"Xiao Shisan, are you really going to leave? Isn't it good to stay in Guanjiangkou? Didn't you always want to stay here..."

Ao Cun persuaded with great thought, while looking at Qin Yun on the side from time to time, his eyes a little angry. It seemed that because of Qin Yun, a good boy who was originally obedient turned rebellious, which made Qin Yun feel a little uncomfortable, as if he had turned into a human trafficker.

It is estimated that if it weren't for Yang Jian beside him, Ao Cunxin would have turned into a Hedong lion that protects the calf.

Ao Kun was also very embarrassed by Ao Cunxin's behavior. He had refuted it many times, but every time he was forced to suppress it by Ao Cunxin because he was too young. God knows that he is over 300 years old. Since he learned from Qin Yun that human life has only been more than a hundred years, Ao Kun no longer thinks he is still young, but thinks he is mature enough.

This child was brainwashed by Qin Yun!

"Okay, Xiao Shisan is willing to go and experience it. How can a man be hiding under his wings for the rest of his life, spreading his wings and flying high, fighting against the wind and rain is what a man should bear. Too much spoiling will only harm him." Yang Jian couldn't stand it at last, stood up and said, looking at Ao Kun, with a very different look of relief.

Apart from some bloody things, Ao Cunxin never disobeys Yang Jian for other things. Since Yang Jian has spoken, Ao Cunxin can only let go reluctantly, and at the same time, she also reminds her: "You must be careful when you go out. Remember to send a message back wherever you go... and..."

Ao Cunxin was like a hen who cared for a chicken, constantly reminding her. In the end, Yang Jian couldn't bear to bear it anymore and pulled Ao Cunxin away, which allowed Qin Yun and Ao Kun to leave the Yang Mansion smoothly. The two of them almost fled in panic.

"I finally left. This is the first time I have seen my third sister like this...uh..." Ao Kun said with a look of fear.

Qin Yun said with a smile: "Then you should feel grateful, because with such a relative who always misses you, pays attention to your safety, and cares about everything about you, isn't that better than anything else?"

"That's right." Ao Kun also laughed, his face full of happiness.

Soon, Ao Kun's face changed again, and he walked forward with great strides, and shouted: "Let's go, let's start our legendary career! gou! gou! gou!" At the end, Ao Kun couldn't help but sing a few birds.

Qin Yun looked at Ao Kun's excited look, shook his head with a smile, and quickly followed.

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In the Yuanlun Mountains.

Princess Mingxia stood on the platform, looking at the endless mountains and fields in the distance, with a bright light flashing in her eyes. Compared to a few months ago, Princess Mingxia's changes have been greater. Not only is it more sharp, but her expression is also more calm. Her aura is better than that of one day, and before she knew it, she has faintly surpassed her father, King Qi.

Next to her, there was also a female general wearing armor, with her heroic spirit almost comparable to that of Princess Mingxia. However, compared to Princess Mingxia's courage and sharpness, this woman also has an endless temptation of charm. The two temperaments are very harmonious, which adds three points of temptation, making people easily add to it and cannot extricate themselves.

"Sister Min, thanks to you, otherwise I would not be able to gain a foothold in the Yuanlun Mountains until now, let alone subdue these witch people." Princess Mingxia said to the woman beside her with a grateful look on her face.

Is this woman Zhao Min or anyone else?

"What's there to thank? Only when I can I learn from the princess. If I don't follow the princess, who can I apply to? Can I apply to those trashed people with dirty thoughts... As for the skills and ancestor witch orders of the ancient witch clan, God gave them to the princess with my hand to let the princess do a great cause. If God doesn't give it, he will be blamed!" Zhao Min smiled slightly, his eyes were twirled, and he was indescribable in charm. Even Princess Mingxia, who is also a woman, was attracted a little.

"Sister Min, you are so beautiful." Princess Mingxia couldn't help but say.

Zhao Min's eyes turned and suddenly reached out to brush Princess Mingxia's white face, and said frivolously: "The princess is more beautiful than me, I don't know how many stinky men have been fascinated." At the end of the conversation, Zhao Min's tone obviously became a little heavier, as if she was pointing out something.

However, Princess Mingxia was a little confused by Zhao Min's sudden behavior and could not hear it at all. She blushed and quickly took a few steps back, then she realized, and said with a hint of coquettish expression in anger: "Sister Min, you..."

Although Princess Mingxia and Zhao Min have not known each other for a long time, the two of them are particularly acquainted. In addition, Zhao Min's dedicated help during this period has made Princess Mingxia, who is in trouble, unknowingly rely on her. The two are like kings and ministers, and are as close as sisters.

"Hahahaha, Princess, your face is still too thin, this won't work." Zhao Min hugged Princess Mingxia like a big sister, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"For these Wu tribe members, it is really good to give favors and power. However, Wu tribe members are unruly, and we can fully control them, so power is greater than grace. We must make them afraid enough and respect them, and then give some small favors to win the hearts of the Wu tribe members. We must never make them proud." Zhao Min's tone had obvious murderous intent, and the murderous aura made Princess Mingxia feel a little uncomfortable.

Princess Mingxia nodded, as if she had realized something.

Zhao Min looked at the witch people in the village who were as gentle as a lamb and dared not resist at all. The sharpness in her beautiful eyes did not decrease at all: "We cannot spoil them, we must completely break their so-called dignity and honor, and only listen to our words in the future. Any thorn will be killed without any hidden dangers, and there will be no noise. We can only have our voices. If it weren't for not having enough time, I would really want to train them all to patients with 'Stegolmo Syndrome'..."

"What...Gemo..." Princess Mingxia was obviously confused.

"It's a slave." Zhao Min said proudly. "It's still the most docile and obedient slave."

"This..." Princess Mingxia was obviously a little uncomfortable with Zhao Min's straightforward words.

Zhao Min smiled slightly, but behind her smile was filled with endless blood and ruthlessness: "It's good that we know this in our hearts. On the surface, these witch people are our comrades-in-arms. We need not only pay attention to their lives, but also to their thoughts and unify their consciousness... They will be the sharpest blade in our hands in the future, cutting through all the thorns that block the road..."

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