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Chapter 1256

It's cold in the north, so when Yan Zheng took Feng Xian Zheng Ling to drink, Zhan Hanjue didn't stop him. He just reminded Zheng Ling warmly: "Drink less. Don't get drunk."

"Yeah." Zheng Ling nodded.

"Aren't you going to drink?" Yan Zheng asked Zhan Hanjue in confusion.

Zhan Hanjue also wanted to drink with Zheng Ling, but he was allergic to alcohol.

Moreover, this flower belongs to the territory of the apocalypse, so he must keep a clear mind at all times to protect the people in this room.

So while Yan Zheng and the others were drinking, Zhan Hanjue stayed aside, taking care of Zheng Ling's luggage, and thoughtfully made Zheng Ling a cup of rice cereal made with whole grains.

Fengxian acted coquettishly, "Brother, I want it too."

Zhan Hanjue refused with a cold face, "Let your man do it."

Yan Zheng complained: "I added water and it was clear, and I added noodles and it was dry. Is this what happened in the end?"

Zhan Hanjue looked at the bag of grain rice noodles, which was already empty. The heart, liver and lungs of the most powerful man in the imperial capital were clenching in pain at this moment, "I brought so much nutritious rice noodles out, and you squandered them all on me like this?"

Yan Zheng was like a child who did something wrong, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Yan Zheng stood up and said, "Just do it."

When Yan Zheng's rice cereal was brought out, Fengxian glanced at the basin-sized bowl and was dumbfounded.

"Are you raising me like a pig?"

"Come on, come on, keep drinking."

This peach blossom wine is not as good as those famous wines in the Imperial City. The peach blossom wine has high purity and has a reputation of being poured in one glass.

These people didn't know the power of peach blossom wine, so they just poured it into their stomachs.

Fengxian was reluctant to give up Yan Zheng's training and made a bold statement, "I can finish it."

Lord Zhan Han turned and left.

A person like Yan Zheng can change his mood faster than Yun in the imperial capital. As soon as Zhan Hanjue left, he immediately returned to his wild and unruly character.

He dismantled the covers one by one, and found nine thin and light wooden boards, all of which were engraved with mysterious maps. When the nine maps were put together, they represented a mysterious area that Lord Zhan Han had never heard of before.

Lord Zhan Han pieced the map together, remembered it in his mind, restored it, and wrapped the edges.

At this time, I heard the drunken frolic of three drunkards.

When the wine enters the spleen and stomach, a feeling of warmth immediately hits.

Zhan Hanjue sat on the bed, took out the box his mother left for him and studied it carefully several times.

This box is very magical, and he can discover new secrets every time. This time, he found that the cover on the top of the box was surprisingly thick. Out of curiosity, he rubbed off a little of the edge, and found that there were nine pieces of paper sandwiched inside the cover.

A thin layer of board.

Yan Zheng was so frightened by Zhan Hanjue's crumbling momentum that he trembled with desire to survive: "Brother... I mean, I, Yan Zheng, will fight to the death to protect your two most beloved ones.

woman."

Fengxian patted Yan Zheng's face and said, "You are just a coward. Let me tell you, don't look at my brother being aggressive with this and that all day long. If you lend him ten courages, will he dare to attack Sister Zhengling? Don't even lend him ten.

He is so courageous, even if he borrows ten bear gall bladders, he will still be a little bitch in front of Sister Zheng Ling..."

Yan Zheng chuckled, "You're absolutely right. He is just a coward. He is afraid that his wife will become like that, a coward."

"You two are my, Yan Zheng's, most beloved women. I tell you, I will not allow anyone to bully you in this life, not even the Crown Prince of the Imperial Capital."

Zhan Hanjue looked at Yan Zheng with a dark face.

"What did you say?" he yelled angrily.

Zhan Hanjue walked over quietly, and Yan Zheng and Fengxian hurriedly moved towards Zheng Ling. "Sister Zheng Ling, help me."
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