nbsp;………………
While Qing Haoran was explaining the general situation of Diyuanzhou and Juxi City to Xiao Yan, outside the hall, the red-haired old man was about to leave after delivering the map. Qing Muer, who was wearing a red outfit, jumped up and down. Ran in from the yard. <Binghuo#中文 www..com
Qing Mu'er just entered the courtyard and heard the faint voice of Qing Haoran talking to someone in the hall. She was about to go and see what was going on when she happened to catch a glimpse of the red-haired old man and said, "Ying Lao Ying Lao, wait a minute."
The red-haired old man who was called by Qing Mu'er stopped and turned around to see Qing Mu'er waving to him. With a hint of love in his eyes, he walked up slowly.
"Who is my brother talking to?" Qing Mu'er asked Ying Lao.
"Miss, the clan leader is talking to Xiao Yan." Mr. Ying replied respectfully.
"Xiao Yan? When did the little liar come? What is he here for?" Qing Yuyu raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and asked with a crackle.
"I just came here a while ago. I don't know why I came here. The clan leader just asked me to take the map of Zhang Di Yuanzhou and Juxi City and go in." Mr. Ying replied hurriedly.
"Juxicheng..." Qing Mu'er's watery eyes rolled, "Who did he come with?" She asked Ying Lao again.
"He came alone." Ying Lao replied.
"A person... Juxicheng..." Qing Muer rolled her eyes a few more times, tightened the corners of her mouth, put on a wicked smile, and said to herself: "I understand. ..." He immediately turned around and ran out of the yard.
The red-haired old man looked at Qing Mu'er who was trotting away, then looked back at the hall. A subtle expression appeared on his old face. He then smiled and shook his head, and walked towards the depths of the courtyard with his hands behind his hands.
.......．
In the hall, after Xiao Yan learned about the general situation of Diyuanzhou and Juxi City and the general distribution of forces, he chatted with Qing Haoran for a while. When he saw the sky, it was already late, so he stood up and said goodbye to Qing Haoran. : "Brother Qing, it's getting late, it's time for me to set off...";
