"Jia Zi, you and I are not enemies, but I must take Ai Yu away today, so I'll cut off one of your arms." Jian Kaiheng hooked his finger and picked up his clothes. "If you insist on stopping us, I don't mind chopping off your head."

After saying that, Jian Kaiheng held Ai Yu's hand and said, "Let's go."

Jiazi supported himself on the ground with one arm, his face pale, staring at the two departing figures until he lost consciousness.

Back on the ground, Jian Kaiheng felt a little uncomfortable with the warm sunlight. He raised his hand to shield his eyes, squinted at the sun, and said with a smile, "Ai Yu, do you want some ice cream?"

Ai Yu tilted her head and looked at Jian Kaiheng, smiling slightly: "Okay."

Jian Kaiheng raised his chin and gestured, "Let's go. It's my treat."

The two found a place to sit down and eat ice cream together. Jian Kaiheng put his arm on the bench and sighed. Ai Yu tilted his head: "Tired?"

"A little bit, I guess." Jian Kaiheng took out his phone and checked the time. "The most important task this time is completed. As for the other tasks, do you have any interest? If not, I can do them alone. You've taken three days off, so take a good rest."

Ai Yu was slightly startled, then looked away and licked the ice cream obediently: "Let's do it together. I'm not tired."

Jian Kaiheng was somewhat helpless: "You must take care of your body, otherwise, your sister will be heartbroken." He stood up, patted Ai Yu on the head, and left.

Ai Yu took a big bite of the ice cream and stared blankly at the hustle and bustle of the street.

Tired? She didn't seem tired.

But now that he had some free time, what should he do? Ai Yu spent half a minute thinking and finally decided to exercise himself.

When being controlled by Jian Kaiheng, the body functions like that were so wonderful and magical. Although physical training could not reach that level, it aroused Ai Yu's strong interest in body training and he wanted to experience it more when he had the chance.

His Sariel is very weak, which is probably the biggest lie Ai Yu has ever heard.

The power of that knife is probably enough to compete with a special-grade star beast for a moment.

Someone who had just finished eating ice cream sneezed. He wiped his nose with his index finger and frowned slightly: "Strange."

If Jian Kaiheng knew that Ai Yu wanted to be his puppet more often, he would probably think that this girl was crazy.

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"Your Majesty, look, among the remaining five countries on Blue Star, except Huai and Xia, the other three countries are no longer of great significance. Should we proceed to the next plan?" Goat shook his sleeves, holding up the world map of Blue Star, and spoke firmly.

Lanling sat high on the throne, crossed his legs, propped up his face, and lazily raised his eyelids, took a look, and then returned to his lazy look: "Then I will do as you say."

The goat hesitated for a moment and stroked his beard: "What if I kill those people on your list..."

The entire palace was shaken. The goat quickly supported himself, knelt on one knee, and said in panic, "Your Majesty, please calm down!"

Lan Ling tapped the armrest twice with his index finger. "The people on the list, especially Li Yuzhen and Ai Yu from Xia State, and Mars Petrovich Kuznetsov from Huai State, cannot die."

Shanyang raised his eyes slightly and asked carefully, "Your Majesty, some in the army suspect that you are showing too much favoritism towards Ai Yu, and have developed unnecessary feelings for her?"

Lan Ling raised his eyebrows slightly. "What unnecessary feelings? Who has so much free time? Tell him to kill more ordinary people." He yawned boredly. "Your size reminds me that I haven't visited them in ages."

"Sir..." The goat looked at the empty throne speechlessly. He sighed, stood up and walked out of the hall.

What's the point of having such a lord? It's just bad luck!

The night scene in the city is like the singing of an old man in Peking Opera, which rises and falls with the sounds of gongs, drums and trumpets, flickering and colorful.

As soon as Ai Yu came out of the gym, he met Lan Ling in a white suit.

Lan Ling held a bouquet of freshly blossomed white magnolias he'd picked from somewhere and raised an eyebrow at Ai Yu. "It's been a while, hasn't it? I just happened to see you enter this gym, so I went to the flower shop and bought you this bouquet." He waved, motioning Ai Yu over. "This is for you."

Ai Yu mercilessly exposed Lan Ling: "Flower shops don't sell magnolias. You picked them secretly."

Lan Ling didn't mind: "He didn't chase me anyway, so what's there to be afraid of?"

Ai Yu chuckled and took the Magnolia: "What do you want from me? Have a drink?"

Lan Ling put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head slightly, looked at Ai Yu, and raised his eyebrows: "Let's go?"

"Walk."

They chose a nearby tavern and sat down, ordering two glasses of the most expensive wine. Under the dim light, his face was like a nobleman in a medieval oil painting, dignified and elegant.

Ai Yu propped his hands on the high stool, tilted his neck back, and looked at the ceiling. "Lan Ling, who are you?"

Before their drinks were served, Lan Ling lowered his index finger slightly on the bar and glanced at Ai Yu. "Ai Yu, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Their eyes met for a moment, and Ai Yu looked away: "Nothing, I just thought you were too idle."

Lan Ling showed an aggrieved expression: "It's unfair, Ai Yu, I'm not as idle as you say." He shrugged and continued, "Why do you feel that way?"

Ai Yu sighed, looking at the bouquet of magnolias, and changed the subject: "The flower language of magnolia is true friendship, which lasts forever. You..." She recalled her past and smiled faintly, "You are my first friend, and I hope you will always be my first friend."

"Of course." Lan Ling pushed Ai Yu's glass of wine in front of her and raised his glass to her. "Cheers to our friendship."

After three or four glasses of wine, Lan Ling propped his head on the bar, already tipsy: "Ai Yu, have you been feeling unwell lately?"

Ai Yu thought about it carefully and said, "No."

"Really? I see you've grown quite fast. It's been a while since we last met, and you've grown so much taller." Lan Ling reached out and lifted a strand of Ai Yu's hair. "Your hair seems to have grown a bit longer, too. Ai Yu, why don't you get a haircut?"

"I don't want to cut it." There was no weird reason, she just thought long hair was nice.

"Is that so?" Lan Ling reached out and pulled out a hairpin from somewhere. At the end of the hairpin was a magnolia bud that had not yet opened. The tip of the hairpin was very sharp. "Here."

Ai Yu hesitated for a moment: "I don't need a hairpin."

"This is not an ordinary hairpin." Lanling grabbed Ai Yu's hand, bent her four fingers, and held the hairpin tightly.

"Oh? Is there any difference? Can it kill people?"

Lan Ling laughed: "No, this is a hairpin I gave you. You promised me to keep it well."

Ai Yu pursed her lips, frowned, and returned the hairpin: "I don't need it."

"Just accept it, don't worry about the reason."

Ai Yu: ...

"Okay."