National teacher please get off the car

Chapter 175
The next day, Hai Yunshang was tied hands and feet, gagged, and thrown on a huge heavily armed merchant ship.

Sheng Chuyi saw him off in person.

Hai Yun, who was tied up like a caterpillar, was jumping and jumping off the deck to escape, but Sheng Chuyi turned a blind eye and said to Feng Qingcheng, "This farewell must be years, the wind and frost on the sea destroy people's old age, and the three princesses are in their youth." It’s a pity to deliver all of them to the sea during the good times, but it can force Hai Yunshang to shed tears, and use shark pearls to grind them into powder and apply them on the face to protect the face from aging.”

"Huh? He still has this ability!" Feng Qingcheng's eyes lit up, rubbing her hands together, "I'm good at making him cry!"

Sheng Chuyi fought back and grabbed Hai Yunshang who was jumping over him and was about to run away, and threw him into Feng Qingcheng's arms regardless of how much he whined and protested, "This time, we will unite the world and conspire with the sea of ​​abyss!" Kingdom, it is up to you two to avenge Lian Lian and the two children, I hope you will be careful and come back alive."

Feng Qingcheng said: "Don't worry, my lord, you and the master taught me to sigh, I practice hard every day, and I promise not to embarrass you!"

"There are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains. Don't make too much publicity outside. The people who use the common people's sigh, the higher the level of cultivation, the greater the power. It is not necessary to be the first when it is not in danger."

"Qingcheng understands."

"Okay, seventeen warships, twenty thousand sailors, and all kinds of glazed treasures have been delivered, and the rest is up to you two."

Hai Yunshang was pinched under Feng Qingcheng's arm, whimpering, Sheng Chuyi slapped him on the head, "You already have someone you love to accompany you day and night, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

Hai Yunshang rolled his eyes at him.

Sheng Chuyi pretended not to receive it, took another deep look at the two of them, then turned around and got off the boat.

When he was far away, Feng Qingcheng pulled the cloth from Hai Yunshang's mouth, and Hai Yunshang immediately yelled, "Prodigal bitch! Eat the inside out!"

Feng Qingcheng raised her hand and stuffed the cloth back.

"Woooo...!" Hai Yunshang shook his head and struggled.

Feng Qingcheng looked at Sheng Chuyi's back, feeling a little sad, "The world is invincible, so what if he is surrounded by thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, without the company of his beloved, he is really pitiful."

The seventeen Donghuang Haiwang Ships, which were exchanged for the blood and compassion of Sheng Chuyi, have been refitted, wearing heavy armor and equipped with heavy sky-screaming artillery, but on the surface they are a luxurious merchant fleet.

The black sails slowly rise, and the trombone of Dayu Wharf sees them off.

The weak protests on Haiyun were immediately drowned out by the sailors' chanting of anchoring.

Standing under the magnolia tree, Sheng Chuyi watched Feng Qingcheng, who was as big as a sesame seed on the boat, waving farewell to him vigorously, and couldn't help but sigh for her innocence.

Haiyun still has hundreds of years of long life to consume, but she only lives for a hundred years, and with the wind and frost at sea, she may not live for forty.

For such a flower-like person, his life has come to an end but he doesn't know it.

He sent Hai Yunshang to the lands of the sea to find an ally who could unite and deal with the Abyss Sea Nation because this envoy could live long enough.

"I'll give you 100 years, I hope you can come back alive!"

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Ten years later.

It's the time of the triennial autumn hunt in the capital of the gods.

Feng Ziye's imperial driver was on his way to Shendu, but there was no one in the imperial sedan chair.

"Tangtang, wait for me! Don't run so fast! Tang..." Fengdi, who was in micro-clothes, held candied haws in one hand and sweet-scented osmanthus in the other. With a jump, he happily disappeared from sight.

ran again!
When will this little daughter-in-law catch up!
He is in his 20s, and the harem is empty so far, just waiting for Princess Litang and Ji, but why is she growing up so slowly!It's been ten years, and I still can't get married!
Feng Ziye begged the Supreme Being countless times to go to the gods, but every time you win Chuyi, it is your own business and you can handle it yourself. Chasing this seat's daughter has to rely on ability to speak, and this seat has no time to worry about your nosy affairs.

But every time he saw him come back with a feather, his expression was clearly gloating!
If I could abduct that Electra madman, would I still use it to beg you, old man?
Feng Ziye took a hard bite of the candied haws, "Damn it, you said you love candied haws and sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I just turned around and ran away!"

Qiu Mubai held the Peach Blossom Sword and stood behind him without speaking.

"Hey! Mu Bai, what do you think I should do to catch this little girl?"

"Get the Supreme."

"It's like you didn't say anything! Your Majesty doesn't have a wife, so he just stares at his daughter every day. Every time I propose marriage, it's like trying to steal his treasure!"

Feng Ziye slapped another hawthorn hard, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Do you think that if I find another wife for Zhizun, will he stop staring at Tangtang?"

Qiu Mubai looked up at the clouds in the sky, and two words popped out of his mouth, "Looking for death."

Feng Ziye made fun of it, but thinking about it, he was right, sending a woman to the Guang Mulan Shrine is indeed the best way to die!In the past ten years, there was indeed a monarch who tried it, but later, that person disappeared along with his small country.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, hurry up and live in the post house before the sun goes down, I'm afraid of the dark."

Qiu Mubai: "..."

It was already late when Emperor Feng's imperial chariot arrived at Liufeng City. This is the territory of Shangqin, a small country attached to the capital of the gods. Outside the city, only Yujia and his relatives entered the city and went to the post.

Not long after Feng Ziye's carriage entered the city gate, he saw the crowd in front screaming and fleeing in a hurry. On the opposite side of a carriage, the driver screamed, "Get out of the way! The horse is startled! Get out of the way!"

A two or three-year-old child was sitting in the middle of the road crying loudly, but his mother was squeezed in the middle of the crowd and couldn't get out.

Feng Ziye took a look and said, trust me, only in times of crisis can you show your true qualities as a hero!
"Mubai! Go!"

Qiu Mu gave him a blank look, and was about to leave, but because of this hesitation, someone robbed him of his credit!

Someone descended from the sky, dressed in a gray robe, wearing a mask made of rough iron sheet, covering the upper half of his face, pierced the child not far away like an arrow, facing the galloping carriage, That horse punches you in the face!
The frightened horse raised its front hooves, let out a scream, and then collapsed to the ground, dead.

The man in gray flew forward and grabbed the coachman who flew out due to the huge inertial force, then turned to look at the child without saying a word.

The child's mother then rushed out from the crowd, picked up the child and thanked her very much.

Seeing that the child was fine, the man in gray turned to leave, but the driver grabbed his collar, "What's the matter with you! You want to be a hero and no one will stop you, but what if you kill my horse? Lose money!"

The man in gray was pulled and tugged by the coachman, his waist was straight, but he remained silent.

Feng Ziye gave Qiu Mubai a wink, and Qiu Mubai gave the attendant outside the carriage a wink, and the attendant quickly went over, "How much is your horse, our son will pay for this strong man."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the man in gray, the sky was getting darker, and now he looked closer, he didn't seem to be very strong, but that punch was really overwhelming, unequivocally.

Feng Ziye's people sent the coachman away for the man in gray, and the man didn't thank them, but just glanced at their carriage, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Feng Ziye looked out the car window and sighed: "He is obviously a hero, but his talents are not appreciated, so few."

Qiu Mubai said: "Your Majesty, this autumn hunting in the capital of the gods is short of an explosive man to escort Your Majesty to capture the goddess corolla."

Feng Ziye's eyes lit up! "Mubai, I think you're really getting smarter the longer you live!"

Qiu Mubai's face turned gloomy, "Your Majesty, the older you get, the better you can talk."

But this is, the man in gray has disappeared.

Feng Ziye got out of the car himself, found an old man and asked, "Master, do you know who that masked hero is? I want to make friends with him."

"A hero?" The old man laughed, "That's not a hero, but a fool."

"Fool?"

"Yeah, I rarely talk, I have no name, I live in a run-down temple, except for eating every day, I watch free movies in the market at other times."

"A fool watching a play?"

"Well, I've been watching it for almost ten years."

Feng Ziye and Qiu Mubai looked at each other, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, "You think fools are going to grab Dragon Balls, okay?"

Qiu Mubai said: "Looking at his gesture of saving the girl, he is not stupid. He is probably a hermit with some eccentricities. Let's go and have a look."

"it is good."

At this moment, in the busiest street in the small town, the lights have just come on, and the night market has already begun. The two of them saw the stage from a long distance. On the steps across the road, I stared at the performance on the stage opposite.

That play was about the story of Mulan Fangzun and the saint. Slashing the sword against the gods, they were separated in seven years, the gods were hunted in autumn, Shuofang proclaimed emperor, and the water disappeared from the palace of the gods. It's kind of interesting.

Feng Ziye was somewhat of an informed person. After watching it for a while, he pointed out that the person who played Fang Zun was too ugly, the person who played the saint was too stupid, and the kid who played Li Tang was too fat, and then complained. Why didn't he play the role of the majestic Phoenix Emperor!
Qiu Mubai stared at the man in gray while persuading him, "Forget it, it's just a stage in a small place to coax the common people and make some money. Don't take it seriously, Your Majesty."

Feng Ziye was not annoyed, "No, this autumn hunting, I have to tell their monarchs that their performance is so poor, if Venerable Fang finds out, they will destroy the country."

Qiu Mubai: "..., you'd better look at that one, he seems to be crying."

Only then did Feng Ziye think of the man in gray, and found that he was staring blankly at the stage, with crystal clear teardrops hanging on his cheeks under the mask.

The woman on the stage was singing, "The bright moon is born on the sea, come wearing Chu clothes", and integrated the name of Sheng Chuyi into the lyrics. Euphemistically sad.

It was about the plot where the saint girl was taken away by the sea emperor, and she sat in front of the window day and night, hoping that Fang Zun would come to rescue her.

Both Feng Ziye and Qiu Mubai were well-educated people, and felt that it was impolite to disturb others at this time, so they had to wait.

At this moment, someone who was tired of watching turned around and scolded: "What a bad show, it's been sung for ten years, and there are so many people listening to it."

This person walked in a hurry and almost bumped into Feng Ziye. Seeing that he didn't watch the theater but watched the idiot, he joked, "Are you from out of town? Have you ever seen an idiot go to the theater?"

Feng Ziye pretended to be honest and smiled, "I really haven't seen it before."

"That idiot came to see him every day and cried every day. The owner of the troupe saw him crying every day and made him his confidant, so he didn't charge her money."

The aunt on the side interjected: "You don't have money if you want money, that idiot, he only eats one meal a day, and he only learned to work for others to earn a few copper coins in the past few years. The whole street was beaten by him."

Feng Ziye: "..." If you want to say that the whole street beats up idiots, I can say a few words, but now that the whole street is beaten up by idiots, then I won't say anything.

When the babbling scene finally finished, the idiot wiped his tears with his sleeves and got up to leave.

Qiu Mubai stepped forward and greeted politely, "This Zhuang..."

When he was about to speak, he was stunned. This strong man was not tall, but his "chest muscles" were well developed!

Feng Ziye also noticed it, and turned to Qiu Mubai, "Woman?"

Qiu Mubai nodded calmly, "This girl, what's your name?"

The man in gray looked at the two of them blankly, as if no one had asked who she was in such a pleasant manner in all these years.

She looked up at the unpacked props on the stage, and a flag with a big "Victory" written on it was being rolled up.

"Moonborn."

　For whom is the bright moon on the sea born, come dressed in Chu clothes and sprinkle sugar!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)