Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan clapped his hands and said, "What do I need these for? But if I am willing, the richest man in the world will be like picking something out of his bag. These are not your role."

Nangong Xin was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Nangong Xin is willing to encourage the young master."

"You have your own role, so it's not enough to just take back these things, you also need to hold them firmly in your hands so that no one can covet them anymore. Even... take it to the next level!"

Jiang Fan said in a slow voice with a smile on his face.

Nangong Xin suddenly fell to his knees and knocked his head heavily: "Please help me, Master!"

Before Jiang Fan could answer, Nangong Xin suddenly took out a short knife, cut open his palm, and let the blood flow. He looked at Jiang Fan solemnly and said, "I, Nangong Xin, hereby swear allegiance to Young Master Jiang Fan. Everything, including your life, belongs to the young master. If you violate your oath, you will be punished by heaven!"

Jiang Fan said calmly: "You don't have to swear, that thing is useless. You just need to believe that I have the ability to take your life at any time. Of course, if you sincerely surrender, the benefits will be far beyond your imagination..."

Nangong Xin was overjoyed and lay on the ground: "Young Master, I have written it down!"

Jiang Fan said: "I will not let you follow me all the time. You can leave after I finish what I am doing."

Nangong Xin was slightly startled, but shook his head and said: "Nangong Xin vows to follow the young master for the rest of his life."

Jiang Fan waved his hand: "We will talk about these things later. Stand down and call Cao Ying over."

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Cao Ying changed into a close-fitting red dress, which made her figure even more voluptuous, especially the size of her chest was so amazing that people couldn't help but salivate after seeing it. Jiang Fan was actually a little thirsty.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Why are you dressed like this in the middle of the night, seducing me?"

Cao Ying Tingting came closer and lay down in front of Jiang Fan, sighing angrily: "It would be interesting if I could seduce the young master. It's a pity..."

She straightened her waist. It was very difficult for her slender waist to support the huge chest. Jiang Fan was afraid that it would break.

"It's a pity that the young master is not yet an adult..."

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes: "When did you learn this trick?"

Cao Ying said: "Young master called me here. If it's not to vent your anger, then why?"

Vent fire? Not bad enough to make people angry.

Seeing Jiang Fan pondering, she guessed: "Is it because of today's incident with the barbarians in Northern Xinjiang? Don't worry, my father has no intention of negotiating in the first place."

Jiang Fan said: "How can King Wei, a powerful man in the world, be controlled by barbarians for a long time? Seeing that no one has sent anyone to trouble me now, I know that King Wei has other plans."

Cao Ying looked at Jiang Fan up and down: "However, I am very puzzled. The young master seems to be very hostile to the barbarians in northern Xinjiang."

Jiang Fan said: "No need to make random guesses, I just have prejudices. Although the five countries have constant disputes, they are different from Northern Xinjiang. Their people are not of my race, but they have caused trouble for hundreds of years. All the people of Great China will be punished. . I asked you to come, but for another thing...your gun is good."

Cao Ying smiled and suddenly turned his hand, and the short spear appeared in his hand like a magic trick.

"So this is what Young Master is doing. Men have a special attachment to guns, right?"

Jiang Fanke was too lazy to tease her: "Okay, show it to me."

Cao Ying was not stingy and handed it to Jiang Fan casually. When he saw him observing carefully, he said, "The name of the gun is Changying. This is also the origin of the name Princess Changying given by my father. This gun is divided into three sections and is nearly two feet long when fully unfolded. Made of meteorite iron, it is hollow but very heavy.”

Jiang Fan said: "I don't care about this. I just want to know, what is your relationship with Venerable Poison Dragon?"

Cao Ying looked at Jiang Fan in surprise: "Sir, you actually know a lot."

Jiang Fan waved his hand: "Answer me directly."

Cao Ying twisted her waist and came closer to Jiang Fan: "If I don't tell you, will Master want to punish me?"

Jiang Fan pushed her away helplessly: "Don't make trouble. After all, she is a princess of a country and she doesn't look serious."

Cao Ying chuckled for a while, and finally said: "This spear originally belonged to Venerable Poison Dragon, and my shooting skills also came from Venerable Poison Dragon. What does the young master think about my relationship with him?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Getting a gun and inheriting the marksmanship does not necessarily mean you are a master and apprentice."

Cao Yingruo looked at Jiang Fan thoughtfully: "Master, you are really unpredictable. Venerable Poison Dragon has been hiding in the world for decades. Do you know about his affairs?"

Jiang Fan said: "Answer my question."

Cao Ying said: "I can't hide anything from you. Venerable Poison Dragon and I are indeed not masters and disciples, and we even have hatred."

Jiang Fan looked at her carefully and said, "It's a good thing you answered like this, otherwise..."

Cao Ying was stunned for a moment: "Otherwise? Otherwise what?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "Otherwise you will never know the secrets in the long tassel gun."

"Secret?" Cao Ying was surprised: "I have held this gun for eight years and I have never heard of any secrets in it."

Jiang Fan said: "It has been ten years since Venerable Poison Dragon died. You only got eight years. Of course you don't know the secrets."

Cao Ying was completely shocked: "You, why do you know?"

Jiang Fan sighed, looked at Cao Ying and said calmly: "Because... I killed him..."

Wei Xiaohong came out of Jiang Fan's dormitory in a daze, and happened to meet Nangong Xin standing outside the door.

"Why...why are you standing here?"

Nangong Xin slightly cupped his hands: "Princess, I will guard the door for the young master."

"Gatekeeper?" Cao Ying looked at him blankly.

"I am a servant of the young master. The young master drank too much today, so I naturally have to guard the door for the young master."

Cao Ying was stunned, looked at him deeply, turned around and looked back, as if he had some realization.

"Young Master... who is he..."

Nangong Xin said nothing.

Cao Ying was silent for a while and said, "Well, since you are the young master's servant, you can't talk about the young master. Keep watch and boil more water."

Nangong Tong said, "I'm awake, princess, please. Young Master will see Ding Shaoan later."

Cao Ying smiled slightly, nodded and greeted Ding Shaoan who happened to be walking over, and walked away slowly.

Ding Shaoan also looked at Nangong Xin standing at the door with some doubts, but did not ask much, and walked into the room quickly.

No one knew what they said, but Ding Shaoan came out after a full meal. The first thing he said when he saw Nangong Xin was, you go and rest, I will keep watch in the second half of the night.

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Ten years ago, Jiang Fan was only a sixteen-year-old child. Who is Venerable Poison Dragon? At that time, he was already a famous martial arts master, a super strong man.

A six-year-old child killed a martial arts master? It sounded as absurd as an ant biting a dragon to death. If you tell the story to children, you will be laughed at. But Cao Ying didn't know why she believed it.

She turned the gun barrel a few times, smeared a layer of ink on the first section of the gun body, and then took a transparent silk scarf and carefully wrapped it. After it was completely dry, she took it off and unfolded it. After that, the two sections of the gun body were processed according to the regulations. Not long after, three silk scarves were obtained.

Then, Cao Ying carefully stacked and pressed the three silk scarves, and fixed the corners with needle and thread. Under the light, she slowly lifted the gauze scarf, and there were hazy words on it.