Can the little Lord really come back?
This is a question that everyone is thinking about.
When the carriage stopped and the curtain lifted, Chu Shaoyang walked out slowly, squinting at the setting sun and smiling coldly.
"When is it?" He asked knowingly.
"Come on It's almost sunset. " The disciple next to him swallowed his saliva and muttered.
"Good."
Chu Shaoyang stood with his hands down. The light of the sun and dusk shone on his face and body, making him as dazzling as a luminous body.
All the disciples thought that the little master was born very well. But they didn't expect that the young master was a first-class and first-class one. It was no wonder that he was chosen by the old master as his successor.
This young cabinet master is indeed more noble than the little one.
I think that Chu Shaoyang was born in the royal family. He grew up in the Imperial Palace and lived in the imperial palace. His royal style had been rooted in his bones. When he raised his hands and put his feet in it, he showed it inadvertently. He was used to giving orders. He was more like a leader than a thousand face childe who was born in a rash way.
At this time, the sun with only a trace of afterglow finally fell behind the mountain, leaving only a touch of sunset still hovering in the sky.
Mr. Qian Mian still hasn't seen a person.
"You can't do it yourself. No wonder I am." Chu Shaoyang lowered his way, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Let the master of Shaoge wait for a long time. Fortunately, the disciple has not dishonored his life, and has bought three main foods for Shaoge."
Suddenly, a voice came down from the tree above him.
It's the voice of Mr. Qian Mian.
When did he come back? Didn't you hear that?
Chu Shaoyang's pupils shrank and he suddenly raised his head.
He was standing on the branch with a food box in his hand. The branch was as thick as a finger and swayed by the wind, but he was very stable when he stood on it.
The disciples couldn't help calling out: "little Lord, you are back at last."
Everyone was beaming with joy.
Compared with Chu Shaoyang, of course, they are more intimate with Qianmian Gongzi.
Chu Shao Yang's face sank like water and said coldly, "the hour has passed, you go."
He looked up at the sky and said respectfully, "it's not dark yet. I haven't missed the hour."
On hearing this, they all looked up at the sky and found that the sunset was still lingering in the sky, and it was not dark as expected.
Chu Shaoyang's face was so gloomy that he almost fell into the water and bit his teeth.
Damn, why don't you say it's before sunset!
"Now that you've got it, bring it up." Chu Shaoyang cold road, jump off the carriage.
A disciple has prepared the dining table and chair for a long time. Please take his seat.
When Qian Mian opened the food box, a smell of fragrance came out, which made the disciples of Zixiao Pavilion who didn't eat for a day immediately drooled.
How delicious!
Four crab meat lion heads, two big braised hooves, and a large plate of sesame oil fragrant chicken, still steaming hot.
All the disciples opened their eyes in surprise, and their faces were full of disbelief.
These three things are at least thousands of miles apart. How does the young master make it back and forth in one day?
It's impossible!
Chu Shaoyang sneered: "if you dare to fool this king, let me taste this lion head is not yuxiangfang, the consequences are at your own risk."
"I dare not."
Chu Shaoyang snorted and took a chopstick with crab meat. The lion's head was sent into the mouth. After chewing, his face changed.
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