There is no feast in the world!

Even if Xia Weier hooked her fingers tightly, when the prompt sound urging boarding came from the radio, Tang Yi and Xia Weier had to separate.

"Tang Yi, you have to remember your words, we have pulled the hook and stamped it, and it is a puppy to deceive people!"

Xia Weier reminded reluctantly, for fear that Tang Yi would forget his promise.

"Also, remember when I went to the capital, I went to find my dad by the way, don't have Mo Qingxue, just throw me out of the clouds!"

"Don't worry!" Tang Yi smiled and waved his hand, blessing: "Have a good trip, after getting off the plane, remember to report my safety!"

"Hmm!"

Xia Wei'er felt that her eyes were a little wet, and hurriedly turned around while the tears had not fallen, she didn't want Tang Yi to see her tears, she only hoped that Tang Yi would always remember her most beautiful appearance.

"Miss me, just look at the ad I shot for you!" said Xia Weier's voice was a little choked.

Tang Yi didn't want to make the scene too sad, so he deliberately quipped: "You're not afraid that I will do something strange while watching!"

Xia Wei'er naturally understood the meaning of Tang Yi's words, and immediately burst into tears and laughed: "You dare!"

Before the words fell, Xia Weier resolutely walked into the boarding channel without looking back, she was afraid that if she dragged it any longer, she would change her mind, in that case, not only would she harm herself, but also affect Tang Yi.

Looking at the plane that Xia Weier was on, after taxiing on the runway for a while, it flew directly into the sky and flew towards distant Europe.

Tang Yi suddenly felt as if something was suddenly missing, and he felt a sense of loss.

At the same time, in the capital, thousands of miles away from Shanghai, in the airport, at the same time, a small private plane landed slowly.

This private jet is from the island country, the wings and tail of the plane are printed with a strange pattern, if there is a little devil from the island country, you will definitely recognize that this is the family crest of the famous martial arts family of the island country - the Miyamoto family, this private jet, only the eldest son and grandson of the Miyamoto family can use it.

After the plane was parked, as soon as the suspension ladder was lowered, a young samurai wearing a kimono walked down the plane quickly.

Not far from where the private jet stopped, an Audi car had already been parked, and when I saw the young samurai get off the plane, at the same time, two big men in black clothes and black pants also came down from the Audi car.

"Are you Taro Miyamoto from the island country?" The bald head of the two stopped the young samurai.

"Who are you?" the young samurai asked in a cold voice.

"We are the ones who came to pick you up on the orders of my young master!" said with a bald face, "Now it's your turn to answer my question!"

"I'm Miyamoto Taro!" The young samurai Miyamoto Taro, with a pair of fierce eyes, looked around, frowned, and said, "What about your young master? Could this be the hospitality of your Bai family and your branch!"

The bald head snorted coldly and said: "Hmph! A martial arts family in an island country, don't say it's you, even if the head of your family comes, you don't deserve to let my young master come to greet you personally!"

Being so despised, Miyamoto Taro was immediately displeased, and sneered: "You are still known as a 5,000-year-old country, and you don't know how to treat hospitality so much, it is really a ...... of China."

"Shut up! If you dare to spit these two words out of your mouth again, you won't have to go to see my young master, let alone go back to the island country!" The bald head warned in a cold voice: "Remember, this is Huaxia, not your big island country, and you can't be presumptuous!"

"As for hospitality, it's for entertaining guests and friends, not for treating you little devils!"

When Miyamoto Taro heard this, he was immediately angry, but he knew how to judge the situation when he arrived, and knew that what this bald head said was right, the place under his feet, but the capital of China, he was a little devil, if he dared to be presumptuous here, no matter how good his kung fu was, I am afraid that he would not be able to defeat the excited Chinese people, let alone return to the island country.

Miyamoto Taro had to forcibly suppress the anger in his heart, and followed the bald two people into the Audi car next to him.

The Audi started up, slowly drove away from the airport, and then accelerated into the suburbs.

After getting out of the car, Miyamoto Taro suddenly looked surprised, only to see that in front of him was actually a magnificent royal garden, which was even more majestic than the imperial palace of the emperor of their island country.

Since the island country uses Chinese characters, Miyamoto Taro recognizes that on the gatehouse that is several feet high, there are four big characters engraved on the large plaque - Shangqing Palace.

After walking in, Miyamoto Taro was also extremely shocked, the layout of the buildings in the palace made him breathtaking, especially in the center, there is actually a huge artificial lake, there is a small island in the center of Hubo, the island is a small building, there seems to be a girl in white in the building, if the shadow appears, it is really picturesque.

Miyamoto Taro was immediately attracted to him, but before he could get close to the lake, a few people came out of nowhere and directly blocked him.

"Who? No one is allowed here!"

The bald head who brought Taro Miyamoto in hurriedly stepped forward and explained, "This is a guest invited by the young master of my family!"

"My young lady has ordered, no one is allowed to approach, not even your young master, not to mention that he is only his guest!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The bald head who originally had a tough attitude was extremely humble at the moment, and said apologetically: "This is a little devil from an island country, who doesn't understand the rules, don't worry too much!"

"Hmph! It turned out to be a little devil, hurry up and get him out!"

"Good, good, good!" the bald head quickly pulled Miyamoto Taro away, and walked into a palace built by the lake not far away.

"Young Master, someone brought it!"

Standing outside the door, the bald head respectfully reported inside.

"Let him in!"

The bald head allowed Miyamoto Taro to enter the palace, but he and the other person stood outside the door respectfully.

Miyamoto Taro originally heard that China prides itself on being a 5,000-year-old country, with a long history and a deep heritage, but what he sees and hears today makes him have to believe it.

The room he was in now, and the level of luxury it was, amazed Taro Miyamoto.

The room is very large and the decoration is extremely luxurious, but in such a large room, there is only one person, just looking at the clothes, this person has an extraordinary bearing and an extraordinary identity.

At this moment, he was standing by the window, with his back to Taro Miyamoto, and from Taro Miyamoto's angle, he could just see that the window was facing the island in the middle of the hoo.

This person should be as attracted by this picturesque scenery as he was before, or to put it bluntly, by the white-clothed girl who looms in the small building, like a fairy.