Chapter 4322 5.0074 Lingering Fears

Miyan Shengzi coughed uncomfortably, and continued to eat with the bowl silently, not ready to pay any attention to the small facial paralysis.

On the other hand, Mo Lian looked at Mi Yan meaningfully, took chopsticks and vegetables for her little daughter-in-law, and said with a low laugh, "Jojo, do you still remember that in the Royal Academy's Winter Forest Garden, you I received one million spirit coins from the Son and rented him a room."

Miyan Shengzi twitched the corners of his mouth.

Qiao Mu lowered his eyes silently and continued to pick up the rice grains in the bowl, his little face was solemn and expressionless.

On the other hand, the two brothers and sisters, Long Huo and Long Xiangyun, looked over at Saint Son Miyan with great interest.

Listen to His Royal Highness's tone?

Why, this Holy Son Miyan was also cheated by the little girl back then?

Miyan Shengzi's expression is so strange, it seems to be a little bit bad.

Long Hui suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for Lord Shengzi, looked at Shengzi regretfully, and nodded at him.

Son:……

Confused, okay? Whether this Young Master Long is ill, he suddenly showed such a caring look to him, looking curious.

"You gave him an empty room with nothing at all. If you want a bed, you will get 100,000 spirit coins, 50,000 for a stool, and 20,000 for a teacup. Don't you remember?" Looking at his daughter-in-law with a serious face, he asked.

Qiao Mu continued to pick up the rice and looked up at him blankly, "What does this have to do with what you are going to talk about now."

"Pfft." Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable couldn't help laughing, "Oh my Joe, don't talk about contact, it's a big deal!"

"Since you rented the million-dollar earthen house to Miyan, Miyan has lingering fears, and when she goes out, she brings all the tables, chairs, benches, pots, pans and pans! Living utensils are readily available!"

"puff."

"Cough cough cough."

"Ha..." A youth from the Feng clan was about to laugh out loud, but Saint Miyan gave him a sharp look... and glared back.

Qiao Mu said "oh" and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up some vegetables nearby.

"Old things, don't mention it." They are all old calendars, can't they turn it over, why are they brought up again.

Not to mention she forgot about it.

"Then you brought the bed?" She took two bites and suddenly turned to ask Mi Yan.

Miyan:  …

I really don't want to talk to this guy, what should I do?

——Senior Jojo’s dividing line——

Ten days later in the evening.

Standing in front of the boat rail, Long Hui pointed to the island ahead and said, "After drifting at sea for so long, everyone must be exhausted."

"Tonight we will land and go to the fishing village in front of us to rest for the night."

"This place is only five days away from the outskirts of the Forgotten River."

Qing Hongse couldn't help frowning and interrupted, "What are you going to do in such a small village? It's better to hurry up and get to Wangchuan as soon as possible to rest."

Long Hui was stunned for a moment, then turned his head subconsciously to see the reaction of the facial paralysis, "Cousin, what do you think?"

"You can rest for a while." Qiao Mu nodded lightly.

There is no problem with her, Lian, Yanchen Miyan, and the others. Anyway, after nightfall, as long as one person is left to guard and guard, the others can take turns entering the star field to rest.

Others were very tired.

Especially the land ducks of the Feng people are not used to long-distance bumps at sea. Although their cultivation is not weak, it is always very tiring for so many days at sea.

The handsome face of Zhang Meimei now looks a little more disheveled, and it looks a little pitiful.