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Chapter 347 Phoenix Nirvana

Shen Yiyi hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but said: "You can't be as good-looking as Yan Baiwei, right?"

Tang Shijin nodded.

Shen Yiyi suppressed his face until his face turned red, and it took him a long time to say: "Jin Caishen, you should gain wisdom after suffering, right?"

Tang Shijin laughed and said calmly: "I just like that kind of appearance, not that I can't forget him... Why should I change my own aesthetic habits for a mere Yan Baiwei? He's not that important yet."

Shen Yiyi: "..."

He wiped his face, frustrated.

Tang Shijin said: "Get your news first, Ling'er has paid the money to Master Shen."

Qi Yaoling responded, stood up, took the bag he had brought from the table in front of him, and casually handed him 20,000 yuan in silver notes, while saying: "Master Shen, please."

After Shen Yiyi came out, he was depressed for two days.

Then he had an idea and wrote an article, praising Tang Shijin today as a divine bird and a phoenix, reborn from the ashes, with a fairylike appearance... and so on.

Yan Baiwei was not mentioned at all, but the words were full of demonstrations such as "You couldn't find her but I saw her" and "It would be so good if she left you".

Immediately, the situation lost to "To My Beloved Wife" was invisibly won back.

But what he didn't expect was that less than half a month after the article was published, while he was collecting news about Jiangnan, he was immediately surrounded by people in the yard at night.

Shen Yiyi is also good at kung fu. He is in charge of the Changmu Feier Tower and has his own unique channels and methods of delivering news. The news is extremely well-informed and fast... But when he was surrounded, he was completely caught off guard.

As soon as he saw Yan Baiwei, Shen Yiyi knew something was wrong.

He decided for a moment between exposing his kung fu or not, and immediately said: "You can't hit me! I have become Jin'er as my teacher! I am her fifth disciple!"

Yan Baiwei frowned.

He said: "Impossible."

Shen Yiyi hummed: "Why is it impossible?"

Yan Baiwei said coldly: "You have coveted her, she will not accept you easily."

Shen Yiyi said: "So what? It doesn't matter to you anymore! Jin'er is free, why doesn't she take me in?"

Yan Baiwei said calmly: "Because your coveting is known to everyone, but she doesn't like you at all...so this is a trouble for her, unless you are valuable enough for her to accept this trouble. Otherwise she won’t recruit you.”

Shen Yiyi choked.

Yan Baiwei raised his hand and patted him over.

Shen Yiyi had no choice but to take action.

After more than a dozen moves, Yan Baiwei nodded: "You are good at Qinggong, your ears and eyesight are sharp, and your Kung Fu skills are weird. It seems that you are related to Changmu Feierlou, no wonder."

He caught him very easily: "Where is Jin'er?"

Shen Yiyi's face also turned cold: "You are right, but the most important thing for those of us who buy and sell information is to keep our mouths tight... Even if it wasn't, I wouldn't be able to tell you about Jin'er. It would never be possible. You can't even hope to find her."

In the dim skylight, Yan Baiwei looked at him for a while, then slowly let go of his hand.

He whispered: "Is she okay?"

Shen Yiyi chuckled: "As I wrote so well, when I saw her, I thought she had come back from the sky. She was so beautiful that I couldn't take my eyes away. So I advise you to stay away from her and don't cause trouble. She is gone, you are not worthy of her, you can only drag her down!"

The corners of Yan Baiwei's mouth curved.

I subconsciously wanted to laugh, but I couldn't laugh at all.

He really can't do "as long as you're good", he's going crazy...

Then he nodded.

He stood there for a long time, almost dazed, with his eyes lowered, and wanted to say a few more words, but his mind went blank, and he finally said nothing.

He turned around slowly.

Shen Yiyi was behind him and said coolly: "I can tell you a piece of news for free."

Yan Baiwei paused at his feet.

Shen Yiyi said: "By the way, I didn't want to become a master. I said I wanted to marry you. Guess what my master said?"

Yan Baiwei turned around and looked at him with burning eyes.

He raised his chin provocatively, but Yan Baiwei didn't care about it at all. He swallowed and asked softly, "What did she say?"

Shen Yiyi said: "She said...she said..."

He deliberately turned around twice before saying: "She said I wasn't good-looking. I said, 'Is Yan Baiwei good-looking?'? She said yes, and I asked her, 'Didn't you gain wisdom even if you took the trouble?' "

He paused and imitated Tang Shijin's tone: "She said, 'Why should I change my aesthetic habits for a mere Yan Baiwei? He is not that important yet.'"

Yan Baiwei was stunned for a long time, then suddenly smiled, clasped his fists, turned around and left.

Shen Yiyi: "...??"

He wanted to hit him, saying that you just happened to have a good face...but he still laughed? What a laugh! Is he sick?

Shen Yiyi was so angry!

But I can't beat him!

On March 20th, Dongshan’s courtyard was finally completed.

After sending the workers away and briefly cleaning up, Tang Shijin came over to take a look.

Because she had to restrain her behavior for the time being and avoid trouble, all matters concerning her appearance were left to the old prince's people. Whether it was herself or a few of her apprentices, they rarely went out. Even if they went out, they would do so at night. When going out during the day, they would take a carriage. .

While she was talking to the old prince and Chen Beizheng in the carriage, several figures suddenly passed by her eyes.

Tang Shijin quickly leaned forward before his mind came back to his senses.

The window screen of the carriage was specially made, so it was not clear from the outside, but she could see clearly from the inside. She could clearly see several horses passing by quickly, even though they were all dressed in the same black clothes and covered with black scarves. Face, but she recognized Yan Baiwei at a glance.

To be honest, no matter how cold and angry he is, his appearance still pokes fun at her in every frame, especially his figure wrapped in black clothes. He really can't be more flirtatious, can he?

She didn't know what her mood was, and she stared at him blankly until he seemed to notice something and suddenly reined in his horse and turned around.

He wore a black cloth mask on his face, revealing only a pair of slightly narrow eyes. He looked cold and solemn, which was not his usual look.

His thick eyebrows were slightly furrowed, staring at the carriage... Then he turned the horse's head sharply and galloped towards this side.

There were not many people with the car, only about a dozen. They were caught off guard, and they whistled and quickly drew their swords to resist. Yan Baiwei's shadow guards also whistled one after another, and before they had time to move their horses, they rushed back one after another. It was right at once.

The ones usually brought out were the old prince's personal guards. They were good at formation kung fu and were not good at this kind of direct confrontation with swords and guns. Yan Baiwei only dodged a few times and jumped directly onto the carriage without parrying. , kicked open the car door and looked inside.


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