Chapter 1067 (1/2)

Into the yard, Han 3000 saw Huang Xiaoyong and Zhan Tai Liuyue sitting under the pavilion.

When Huang Xiaoyong saw Han 3000, he was obviously stunned for a while, and then he ran to Han 3000 excitedly.

”Master, you are here at last. I thought I could never leave here. Master, I miss you so much.” Huang Xiaoyong is in a state of running nose and tears.

Han 3000 light said: ”the strength is not so good, acting is soaring, I see you here, it is very happy ah, every day there is a beauty.”

Chatting with Zhan Tai Liuyue every day is really what Huang Xiaoyong is looking forward to. However, compared with leaving here, Huang Xiaoyong is still more willing to leave. After all, Zhan Tai Liuyue can only be seen from afar, and Huang Xiaoyong has no courage to imagine what can happen between himself and her.

”Master Han, how is your sister?” Zhan Tai Liuyue walks up to Han 3000, and her ears are slightly red. This is probably the state of meeting her sweetheart.

When Huang Xiaoyong heard Zhan Tai Liuyue's words, he reacted and quickly asked, ”master, where's the elder martial sister? Why didn't she come with you? There's nothing wrong with her.”

Huang Xiaoyong's crow mouth seemed to have nothing to say. Han 3000 couldn't help kicking it. Then he said, ”don't worry. If you die, your martial aunt won't die.”

Huang Xiaoyong said with a smile, ”that's good. That's good. I haven't expressed my true feelings to my aunt yet. She can't be surprised.”

Han 3000 sighs. Although he once thought of matching Huang Xiaoyong and Jiang Yingying, Huang Xiaoyong's performance is really unsatisfactory. Just like this, how can Jiang Yingying like him.

”What kind of toad are you?” Han 3000 asked.

”Breed, Toad? Master, what do you mean Huang Xiaoyong puzzled looking at Han 3000, completely did not understand what this sentence means.

”Why do you think you deserve my sister?” Han 3000 said disdainfully.

Huang Xiaoyong made a profit. What he was most proud of before was the identity of the son of the city Lord. But this identity was obviously a joke in front of Jiang Yingying. Moreover, in terms of strength, he was not Jiang Yingying's opponent.

What's worthy of it?

Huang Xiaoyong racked his brains to think of it.

”Master, do you mean I'm going to give up?” Huang Xiaoyong drooped his head and said weakly.