Master, please let go

An Mushang sat on the Kongming lantern and turned on the big map and flew to the place where the Wanyun faction was. Even at night, he would not get lost because of the existence of the map.

Sitting in the hanging basket, An Mushang thought triumphantly that it was the right choice for him to grit his teeth and stomp his feet to get enough money when he topped up to give away Kongming Lanterns. At least he can fly in the sky, but the only thing that is more cheating is... this guy It needs vigor, and his vigor can only let him fly for a while, and then he has to land to restore his skill.

An Mushang deeply feels that this product is not as good as his Daqinggong, but at night with the light of Kongming lanterns, at least he can avoid flowers, plants and trees. If he only uses Daqinggong, he might accidentally get stuck up the hill.

During the day, An Mushang used to ride a horse, but since he was stimulated, it was either Daqinggong or Kongming Lantern, and his speed was a bit faster than riding a horse. After all, he still had to find his way while riding a horse. The shortest straight line between points!

After flying like this for a few days, An Mushang ate snacks from a few places, and the depression caused by Hua Sui was directly soothed by the food, and he really wanted to eat if he was not happy.

In a bustling bazaar closest to Wanyun School, An Mushang instinctively wanted to see if there were any raw materials he could use. He had raided many pharmacies along the way, because he found that the pharmacy was of a higher grade. I can actually comprehend pharmacies that are not in the system, such as medicines that can restore blue and blood in large quantities at the same time, and medicines that can change hair color—well, it is commonly known as hair dye.

An Mushang even wondered if Gong Jiu's silver hair was made with hair dye before, after all, the Jiansan system defaults to white, not silver.

As the saying goes, you can't talk about people during the day and you can't talk about ghosts at night. An Mushang just thought of Gong Jiu, and then met Gong Jiu.

We have to start from the beginning. An Mushang planned to get some ore in a town close to the Wanyun faction, but he didn't know much about the world of mortals. It is impossible for ordinary people to buy ore.

Someone may ask, what about the blacksmith's blacksmith shop?Sorry, these are also state-owned. Blacksmiths belong to craftsmen, and their status is a little higher than that of slaves, but they are limited.

When An Mushang found out, he was completely dumbfounded. He wondered where did the ore that Gong Jiu gave him come from?Is it an illegal way?

An Mushang wanted to buy ore, but he was kicked out by the blacksmith. This means that he looked young and thought it was a child having nothing to do. If he was an adult, he would probably be reported to the police.

An Mushang came out depressed, but as soon as he came out, he saw a very familiar guy in the crowd - that guy with silver hair and black suit is not Gong Jiu who is it?

If it was normal, An Mushang might not talk to Gong Jiu, anyway, the two of them are unfamiliar, but now he really wants to know what happened to Hua Sui, and whether it has something to do with Gong Jiu!

So he decisively ran over to say hello, Gong Jiu didn't seem surprised to see him at all: "Are you here?"

An Mushang looked at him suspiciously: "You knew I would come?"

Gong Jiu's expression seemed to be waiting for him, and An Mushang couldn't help but doubt it.

Gong Jiu nodded bluntly, and An Mushang raised his eyebrows: "How do you know? You and I have no team."

If possible, An Mushang really wanted to form a team with Gong Jiu, so he would definitely know Gong Jiu's real name.

Gong Jiu said very confidently: "Yesterday I watched the sky at night, and suddenly found..."

"Stop!" An Mushang immediately stretched out a hand in front of Gong Jiu: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, don't fool me with those things."

"Huyou?" Gong Jiu looked at him jokingly: "What have you learned from being with Mr. these years? Don't you even know astrology?"

An Mushang was silent for a while, of course he knew, but when he heard Gong Jiu's tone like a fairy, he couldn't help but want to complain.

But... he looked at Gong Jiu with a strange expression and asked, "Did you meet my master a few days ago?"

Gong Jiu's eyes flickered for a moment, and he replied, "Yes... I've seen it, how's your husband doing?"

An Mushang stared: "You still have the nerve to ask? How did you offend my master?"

Gong Jiu touched his nose and reached out to hold An Mushang's shoulder and said, "This is not a place to talk, let's go, let's go to the restaurant in front and talk while eating."

An Mushang followed him with peace of mind, anyway, he was definitely going to blackmail Gong Jiu, why would he be polite if someone treats him?And he insisted on asking what outrageous thing Gong Jiu did to make Hua Sui so angry.He felt that when Hua Sui blasted him out, his expression was like saying: I don't want to see you again in the future, stupid mortals.

He just wants to be alone with his feelings, and it's not that he doesn't want to see Hua Sui in his whole life, so he has to figure it out!

It's just that he needs to finish his meal before he can recover his combat power, so Gong Jiu reserved a private room, and An Mushang saw that no one was watching, so he opened his arms and ate, and asked while eating, "Why don't you eat? "

Gong Jiu looked at him with emotion on his face: "I have bigu, it doesn't matter whether I eat these things or not."

After hearing this, An Mushang paused for a moment and suddenly remembered that Hua Sui seemed to be out of bigu and didn't eat. He suddenly felt that there was nothing good about cultivating the truth. Food is one of the great pleasures in life.It's just that his current goal of cultivation has become to live longer and spend more time with Hua Sui.

Well, I really am a lover, An Mushang thought happily while eating.He seems to have forgotten that the person he wants to accompany doesn't need his company at all, otherwise he wouldn't be sitting here and eating face to face with Gong Jiu.

After eating and drinking enough, An Mushang began his journey of prosecuting the teacher.

"Tell me, how did you offend my master?"

Gong Jiu lowered her eyes and was silent for a long while before asking: "Sir... Are you very angry, sir?"

An Mushang rolled his eyes: "He even kicked out his only apprentice, saying he wants to be alone, and no one else wants to see him. Do you think he is very angry?"

After hearing An Mushang's complaint, Gong Jiu twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "You are not the only apprentice of Mister."

"What?"