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The phone screen was instantly occupied by a white head. The white-haired general was smiling widely, and his laughter almost spread throughout the prison. "Are you really imprisoned? Seventy layers of formations?!"
"Yes." Cheng Che half-closed his eyes, looking helpless, "If you don't want to come back, tell Fu Taibu... or ask Xing and San Yueqi to save me..."
At this point, Cheng Che turned around and looked around. "It's not that I can't stay in the Prison for two days, but I really want to watch Sambo, Giovanni, and Jeppard dance live..."
Let's see how excited they are. Can the combined excitement of Sambo and Giovanni overcome Jeppard's embarrassment?
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"
Before he finished speaking, a series of loud laughter broke out from the phone.
The white-haired man was shaking his phone while holding it in his hand. His eyes, which were usually curved, became even more curved, and the teardrop mole under his eyes swayed on the screen.
Cheng Che: ...
This time it's finally my turn to have fun.
Under Cheng Che's speechless gaze, the laughter continued for ten minutes without stopping, and even showed a tendency to run towards half an hour.
"What laughing?"
A chilling voice came from the side. Cheng Che moved closer, sat next to Jing Liu, and raised his phone, "Let me introduce you. This is my master Jing Liu."
Jing Yuan:......
The white-haired man's laughter stopped abruptly, and he stared at the two heads, one black and one white, that appeared on the screen, lost in thought.
In the silence, the confused boy finally came to his senses.
Yan Qing hesitated for a moment, then squatted behind the two of them and squeezed his face into the picture, looking serious, "General, when will you come back? Can we have a team building?"
Jing Yuan: !!!
The person holding the pen and handling official business is his teacher?
This young man who is clamoring for team building is his apprentice?
Why did this crow holding a cell phone with a calm face become his junior?
Wait! Junior Brother?!
Jing Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief. "You are only a few years older than Yan Qing. Can't you accept me as your master? I am hundreds of years old, and I have a 19-year-old junior brother?"
On the side, Yan Qing nodded repeatedly, "Yes, in fact, you can also worship the general as your teacher. Although I learned earlier, I can still call you senior brother according to my age!"
Yan Qing didn't mind the title of the eldest disciple. After all, Cheng Che was quite good at using a sword.
Only by learning from each other's strengths and overcoming each other's weaknesses can we move closer to the sword's top!
and……
The master's master will not refuse to guide his disciple.
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Jing Liu, "Sister, he won't let me worship you as his master."
Jing Yuan:......
Junior brother, I want some tea.
Yanqing:......
Junior Master Uncle does have some tea.
Jingliu:......
With all the hair loss and official duties, she didn't really want this apprentice, but...
Jingliu took a deep breath, threw the document in his hand on Cheng Che's forehead, and looked at Cheng Che's phone, "Jingyuan, come and take him out."
Can't watch it anymore.
After taking another look at it, I couldn't help but want to use the teaching blade to teach Cheng Che.
Acting like a spoiled brat or something...
It's nothing compared to the toxicity of a crow's mouth!
Chapter 299: Buff Stacking
The tall man had loose white hair and his armor had been replaced with a wide robe with big sleeves, which clearly indicated that General Shen Ce was not working at the moment but on vacation.
The man held a cat with black limbs, ears, tail and nose, and walked slowly into the prison.
Deep inside the Youqiu Prison, within the seventy-layer formation, a young man with curly hair sat cross-legged on the small sofa that Yan Qing had brought. He held his chin with both hands and watched Yan Qing calmly count his swords, wondering when he would be able to escape from the Youqiu Prison and buy himself a sword.
Noticing the movement outside, Cheng Che raised his eyes and looked at Jing Yuan, who was surrounded by blue light and fell into silence.
how?
You're too lazy to use your real body to save the little crow, right?
"General!" Yan Qing's eyes lit up, and he stood up from the chair holding the trash can, "When will you come back?!"
Jing Yuan curled his eyes and rubbed Yan Qing's head, "Maybe it will take a few more days."
Jing Yuan also really wanted to see the Masked Fool and the Guard Officer dance...
It was Cheng Che and Dan Heng who refused the invitation to dance together, saying that dancing together would easily cause the ice and snow on Yalilo No. 6 to melt and cause a flood.
Maybe this is too hot.
Jing Yuan's eyes swept across Jing Liu who was piled up with documents, and finally fell on Cheng Che. He couldn't help but curl his eyes and smile even more deeply.
Seventy layers of formations trapped the little crow and saved Luofu a little bit of face, but not much.
"You're laughing at me, aren't you?" Cheng Che propped up his chin and looked up, staring at Jing Yuan expressionlessly, "I came here to help you with your job, but I ended up getting locked up. I have to take responsibility."
Jing Yuan was startled, then nodded as if suddenly realizing, "That's true."
He looked up and down at Cheng Che with his eyes bent, then looked at the third and fourth layers of the formation that Cheng Che had dismantled, his eyes flickering.
Jing Yuan took two steps forward, stretched out his fingers and wiped the mysterious talismans around him, then lowered his eyes to look at the man sitting not far away.
After a while, Jing Yuan came back to his senses and looked at Cheng Che with a smile, "You want to go out?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che raised his eyelids, "What do you think?"
"Oh..." Jing Yuan smiled, and caressed the raccoon in his arms leisurely, his voice smiling and a little gentle, "There is an old saying in Luofu, since you are here..."
It’s okay to stay!
"There is also this old saying in my hometown, but there is also a matching saying." Cheng Che looked at Jing Yuan with an expressionless face.
"Oh?" Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "What is it?"
"He's just a child. We're all relatives. It's a big festival." Cheng Che pointed at himself, his voice calm and without any fluctuation, "I, the child."
"Junior brother, relative."
"Sunny Day, let's celebrate the festival."
Jing Yuan:......
How shameless to say it!
“Ah…” Jing Yuan sighed. Although it was a projection, he couldn’t help but find a chair to sit down. He looked at Cheng Che with an embarrassed expression, “You also know that it’s not easy to build the Prison Formation. It took a lot of effort to catch you…”
"Why are you arresting me? Have I committed a crime?" Cheng Che looked up at Jing Yuan and nodded to the side. "Am I, a small unknown guest, wanted in Luofu?"
Jing Yuan pursed his lips, "That's true."
But this little nameless guest also has the identity of a star core hunter, and Phoenix was provoking him in the Immortal Boat to the point of almost going to heaven.
"Don't you want to let me go?" Cheng Che was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you afraid that you will never catch me again if I leave?"
Well, sooner or later, a fun person will become fun.
Cheng Che already had a clear understanding when he cursed himself for dying and smashing through the train.
Hearing this, Jing Yuan spread his hands, "That's true, but..."
At this point, the white-haired man raised his hand slightly and pointed to the formation on the side. "It's not easy to maintain the formation. You just dismantled three or four layers in a short time..."
This is all money!
"You're so stingy! I gave you money late at night a few days ago! That money can build another prison!" Cheng Che stared at Jing Yuan, "If you want to see me having fun, you'd better think about the fate of our predecessors, such as old Sangbo, such as... such as yourself."
Jing Yuan:......
Hey, this is a bit complicated...
"The nameless guest didn't commit any crime in Luofu, so why don't you fight back?" Jing Yuan smiled, leaned on the small sofa and looked at Cheng Che, and said with a smile, "At least fix the formation you dismantled, otherwise I will be so embarrassed..."
It's ok for the Huanyue family to lose face, but they still have to have some dignity when they go hunting.
Cheng Che pursed his lips, turned around, picked up the scattered talismans on the ground, and fumbled to throw them to the appropriate place.
Half an hour later, Cheng Che came back and sat on the sofa, staring at Jing Yuan, "And then?"
"Hmm... that's all." Jing Yuan pondered for a moment, then stood up with a smile, "That's all right now. Let's go, I'll take you out of the Prison, but..."
At this point, Jing Yuan turned his head to look at Cheng Che and said hesitantly, "Are you really not considering dancing with them at the music festival?"
"Don't consider it. If you want, I can force you to dance. Don't worry, I will tell others that you were forced." Cheng Che glanced at Jing Yuan, and then looked at Yan Qing after he stood up. "Are there many swords in the Gongzao Division?"
"A lot! Very useful!" Yan Qing nodded, and then added: "Divine weapons and sharp blades."
One can suspect that Luofu's generals were lazy, but the craftsmanship of the craftsmen of Luofu's Industrial Manufacturing Department cannot be doubted.
Cheng Che nodded, and then poked his head to find the white-haired woman surrounded by documents, "Sister, what kind of sword do you think I should choose?"
Jingliu:......
Wouldn't it be better to forget her?
"Whatever you want." Jing Liu snorted coldly, glanced at Cheng Che and then looked at Jing Yuan, "Take him away."
If he doesn’t leave now, I’m really going to stab Cheng Che with eight thousand swords to teach him what it means to respect teachers!
Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Jing Yuan's eyes, and then he smiled and nodded.
The shadow of the white-haired man stretched slightly, unceremoniously hung his arm on Cheng Che's shoulder, and lowered his voice, "Junior brother, tell me why the teacher didn't beat you first?"
Hearing this, Cheng Che pointed at himself and repeated, "We are all here, just children, we are all relatives, and it's a big festival."