After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"It's getting dark, and it's going to rain..."

“It’s dark… dark…”

The night sky had been covered by dark clouds for a long time, and the moon seemed to want to eavesdrop, so it parted a layer of clouds.

The moonlight that sneaked in just illuminated her as she sang the nursery rhyme, and him as he fell asleep on her lap.

.......

The next morning.

In front of the sugar painting stall, Hu Zi is no longer the king of the children, but he occasionally manages his grandfather's sugar painting stall and can freely control the existence of the pot of malt sugar. There is no need to explain his status.

He was squatting in front of the stone slab, practicing sugar painting with a small pot of soup, surrounded by a bunch of little kids waiting for candy.

"Brother Huzi, you said our boss is a famous hero on the Hidden Dragon List?"

"No. 11? What's it called...Wangqi Douhun?"

"Is that really our boss? He's worthy of being the boss, even his nickname is so unique."

"Is this true? Boss, you're not kidding us, are you?"

When Hu Zi heard the questioning, he became unhappy on the spot.

He pointed to the painting on the slate and said:

"The boss was so majestic back then. Can't you see that from my drawing?"

The little kids shook their heads and could only tell that it tasted good.

After all, Hu Zi had just learned to paint, and his graffiti was barely recognizable. It was a sugar figure with a big head and a small body. It was not only unimpressive, but also looked a bit funny.

"I'm friends with your boss, can I get some candy for free?"

Suddenly a voice came from the side.

You don't need to look, the only one who can be so short of money is our mount brother.

In fact, Huang Donglai is not poor, he just doesn't save money. He carefully calculates his money and buys it into practical things. After all, money cannot be eaten, nor can it poison people.

"Are you big brother's friend?" Hu Zi looked at Huang Donglai doubtfully.

"he is."

Hear this familiar voice.

Hu Zi and a bunch of little kids, including Huang Donglai, were stunned.

Looking back, I saw Li Mo not far away with a smile on his face. He was as sunny and cheerful as ever, but a little more reserved and gentle.

"Boss!"

"Brother Li?"

"Dongla, you knew a war was about to start, yet you still stayed here? That's not like you."

Li Mo greeted the little kids and asked casually.

Huang Donglai took the candy pill from Hu Zi and said, "I want to taste the candy...Aren't you the same?"

"I was planning to leave."

"Ok?"

Huang Donglai looked at Li Mo.

The war is about to start, and it is human nature to keep to oneself, but he always feels that this is not like Li Mo.

"But I'll be back soon, so I have something to trouble you with."

Li Mo's voice suddenly became inaudible, not because it became smaller, but because he was transmitting his voice.

"Fill it up? The whole thing? How much would that cost..."

Huang Donglai’s eyes widened.

"My fortune was born to be useful, and even if I lose it, it will come back."

As soon as the words fell, clouds and mist suddenly appeared.

The rising clouds and mist lingered, hiding the young man's figure in an instant. When they dispersed, he had disappeared.

The somersault cloud is not about lightening the body, but about lightening the mind.

If your heart is light, the sky will be wide and the earth will be vast. Where can you not go?

"Tsk, malt sugar is really sweet."

Huang Dong looked at the place where he disappeared and muttered to himself.

Hu Zi's eyes widened, and he waved his fist and shouted:

"What did I say? What did I say!"

"Brother, riding on a rainbow of auspicious clouds, how could he not be a peerless hero?"

.....

PS: It’s a bit late, dear audience members. This involves the growth of the characters, so we need to consider it carefully.

Please give me some charging supplies, muah.

Ziyang Mansion, Xiyangyang Hotpot Restaurant.

Not long ago, the Hidden Dragon Ranking was released again. Two geniuses from a prefecture-level sect caused a sensation in the entire Ziyang Prefecture and became the topic of conversation in the streets and alleys.

"Have you heard? From our Ziyang Prefecture's Qingyuan Sect, two people have emerged..."

"What are you saying? Who in Ziyang Mansion doesn't know about Wangqi Douhun and Hanxianzi?"

"Among the recent rising stars, who could be more popular than these two?"

"Tsk tsk, the third realm is in the southern border to kill demons and monsters, and escape unscathed, how romantic and extraordinary, no, this has to be said about this wine."

"Stuttering girl, bring the wine!"

Listen to the guests talking.

The waiter, wearing ill-fitting baggy clothes and a blindfold, came running over with wine and a stack of peanuts.