put it to his mouth.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan hurriedly grabbed him, picked up the wine pot and poured wine into it, scolding him as he poured: "Come on, you are just guessing a word, but you don't say something auspicious. This is the trick of all the swindlers. What's the matter? Do you want to break it and pay me money? I've seen a lot of you."

Lu Tiezui was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "Your Majesty is wise, this game is not unbreakable, but it will cost two hundred taels!"

Jiang Fan reached out and hit him: "Dead liar! You made me unhappy, no more!"

"Eh? Your Majesty, you can't do this..."

Gu Qingshan seemed to come to his senses at this moment, and he was also furious: "Okay, you dare to cheat me of my money, drink a penalty!"

"Okay, I admit my punishment..."

The atmosphere instantly returned to normal, but Jiang Fan had already vaguely noticed that Gu Qingshan seemed to be hiding a gloomy look in his eyes and eyebrows amid his laughter and scolding.

Poor... you are moved...

I just don't know if this other person's shadow is the source of Xiao Ying's tragedy. He always feels that Gu Qingshan seems to have mistaken this woman with the same weird personality and the same slender waist as Xiao Qi...

He sighed in his heart and decisively changed the subject: "Eat quickly, don't let down the King of England's kindness."

Gu Qingshan also smiled and said: "The gifts have arrived, and the people will be here soon."

Jiang Fan paused and chuckled as he tapped his chopsticks: "Speaking of the King of England, the King of England will be here."

Jiang Xiaoyao woke up and naturally welcomed many visitors, and the first one to arrive was the Third Prince who was not strict in managing the army.

The banquet had not been eaten much, so there was no need to change it, but the two who had not satisfied their appetite took away a roast chicken and a pot of wine.

The King of England opened the big tent and strode in, still wise and powerful, shining brightly.

"Hahaha, good, good, congratulations, King Xiaoyao is a lucky man, how could he be harmed by villains, I am finally relieved."

His voice was clear, full of joy, and his face was sincere.

Jiang Fan leaned on the wide chair, his expression was somewhat indifferent, but he also pretended to stand up to greet him, but was stopped by the King of England: "Sit down, sit down, you are still seriously injured, no need to be polite."

Jiang Fan did not stand up after hearing this, but just bowed his hands: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

The King of England was not polite, he lifted up his robe and sat opposite him: "Mr. Jiang, you look much better, but your voice seems to be complaining."

Jiang Fan said lightly: "You are almost dead, I can't be happy."

The King of England sighed heavily: "That's right, who knew that Wu Feng was so bold and colluded with thieves to murder an important official of a country, speaking of it..."

He looked apologetic and bowed deeply: "It's all my fault, I didn't come in advance I noticed it, I can't deny my fault, I can't deny my fault. "

Jiang Fan looked at him indifferently: "I don't dare to accept your courtesy. Wu Feng's selfish actions have nothing to do with your Highness. Why should I blame myself?"

The King of England shook his head decisively: "This is wrong. In the imperial court, at the foot of the holy mountain, the dignified King of Zhenxi was actually blocked and killed. This is simply unbelievable. This king has no face to face the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the culprit. Today, this king came to apologize to Mr. Jiang. "

Jiang Fan tried to bow his body: "No, no, your Highness is the king, Jiang Fan is the minister. If the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die. What's more, your Highness is a scoundrel. Don't mention the words of apology again, lest the world accuse Jiang of losing the duty of the king and the minister... cough cough..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly coughed violently, his face turned extremely pale, and his handkerchief was even stained with blood.

The King of England was shocked and quickly stood up and patted his back gently: "Is Mr. Jiang okay?"

Jiang Fan coughed so violently that it almost seemed like his lung tubes would burst. The King of England hurriedly said: "Wait for me to breathe for you."

As he spoke, he walked behind Jiang Fan, and golden energy emerged all over his body, circling like a dragon. With a soft drink, he placed his palms on Jiang Fan's back and began to transport the energy.

But behind Jiang Fan, the King of England narrowed his eyes slightly, but seemed to be sensing something.

It didn't have much effect. Jiang Fan's cough became more violent. After a long time, he slowly calmed down, and a puzzling light flashed across the King of England's eyes.

"Is Young Master Jiang feeling better?" the King of England asked with concern.

Jiang Fan took a deep breath: "It's much better. Thank you, His Royal Highness. But there is no need to worry about it. My body is very useless, and the transfer of true energy is of little use."

The King of England returned to face him with a solemn look on his face: "Young master, all the seas and snow mountains are empty, the meridians are messy and collapsed, and there is no trace of true energy left in the body. Is this... could it be an overdraft?"

"Alas -" Jiang Fan sighed: "Yes, in order to save his life, he used some inappropriate means... Forget it, let's not talk about it."

The King of England's expression moved imperceptibly, and he immediately comforted him with a smile: "But it's okay. His body is fine. It's just excessive fatigue, and his muscles and bones are a little broken. He only needs to rest for a while, and he will be able to return to normal."

Jiang Fan nodded, but felt a little depressed: "At least it will take a year and a half, alas..."