"Yes, yes, yes... just do it twice a day, and it will take ten days to solve the problem! Hahaha..."
The old man stroked his white beard, looked at the two of them, and couldn't help laughing.
Mo Yunxi looked at the two of them strangely, really wondering what kind of medicine Nan Yanxi was selling in this gourd.
But she also knew what Nan Yanxi was thinking.
After all, it was just the second day for the two of them to cooperate, and it was also when they were in trouble and had no choice.
If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to solve his problem so easily.
After all, if their identities were reversed, the first thing Mo Yunxi would do is kill him.
How could he expect Nan Yanxi to treat her so well?
Therefore, although Mo Yunxi was a little unhappy, she didn't think about it any more.
If you don't want to give me the solution, I won't give it to you. Anyway, it will be solved sooner or later, and it won't take more than a day or two.
The old man in the mountain didn't know what they were thinking, he was very happy at this time.
He raised his head and took a sip of wine, turned around and ran happily into the house.
Nan Yan and Xi looked at each other, not knowing what the old man wanted to do.
Turning to look at Mo Yunxi, Nan Yanxi chuckled: "Do you blame me?"
"Why do you blame me? Some people don't trust me. What can I do..."
Mo Yunxi curled her lips and pretended to be weird: "Hey... who made our lives miserable!"
"As long as I don't let my meridians shrink and become a useless person."
"Hehehe..." Seeing her appearance, Nan Yanxi leaned over and smiled mischievously.
He grabbed Mo Yunxi's shoulders and lifted her chin.
He said condescendingly: "Young master, I haven't bullied you enough yet. Wouldn't it be a pity that it would be solved now?"
"Besides..." Nan Yanxi leaned close to his ear with an evil expression.
He whispered: "How fulfilling is it to be able to hold the famous Second Prince under you?"
"You...!" Mo Yunxi was so embarrassed that she was about to struggle when she saw Nan Yanxi's head coming towards her again.
He said in horror: "Why... why... charge interest again...?"
"No, no, no... this time it's a debt collection!" Nan Yanxi said with a wicked smile on her face: "I'm collecting your debt for sending people to assassinate me many times!"
After saying that, he took a breath.
"Woo..."
However, Mo Yunxi did not struggle as fiercely as he had imagined this time.
Being treated so domineeringly by Nan Yanxi actually made her feel a little bit of enjoyment in her heart.
She closed her eyes obediently and snuggled into his arms.
This feeling of being conquered actually made her a little addicted.
Mo Yunxi secretly wondered in her heart, did she really like to be treated like this?
Nan Yanxi also had some doubts about this matter.
How could someone who was so desperate just now become so submissive all of a sudden?
I couldn't help but smile secretly in my heart, could it be that this Mo Yunxi...
Do you just like to be abused? Do you just like to be forced?
Or is it because you are so charming?
I was thinking so evilly in my heart, but I didn't relax at all.
When the old man from the mountain came out of the house holding a small box covered with dust.
The two of them were already sitting upright, and Nan Yanxi was holding dishes for Mo Yunxi as if nothing had happened.
"Come on, come on, wife...eat more!"
"Uh-huh..."
Mo Yunxi's cheeks were rosy, and the corners of her eyes were springy. She lowered her head and plucked the rice in front of her.
The old man was very confused and said quickly: "What's wrong, kid? Is there not enough food? Then I'll go as a father..."
"No, no, no...that's enough, that's enough, foster father, please sit down quickly!"
Nan Yanxi laughed, waved her hand quickly, pointed at the wooden box and asked, "Father, what is this?"
"Oh...hahaha..." The old man in the mountain turned to one side and gently blew the loose soil on it.
Turning around, he gently placed the wooden box on the table.
He sighed softly and said with a smile: "This... is all my father's property."
"It is also the last property of Hu Languo and Tianyun Pavilion."
As he spoke, he gently used his internal force to shake open the rusty lock, and opened the box.
Nan Yanxi and Mo Yunxi stood up and leaned over to look curiously.
I saw some small objects and dozens of bamboo slips in the wooden box.
The old man from the mountain took it out gently and carefully placed it on the table one by one.
The two of them introduced one by one: "These are all things from Hulan Kingdom and Tianyun Pavilion."
"These bamboo slips are all martial arts, some from the Hulan Imperial Family and some from the Tianyun Pavilion."
"The Great Technique of Heavenly Meteor, the Art of Controlling Beasts, and all the other techniques in the room that you want are all in it."
"Others are also some good exercises and martial arts."
Then he picked up a few objects made of jade and introduced: "There are also these..."
The old man in the mountain introduced one by one, the jade seal of passing down the country and the tiger talisman for mobilizing the army.
There are also objects such as the jade ring of the head of Tianyun Pavilion...
The old man in the mountain sighed softly: "Now, Hulan Kingdom has been destroyed, and Tianyun Pavilion no longer exists."
"These old objects have some commemorative value."
"The only ones left are jade that is of good quality, has a long history, and has exquisite carvings."
Then he turned to look at Nan Yanxi and said solemnly: "Son, my father will pass them on to you now!"
"From now on, you are the new King of Hulan and the new Lord of Tianyun Pavilion!"
"Although they no longer exist, these rules are indispensable."
Nan Yanxi knew that this was actually the last thought in the old man's heart.
So he took it solemnly and generously: "Thank you, foster father!"
The old man in the mountain nodded, his eyes filled with tears.
Looking back on the scene of the country's prosperity back then, it seems like just yesterday.
But now it is in ruins, and all of this is thanks to myself!
He sighed deeply and turned to look at Nan Yanxi.
"Son, I know you care about the world. Can you promise to be a father?"
Nan Yanxi solemnly raised his hands: "Father, please speak!"
"Okay...if one day you really rule the world, can you..."
Seeing the expression of the old man in the mountain, Nan Yanxi didn't understand anything, so she hurriedly said: "I understand my foster father."
"Do you want to rebuild Hulan and Tianyun?"
"Yes!" The old man in the mountain nodded, seeming a little embarrassed.
Because he knows how difficult it is to rebuild a city, especially in this primeval forest.
The world has just been settled, and everything is waiting to be done. How can you have time to do such a thankless thing?
Unexpectedly, Nan Yanxi agreed immediately.
"Father, the whole world is not the land of the king, and the shore of the land is not the king's ministers."
"Haier cannot promise you to rebuild the Hulan Kingdom, but Boyer is planning to build a state capital with these 800 miles of Qinglian Mountains."
"How about the name is Hulanzhou? Several counties are being built."
He touched his chin as he spoke: "Haier feels that after the world is established, these Jianghu sects should be banned."
"After all, it's the king's ministers who lead the land. I don't want a country within a country to appear."
"So, I plan to rebuild Tianyun Pavilion into Tianyun County and place it in Hulan Prefecture."
"Similarly, the other Jianghu sects are also divided into counties, counties, towns, villages, etc. according to their size... What do you think?"