Chapter 1668: The Upper Beam Is Not Straight and the Lower Beam Is Crooked

Qian Duoduo hooked his neck with peace of mind, and kept directing with her small hands: "The toe hurts from being kicked——Oh, it's not the sole of the foot, Long Shishi, where are you touching? It's so itchy!"

Long Yutian watched a kind of sweet little happiness flowing between them, but in his mind, the stumbling little figure of Rong'er couldn't help appearing.

A faint smile could not be restrained from the corner of his lips, but it was quickly hidden.

"Ahem—you continue to be disgusting here, I don't have time to mess around with this unlucky woman." Long Yutian got up and straightened his dragon robe, and shouted towards the door: "Fuzi, send some generals to the imperial study room Wait, I want to drive myself to conquer!"

As he spoke, he raised his foot and was about to leave the dormitory, but the moment he turned around, he was pulled back by a small hand.

"Ah San!" A rare soft voice sounded beside his ears.

Long Yutian looked down, Qian Duoduo was digging out two small black balls from the purse at his waist, and handing them to him.

"Ah San, I only have these two little explosives left. Although you are very skilled in martial arts, you are on the battlefield after all, and Pan Yu is very cunning. It is easy to hide with open spears, but hard to defend against hidden arrows. So the only two little explosives The bomb is for your self-defense when you are most in danger."

Qian Duoduo put away her slick tongue, cynical, and became serious and gentle.

She held Long Yutian's hand tightly. Even though there were not many blessings or praises, Long Yutian's heart warmed for this most plain but sincere gesture.

A complex dark light flashed in Long Yutian's eyes, but he hid it deeply.

He stretched out his hand and flicked Qian Duoduo's forehead, that natural action was more like a brother doting on his sister.

"Okay, I went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and I didn't rush to die. Why are you crying in mourning? Besides, although my martial arts can't be compared with Fourteenth Uncle's, it is still the same as the whole mainland. One of the best masters is the barren land of Pan Yu, not to mention sending assassins to assassinate me, even if he is half a step closer, I can send him to see the king of Hades with just one finger!"

Qian Duoduo glanced at his boastful appearance, and groaned with white eyes: "It's true that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and one face is thicker than the other!"

As soon as these words came out, the three men were all confused! ?

Long Muchen: The upper beam is not right? What about this king?

Long Yutian: The lower beam is crooked? I think it is—his eyes turned to Qian Duoduo's belly.

As for the third man, Little Tudou: Mom, it's not that your son has a thick face, but you have a thick belly fat!

Long Yutian packed the explosives, put them in the pouch around his waist, and kept them as a treasure, then he raised his feet and prepared to go to the imperial study.

As soon as the door was opened, suddenly, a petite figure rushed in and bumped into his body.

Long Yutian hastily stretched out his hand to protect the figure, and put him in his arms to prevent her from falling: "Rong'er, you run so fast, what if you fall? Tell Father, what happened?"

Xiao Rong'er grabbed Long Yutian's hand and waved it excitedly: "Father, Rong'er heard that you want to go to the frontier to fight in frontier?"

As soon as she woke up, when she heard that Duo'er and Fourteen had entered the palace, she hurried over.

Unexpectedly, when passing by the imperial study room, he saw Fuzi bringing General Gao into the palace, and said that the emperor was going to fight in person this time.