With system support: What's wrong with clicking like crazy?

The man with the blue cloth put his hands behind his back and looked down at Feng Qingjiu and the other two: "Are you Heavenly Saints?"

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Yes, we are from Tiansheng, where are you from...?"

When the man in the blue cloth saw Feng Qingjiu's appearance, his eyes widened like bells: "Yoshi~ You look good, this prince likes you... my eldest prince from Japan...!"

"You're going with this prince...?"

Go, go, go, go, go, you little bastard!

I'll be lucky enough if I don't give you a few big bags.

Feng Qingjiu looked at the small tuft of hair between the other person's lips and nose and felt extremely uncomfortable!

As expected, whether in ancient times or modern times, this little Japanese always makes people disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing that Feng Qingjiu did not answer, the Japanese prince frowned and said angrily: "Why don't you say anything...?"

Feng Qingjiu pulled the silly boy over: "I can't go with you, this is my man... so handsome...!"

Ye Xiumo raised his head and looked at the Japanese prince: "Yes, I am her man, you go away..."

The moment he saw Ye Xiumo, the Japanese prince took a few steps back in fear, stretched out his hand and pointed tremblingly: "Blue...blue blue eyes, Ye...Ye Ye Xiumo's work."

As soon as those words fell, the Japanese soldiers immediately picked up their swords and pointed them at Feng Qingjiu and the other two, but their feet were shaking, which showed how scared they were.

Ah, it seems that this silly boy has left a big shadow on the Japanese.

The Japanese prince looked at the people on his ship and shouted, "Yiridōsuru!"

Then the Japanese ship moved away from Feng Qingjiu and his companions at the speed of a rocket.

"It seems that you were very capable in the past, A-Mo... This little Japanese is so afraid of you." Feng Qingjiu said.

"Have they left?" asked Palace Master Yun.

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "He left, he walked quite far, he was scared by Ah Mo and ran away."

"A bunch of cowards...!"

Palace Master Yun said slowly, "It's not surprising that they are afraid. Three years ago, the Great Prince led only 30,000 soldiers and beat the entire Japanese country to a pulp... and almost destroyed the country..."

"They didn't dare to make any moves in the past three years. They must have been recuperating. This time they went out to sea, probably to seek peace."

As soon as Palace Master Yun finished speaking, the ship slowly sailed over again.

"Ah...Fairy Sister, they are coming again!" Ye Xiumo said.

Looking at the Japanese approaching, Feng Qingjiu frowned: "Why are these Japanese coming again?"

The Japanese prince who was frightened just now now looked at Feng Qingjiu and the others with great pride.

He pointed at Ye Xiumo and said, "You are not Ye Xiumo...!"

Ye Xiumo pointed at himself and said, "I am Ye Xiumo!"

“No, no, no…!” The Japanese prince shook his head: “Although your eyes are blue, your eyes reveal stupidity.”

"You two are working so hard...!"

Then he looked at Feng Qingjiu and smiled obscenely: "If you follow me obediently, I will give you great benefits."

Feng Qingjiu looked the Japanese prince up and down, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her eyes full of disdain: "You are not even worthy of carrying my shoes."

"You're scolding me..." The Japanese prince roared, "All of you are dead, dead work."

“Kill him…!”

I saw that group of Japanese people drawing their swords!

Ye Xiumo: "Sister Fairy, what do they want to do?"

Feng Qingjiu replied: "They said they wanted to kill us."

"Amo, take Senior Yun into the cabin...!"

"Fairy sister...Amo won't leave!" Ye Xiumo shook his head.

Palace Master Yun pulled Ye Xiumo and said, "Ah Mo, don't worry, these people can't hurt Miss Feng at all."

"We'll only distract Miss Feng if we stay here...!"

"Senior Yun is right. A-Mo, take Senior Yun in to rest. I will end the battle as soon as possible." Feng Qingjiu touched the silly boy's hair.

Ye Xiumo: "Okay...! Then Fairy sister, be careful!"

Feng Qingjiu: "Go ahead...!"

Palace Master Yun said, "Miss Feng, since they are here to celebrate the birthday of the Emperor, please remember to spare their lives to avoid provoking disputes between the two countries."

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Okay...!"

Wait for the two of them to enter the cabin.

Feng Qingjiu holds the Wushuang sword in his hand, ready to take action!

Damn it, in modern times I dreamed of killing the Japanese devils, but I never thought it would come true in ancient times.

"Come on! You little Japanese, come and have a taste of my power...!"

The Japanese prince raised his knife and shouted, "Atack...!"

Looking at the attacking Japanese, Feng Qingjiu smiled slightly, tapped the ground with his toes, stood up, unsheathed his Wushuang sword, and swung it out.

"Ah...!" The little Japanese devil who had just pounced on him was instantly cut in half.

The Japanese prince was dumbfounded when he saw this scene!

Feng Qingjiu quickly came to their boat.

With one hand behind his back and the other holding the hilt of the sword, he said in a cold and intimidating tone: "Are you coming again?"

The Japanese prince kept backing away.

"Haha... girl, I'm really sorry. The prince has offended you just now. I hope you can forgive my mistake...!" said an old Japanese man with a white beard.

System: [Host, this old Japanese is practicing Ninjutsu, and has reached the seventh level, but he still can't beat you...! ]

Feng Qingjiu put away his sword: "I can let you go, but you must remember that this is on Tiansheng's land, not in your small country... Tiansheng will not tolerate you running wild...!"

The old Japanese nodded: "Yes... the girl taught me...!"

Feng Qingjiu turned around and flew up: "Get lost...!"

………………

Beijing.

A cozy courtyard.

"Ah Shu, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't lie to you...but...!" Gu Jing'an stood in front of Song Shu's door, lowering his head and feeling very upset.

"Jing'an, let's go...!" Feng Qingjiu's voice came from the room.

"No...Ashu, I won't leave...! Can you please let me in and see you..." Gu Jing'an begged.

“Ashu…!”

"Come in...!" Song Shu's exhausted voice came.

After receiving the order, Gu Jingan pushed the door open and walked in.

When Gu Jing'an saw Song Shu sitting in front of the dressing table with her hair turning completely white, he was stunned.

It hurt so much that he said, "Ah Shu...! You...!"

Song Shu touched her hair on both sides and smiled tiredly: "Sorry, Jing An, did I scare you?"

Gu Jingan strode forward and hugged Song Shu tightly in his arms: "Ah Shu...!"

"Ah Shu, don't worry, I will definitely find Ah Jiu back."

Song Shu closed her eyes, and two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of her eyes: "Jing An, you don't need to comfort me, Ah Jiu is probably in danger this time."

“Ajiu…!”

Gu Jingan: "Ah Shu, Ah Jiu is a very lucky kid. He always escapes danger. I think this time will be the same."

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