ld help with treasures related to psychic abilities, there were the mirage pearls traded for Zhu Biqiong and the Crimson Mirror obtained from Hu Shaomeng.To face such difficulties, these are the cards...There are many sorrows in the world, and one bite can solve a thousand worries.

For Jiang An'an, as long as her brother was by her side, there was no problem that couldn't be solved with food.

For Jiang Wang, being able to eat with gusto and laugh heartily was the greatest reward. All the hard work and effort were worth it.

In this vast and boundless world, they are each other's only kin.

“Hello, AnAn.”

Jiang Wang looked at her for a moment, and then said: "Brother is leaving. This time, he may be busy for a long time."

Jiang An'an held her chopsticks, twirling the noodles listlessly. Her mood plummeted as she asked, "Will you come visit me for New Year"

"Of course." Jiang Wang touched her little head: "We made an agreement. Brother will miss you too."

"Be careful on your way." Jiang An'an said softly.

"Now when I walk down the street, people make way for me." Jiang Wang said with a smug smile. "I'm known to be a terrifying bad guy!"

"Humph." Jiang An'an wrinkled her little nose, glanced at Jiang Wang once, then turned her head away.

Keep eating noodles.

"Come on, give me a smile," Jiang Wang teased her.

Jiang An'an pouted and refused to cooperate.

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"Smile a bit, little chubby one," Jiang Wang's voice was ups and downs.

“You’re the fat one!” Jiang Anan put down her chopsticks and pounced on Jiang Wang, baring her teeth and claws.

They played around for a while.

"Let's go," Jiang Wang said.

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Ginger Anan sat back down and picked up her chopsticks again.

“Hmm,” she said.

Jiang Wang didn't speak any further, turned and left the room, gently closing the door behind him.

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Little Jiang An'an didn't look at his back, she just sat there obediently, slowly eating her noodles.

She is well-behaved, she doesn't cry.

It's just that.

Although the new year has just begun, I'm already looking forward to New Year's Eve.

Leaving Jiang An'an's room, she ran into Ye Qingyu almost immediately.

“Fellow Daoist Ye, I happen to be looking for you!” Jiang Wang said happily.

Yè Qīngyǔ blinked and pressed the exquisitely crafted building she had been about to take out: "What do you want from me"

Jiang Wang confidently took out a lacquered box from the storage chest and handed it over: “Take a look.”

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This box was just filled with crispy bamboo cake. He saw that it was still quite nice, so he cleaned it up and took it to store things in.

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"What is this"

Ye Qingyu's eyes were filled with a smile as she reached out to take the lacquered box and opened it.

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Only a small, azure-blue orb with strands of white cloud within was seen lying inside. It was only about one-third the size of a fist and incredibly beautiful.

A smile involuntarily spread, reaching his lips.

As the daughter of Ye Lingxiao and the only princess of Yun Guo, she had seen all kinds of rare and exotic treasures.

But Jiang Wang's gift still made her very happy.

“This is a congenital magic weapon, the Wind-Controlling Pearl. I obtained it from a secret place.”

Jiang Wang glossed over the dangerous process of obtaining the Dingfengzhu, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "An'an has consumed so many resources from Lingxiaogong, I am truly grateful. I offer this Dingfengzhu as repayment, please don't despise it, Ye Daoist friend."

Ye Qingyu's smile vanished instantly. With a snap, she shut the box and returned it to Jiang Wang's hand. "An An is my disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion. It is our duty to nurture our own disciples, and we do not need any compensation. Daoist Jiang, you should take it back."

"Ye Daoist, I didn't mean it that way." Jiang Wang held up the box, unsure where he had gone wrong, and said anxiously: "I'm not saying that Lingxiao Pavilion needs to compensate. I'm expressing gratitude, yes, gratitude."

“No need to be polite.” Ye Qingyu smiled politely, but with a distance in her voice. “Ling Xiao Pavilion lacks nothing.”

“I’m not saying that Lingxiao Pavilion lacks this.” Jiang Wang was devoid of his usual battle-time wit and courage, sounding a little despondent instead. “I’m tongue-tied and can't speak well, I just want to give you this bead as a thank you.”

Ye Qingyu softened a bit, but she still said: "You're tongue-tied I think you're pretty good at arguing with people. Didn't you make Jiao Xiong jump around"

That's different.

"What's different"

"I don't care about them, don't worry about their feelings. Their mouths are just stupid."

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Ye Qingyu raised her chin slightly, "Is that so"

"It's true, Ye Daoist," Jiang Wang clasped his hands in apology. "If I said something wrong, I apologize to you. Please don't be angry."

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Ye Qingyu had already cooled down, but inexplicably found that such a Jiang Wang was interesting, much more adorable than when he was sharp and imposing.

"To apologize while wearing a mask and hiding one's head How absurd!" she said deliberately.

“This…” Jiang Wang hesitated.

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"Don't want to pick Don't pick." Ye Qingyu said, "It's fine, I won't force you."

Even if Jiang Wang was slow, he also knew that the "nothing happened" here wasn't really nothing.

He gritted his teeth and took off the Shan Gui mask, revealing his face with two dark blue eye circles hanging under them.

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The left side of the face is still slightly swollen.

"Pfft!"

Ye Qingyu laughed out loud, but quickly restrained herself. "Sorry, I shouldn't laugh."

"It's nothing, you laugh," Jiang Wang said helplessly.

Ye Qingyu wasn't a person who smiled often, but Jiang Wang was now too amusing.

To think of him at Chiyun Mountain, slaying Jiao Xiong, killing Chi Yue, defeating Yun You-Weng, and threatening Dou Mian! What majesty he possessed!

According to my father, on New Year's Eve, he even sneaked into the Xin'an city at night, killed Dong A, the deputy prime minister of Zhuangguo, and escaped from under Zhuang Gaoen and Du Ruhui. If these things were spread out, it would surely shake the world. Who wouldn't admire him as a genius

Now, with a bruised and swollen face that looks like a pig's head, the contrast is too great. It's really funny to look at.

Ye Qingyu covered her mouth and laughed for a while before saying, "How did you do it"

Seeing Jiang Wang like this, Ye Qingyu also gave up a little, murmuring, “Hit by an old monk.”

"Which old monk is so over the top" Ye Qingyu asked.

Jiang Wang sighed: “This venue won't be found back in a short time.”

He didn't want to talk about his hardships, because it would involve the persecution he faced from the officials of Zhuang Kingdom. He had promised Ye Lingxiao that he would never drag Ye Qingyu into his troubles.

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So he handed the box back to her again: "Can you accept my apology now"

Jiang Wang wanted to say that Dingfengzhu wasn't a gift, but repayment, fulfillment of a past promise.

But the reaction of Wufu Hai Nei Yun Ding Xian Gong made him forget all about it.

He had long suspected that the Lingxiao Pavilion housed items needed for the revival of Yun Ding Xian Gong, and they were likely similar to those in the Ling Kong Dian. Whether it was called Lingxiao Pavilion or Yunxiao Pavilion, at least at this moment, the reaction of Yun Ding Xian Gong proved its importance.

Jiang Wang took a deep breath and said, "I can't have it."

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He did want to, but the reason he hadn't spoken up to Ye Qingyu was because he hadn't found something of equal value in return. He wasn't willing to take without giving anything back.

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Ye Qingyu blinked, a smile fading from her face: “A friend gave you a gift, and you won't accept it”

Jiang Wang pursed her lips, but still took it.

He will remember this kindness, no need for too many words of promise.

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The attic, small and exquisite, just acquired, flashed with light and directly entered the Five Regions Sea, falling into the ruins of Yun Ding Xian Gong.

The chubby white cloud boy jumped out and exclaimed, “Here we go!”

"I do need it indeed," Jiang Wang said amidst the changes within his Inner Palace of Heavenly Peak, "but I don't know how to repay you."

“My dad said, you are An An's brother, not an outsider.”

Ye Qingyu shook the box in her hand, her eyes curving into crescent moons: "Among friends, reciprocity is essential!", no." Feng Ming seemed to have grasped a lifeline, his excitement rising: "You're not simple! I knew you weren't simple!">He took a few steps closer to Jiang Wang, his voice even pleading: “For what...