Morning in Demacia.
When the sun emits a peaceful warm light through the clouds, a new day begins. Many diligent people also get up early to exercise. Everything seems to be very beautiful and harmonious.
Now it has been half a month since the German war with Noxus. Within this half month, the prince and Noxus have also signed an agreement on peaceful development. The two sides will not infringe upon each other's territorial integrity, and at the same time It also opened up the border trade channels. In this case, within a year or two, the German border will once again resume its original prosperity.
As for the heroes of Noxus, many have left Noxus. They have the same reason. Since they are no longer fighting, it is useless to ask them. It is better to walk around. However, most of the heroes have moved to Demacia, saying that they want to experience the difference between life in Germany and Noxus.
Raven was carrying her giant sword and left happily. She said that she would go out to explore.
Days return to peace again. When things are too good, people will forget the grievances they have suffered. Everyone is like this.
"Huh-huh-" At eight or nine in the morning, An Yang was still sleeping with her sister.
Wait a minute! There seems to be something wrong.
That's right, An Yang was sleeping with a girl in her arms. The girl flushed and stretched out her hand as if she wanted to push An Yang away, but he was hugged too tightly.
These days, An Yang has been living in Guanghui's home. Susu moved directly to Guanghui's house from his small residence because of his dissatisfaction, and fought with Guanghui all day long. As for the goal, An Yang, who was all relaxed and relaxed, had nothing to do.
Today, Guanghui quickly got up and made a breakfast before Su Su got up. He wanted to call An Yang to get up and eat, but he hugged him as soon as he got to the side of his bed and threw himself on the bed.
Guanghui struggled a few times and then looked again, it turns out that Ya hasn't woken up yet—
"Wow, big white steamed buns." An Yang was immersed in his dream. In his dream, he hadn't eaten for a long time, and suddenly two white and tender steamed buns fell from the sky. An Yang grabbed one with each hand and squeezed it gently.
"It's so soft."
Smell again.
"Why there is still a smell of milk."
Then he took a bite.
"Ah!!!" Guanghui couldn't stand it anymore, slapped An Yang's face with a slap, and slapped An Yang awake.
"What's wrong, is there an enemy attack?" An Yang jumped up from the bed and looked around, covering his face.
"No, everything is normal." Timo said vaguely, sitting on An Yang's bedside table, gnawing on a carrot.
"You, you! Why are you here?" Guanghui saw Timo suddenly appeared, and his mouth almost fell to the ground.
"Oh, people have been standing here as an alarm clock for a long time, you can't see it yourself." Timo was helpless.
"Is there an alarm clock as big as yours—" Guanghui twitched the corner of his mouth.
Timo flicked the radish head out of the window, calmly patted the hand and said, "Don't you think you should wait for Boss Timo to put on your clothes before you come in."
When Guanghui followed Timo's gaze to An Yang, his face blushed, and he hurried out of An Yang's room.
If you don't go out, Xiao Anyang will launch.
Sticking to An Yang's door, Guanghui suddenly reacted after taking a breath.
"Why! After eating my tofu, why shy of running away is me!"
"What's wrong with her?" An Yang asked Timo inexplicably, looking at the brilliance who ran out shyly.
Timo stood on the bedside table with his hands on his hips, twisting his waist three times to the left and three to the right, "You almost ate it as a bun."
—
After eating breakfast, in accordance with custom, An Yang Su Su Guanghui and a group of people would happily paddle their fists to decide who would wait for the dishes to be washed.
"Timo will come out with scissors later, you all have to come out." Timo said with his little head up and blinking his eyes, pretending to be pitiful.
"Uncle Scissors, don't play such a high-end game with a handicapped party with only three fingers." An Yang casually threw Timo on the side of the sofa.
"You discriminate against people, Timo is so sorrowful, so sorrowful." Timo picked up the fruit on the coffee table and gnawed a few bites, shaking his furry ears, and said calmly.
"Did you see him sad?" An Yang twitched the corner of his mouth.
"No." The two women shook their heads together.
"Regardless of him, let's continue." An Yang received his hand behind him and yelled, "Rock, scissors—"
Ding dong.
The crisp doorbell rang.
"Timo." An Yang yelled, and Timo jumped from the sofa to the ground and ran to open the door.
The doorknob was a high challenge for Timo. He stood on tiptoe for a long time, and finally his whole body was hung on the doorknob.
"Oh, it's so hard for you to do something." An Yang reluctantly got up and lifted Timo from the door to the ground, and opened the door.
Master Yi leaned against the door with his sword in his arms, with a chic look.
"Well, the wall is quite gray—" An Yang reminded kindly.
"What!" Master Yi was shocked and turned his head to see that the entire shoulders against the wall were all in vain.
"Why do you remember coming over to play some time?" An Yang turned sideways and let Master Yi enter the room.
Master Yi waved his hand, "No, just tell you about resurrecting Galen."
"Oh?" An Yang turned his head and found that Guanghui ran over without knowing when, holding An Yang's arm with tension on his face.
She also knew something about her brother from An Yang. Although she heard that there was hope for Galen's resurrection, Guanghui had no bottom in her heart. If An Yang was not there, she really didn't know what to do.
Before she knew it, An Yang gave her great courage. It's like there is nothing that can't be done with Anyang.
"This should be related to the summoner. I am not very clear about the specific situation. I only heard from my master that some heroes died and came back to life. Now I think of it, the summoner can do it. These days I I have been investigating the source of the news, this news or Dr. Time should know." Master Yi said lightly.
"Old Man Time?" An Yang remembered that in order to consult the Valoran continent, he had attracted the old guy out and asked about it. At that time, he had to set up a stall at the door for a long time, but now with his ability, the prince sees you. He was very kind to him, so goodbye Old Man Time may not have to be so troublesome.
"That old guy has lived for a long time, and he must know a lot. After all, he also participated in the Summoner Battle 30 years ago." Master Yi said slowly.
"If this is the case, then go ask Old Man Time." An Yang groaned and raised his head. "By the way, I also ask the divine body summoner and the void thing that popped out of Duolan's three-piece suit. ."
An Yang came out of Guanghui’s house and went straight to Old Man Shi’s house. It’s just that it took a long time to get from Guanghui’s house to Old Man Shiguang. Timo stood on An Yang’s shoulder and jumped onto An Yang’s head with a pleasant expression. He lay on An Yang's head and muttered, "It's been a long time since I saw the cannon girl, and I don't know what she is doing now."
"I think about your gun girl all day long, and don't take the initiative to pick up girls. Are you still waiting for girls to pick you up?" An Yang curled his lips.
"But she's very busy, Timo can't find her." Timo shrugged his ears weakly.
"Wait, the boss will help you get the cannon out after finishing the immediate matter." An Yang smiled slightly.
"Really!" Timo suddenly came to his spirits.
"When did the boss lie to you?"
"Then pull the hook!"
"Slap your sister on the hook. You slap a handicapped party with only three fingers. It's not suitable for such a high-end agreement. Let's make a verbal agreement."
The old man's home is located outside the urban area of Debon, and there are usually few people. When An Yang and the others passed through a forest, a cold wind blew everyone into a tremor.
"Boss quickly tell a joke, it's too cold." Timo said, lying on An Yang's head.
"But don't tell cold jokes, otherwise it will be even colder." Su Su answered.
"What kind of joke is not cold?" An Yang asked back.
"It's not cold to make people laugh." Guanghui replied.
"But my jokes here are only yellow ones that make people laugh." After An Yang finished speaking, both girls blushed more or less.
"Yellow-yellow is fine, just don't be too yellow." Guanghui's eyes floated to other positions, seemingly casually said.
"Well, let's talk about it—" An Yang said with a loud voice in order to ease the atmosphere.
Master Yi also listened attentively.
"One day a female teacher was in class with classmates and pointed to ABCD on the blackboard. This is A and this is B. A classmate interrupted the female teacher and said, "I'm so wet. My mother said B was a curse. , Classmate, you got it wrong, your mother's B is different from the teacher's B."
At this point, while the eyes of the two girls were filled with anger, there was already a smile at the corners of their mouths.
An Yang continued with a sharp throat, "Teacher's B is for foreigners, and your mother's B is for our own use."
"Puff!" Master Yi bumped his head against the tree.
The two girls trembled with laughter, and Su Su laughed with tears and gave An Yang a soft punch, "You bad guy, how do you say such a vulgar joke."
"No matter how vulgar, don't you understand?" An Yang spread his hands, but was beaten and kicked by the two girls. Destroying the image of a girl is the rhythm of death.
"Is this joke funny?" Timo shrugged his ears disapprovingly. Obviously, he didn't realize the essence of the joke.
"I didn't make you laugh-well, the house of old man time is coming soon." While talking, An Yang and the others had already passed through the woods, and a path appeared in front of everyone. Once on this path, An Yang and the others came out to seduce the old man time. , And deliberately set up a stall to make magic.
But after experiencing these things, it was much easier to meet the old man again.
"Timo, go knock on the door." An Yang put Timo on the ground.