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There was something, Han Ling's heart moved, and he immediately heard that the sound was slightly different from the previous one. The red owl and the white phoenix in front of the attic also looked over immediately.

The red owl showed a frantic smile, glanced at Bai Feng, pulled the dark red gold silk armor with his hand, and pulled out the gold silk embedded on it, his true energy condensed on the silk thread, and stabbed it straight. toward the cobblestones.

The golden thread slid past and pierced into the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the sound of Jin Ge rang softly.

When he stabbed something, Han Ling's eyes focused, only to see the five fingers of the red owl shrank, the golden thread was pulled back by it, the pebbles were thrown into the air, and a small bronze box was smashed out of the ground with the golden thread.

Light flashed in Han Ling's eyes, his lips moved slightly, and a burst of silent and invisible words was transmitted to Bai Feng by his ventriloquism.

Bai Feng was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered slightly, and suddenly he flew on the porch, dashing towards the wooden eaves, and a few white feathers flew straight to the soul-chasing bird parked on the eaves.

With a gloomy smile on his face, the red owl stretched out three red feathers and said proudly, "Bai Feng, you are so embarrassed, are you jealous of my soul chasing bird? Or are you jealous of me?"

Han Ling shrank to an inch, raised his sword in front of the red owl, and sneered, "Do you think anyone would be jealous of a dead man and a dead bird?"

Hearing the sound, the red owl was terrified, dragged the golden thread of the bronze box, and wanted to retreat, but although its light work was fast, it was far less fast than Han Ling's sword. Suddenly, blood splattered for five steps.

"You! Bai Feng is you..." The red owl covered his neck and widened his eyes. At this moment, the raised golden thread just fell, and the bronze box fell into Han Ling's hands.

The mechanized electronic sound sounded, "Killing the 73-level bird killer red owl, the level is increased, and a total of two attribute points are obtained, which can strengthen the attribute: strength, the current level is 64"

Putting the bronze box into the backpack, Han Ling secretly said, "Strengthen"

The familiar heat flowed up and down the body, and at this moment, the soul-chasing bird in the air wailed and fell heavily to the ground.

The servants in the Sima Mansion shouted, "Who is it?"

Hearing the voice, Han Ling immediately looked at Bai Feng, who was about to leave, and said, "Don't move, wait for me to cut a wound on your arm before going back." Bai Feng knew that his body was stagnant, then clutching his scratched arm, he jumped away from the pavilion...

Now, even if Ji Wuye could see how the injury came, there shouldn't be any doubts. Han Ling laughed secretly, and touched the two-legged beard that came out of Yi Rong, and turned to leave, but when he turned his head, he found the pavilion. The door of the house was already open, and Mrs. Hu, who was wearing a light green brocade lining, was covering her mouth and looking at him.

Han Ling glanced at the current scene along the line of sight. It seemed that no matter how he looked at it, it seemed that he was acting as a chivalrous man, killing one robber who entered the house and killing another.

The sound of the servants approaching approached, and Mrs. Hu's eyebrows moved slightly, and she said softly, "Thank you for saving this son. There has been an accident in the mansion recently, and I'm afraid that the son will get into trouble, so you should leave quickly."

Han Ling chuckled lightly. Madam Hu was very kind, just like Nongyu. She nodded to him, moved her footsteps, and flew away.

.....

Back at the son's mansion, the twins waited quietly in the room as usual.

Seeing Han Ling's return, the two immediately greeted him and shouted softly, "Young Master 3.0". The two of them closed the windows one after the other and accompanied him to sit on the side of the case.

Mei Lian picked up the steaming small bowl on the table and handed it over. There was a faint fragrance. However, these two little girls were used to preparing meals for the three of them on weekdays. Why is it now back to the original state? Han Ling wondered. frown.

After getting along with each other day and night, the twins immediately saw his doubts, Lan Yi took the spoon, blew lightly, handed it over slowly, and said softly, "Young Master, you just left after returning from Zilan Xuan. Princess Lian came here once and wanted to enter the house, but we persuaded her, saying that you can rest when you come back, this is what the princess stayed."

Chapter [-]: The Fake Play Is Really Doing [Third]

Red Lotus came?Han Ling was surprised, the soup in the mouth was refreshing, sweet and delicious, and a faint fragrance of lotus lingered in his heart.

Mei Lian held a small bowl, wiped his mouth with a jinpa in one hand, and said in a low voice, "Young master, this lotus heart soup recipe is said to be time-consuming. The stew is so good, if you can teach us well, in the future, if you want to drink it, you can also cook it for you."

complicated?Han Ling suddenly felt that something was wrong. When he was looking for the steward Zhang in the palace, he also used the identification technique on Honglian. This girl doesn't seem to be good at cooking. Of all the people he knows, he should have this cooking skill. There is only Hu Meiren!

Could it be that Hu Meiren taught Honglian to make it? The thought flashed, and he seemed to understand a little, why did Honglian suddenly plan to take Hu Meiren's carriage back to the palace when he was in Haiyou Pavilion. It turned out to be this ecstasy soup, Han Ling couldn't help but shook his head.

However, when I was watching the play, the words of dispelling the previous suspicion were obviously just a play played by Hu Meiren in order to invite him into the cubicle. Now, why is he really getting close to Honglian? Is it because he wants to do a fake play and get closer to himself.

.....

In the northernmost part of the Han Palace, palaces of different sizes are scattered and the walls are high.

Among them, two palaces are the most gorgeous and elegant, and one of them belongs to Hu Meiren. Inside the palaces, the Zhuge and the waterside pavilions are interdependent, and there are many flowers.

At this time, in a vermilion pavilion, Hu Meiren was wearing a lavender single dress, with two slender jade legs slanted together, sitting barefoot on the couch, sipping lotus heart soup.

The corner of his mouth smiled, I wonder if the ten young masters had drunk the soup. With his ingenuity, he may have guessed a little of her intentions. If a consensus can be reached, there may be no need to...

Suddenly, a breeze blew through the vermilion pavilion, the lights flickered, and there was a young and beautiful woman in the room. The begonia skirt, the skirt drags to the ground.

Looking at Hu Meiren with narrow and long Danfeng eyes, she said with a light smile, "My sister's fire charms are really increasing day by day. When I passed by the water pavilion in this palace just now, I saw the king holding a palace maid in his bedroom. If anyone knew that the charming and charming Hu Meiren was still a dick. I don't know how many people will be frightened by a pure and clean virgin ¨'."

The two beautiful maids waiting on the side showed a hostile look, and Hu Meiren immediately reached out and waved them away, with a look of fear in her eyes, she hid it shallowly, and her voice was soft and charming with a bit of coldness. Lightly said, "Isn't this all due to my sister's credit? Is my sister coming so late just to make fun of me?"

The woman approached with a swaying step, put her hand on Hu Meiren's jade shoulder, and said with a chuckle, "Hey, my sister is joking. What am I doing here to find my sister, isn't my sister still clear?" The beauty blinked her eyes, and the two tear lines at the corners of her eyes were very strange.

Hu Meiren didn't dare to move lightly, she frowned slightly and said, "It's not yet this month, right?"

The woman casually glanced at the two palace maids who were waiting at the side, and if there was a deep meaning, she said, "Sister is not only getting better and stronger, but the people around her are getting stronger every time, maybe she will find it tomorrow, so that my sister doesn't dare to dare. Reckless help, it is natural to be earlier."

This is to take the opportunity to beat him. In the past two days, he and the tenth young master Han Ling have been a little closer and have been vigilant. Hu Meiren understood the reason, and lowered her eyebrows and waved gently to the maids on both sides.

With worry written on their faces, the two maids left the attic with the last salute and closed the door.

The woman slid her fingers from her shoulders to Hu Meiren's neck, and said with a chuckle, "My sister is so well-behaved, I really like you more and more."

Hu Meiren frowned slightly, and the coldness in her soft and charming voice increased, ".々You only like my blood, right?"

.....

The same is in the same palace, but the amount of land in the Han Palace is beyond imagination, and Han Ling, the son of the son, has no way of knowing what is happening in the harem now.

At this moment, he was looking at the bronze box he got at the Sima Mansion tonight. The surface looked very ordinary, but there were many interlaced shallow ravines. He put his hand on it, and soon a faint line of small characters appeared: Bronze The mechanism box is interlaced with the number of seven or seven.

It was still a box. Han Ling looked at the box in his hand with a headache, and shook it by his ear. There was a sound of something swaying against the wall. This soft sound didn't sound like (Li De's) was pretending What is the treasure of Huoyu Villa, it shouldn't be something that Liu Yi hid by himself.