Ignoring those looks, Yin Luzhu curled his lips and chuckled.
"Cong Tong, let me ask again, are you willing to follow me?"
Cong Tong looked at Yin Luzhu. He seemed to be making up his mind, and his tense body suddenly relaxed, "I'm just a scholar. I can't carry a big sword. How can I follow you?"
"The pen of poetry is the spirit of the sword, and the heaven and earth can move horizontally and vertically." Yin Luzhu sat there and spoke concisely and concisely.
Her words made Cong Tong stunned.
Is this really what a dude can say?
Just when Cong Tong was stunned, Yin Luzhu had already stood up. She looked sideways at Cong Tong, "What happened to the woman? The sister who raised you and helped you realize your dream is also a woman."
Congtong's pupils shrank suddenly.
In an instant, huge shame swept over him, leaving him unable to escape.
His face turned red and he murmured in a low voice: "My sister is the best woman in the world."
Yin Luzhu didn't seem to hear, and strode forward, leaving only one sentence, "If you figure it out, come to Daliang King City to find me."
Cong Tong said nothing, just stared blankly at her leaving figure.
At this moment, Gu Tingfang, wearing a bamboo hat, walked past Tong.
The moment they passed each other, he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Yin Luzhu is the best woman in the world."
From Tong Wei Leng.
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Ji Yanchen was always in the corner, his gaze always falling on Yin Luzhu, never distracted at all.
He never came back to his senses until her figure completely disappeared from his eyes.
Ye Feng looked at his appearance at this moment and sighed silently.
He actually knew that in these days, the young master had never forgotten Yin Luzhu. Their acquaintance was a conspiracy that used love as a chess piece.
But in a conspiracy, the young master seemed to win, but he lost completely.
During these days in the barbarian tribe, he had never been happy once, and he often looked in the direction of Da Yin alone.
But the young master also knew that he and Yin Luzhu would never go back to the past. They were actually the same people.
His love is shallow, he is full of ambition, and he wants the world.
Ye Feng coughed lightly and pulled Ji Yanchen back from his thoughts. He said: "Sir, let's go back to the barbarians. Now that our identity has been exposed, we may be in danger."
Ji Yanchen seemed not to have heard Ye Feng's words and still looked in the direction where Yin Luzhu left, "Ye Feng, tell me, did she not see me?"
Ye Feng pursed his lips.
How could you not see it?
He clearly saw that she had appeared when the young master was killing people for Yin Luzhu, and she had been watching there for a long time.
She clearly didn't want to be involved with the young master anymore.
"Sir, there is another man around Yin Luzhu." After careful consideration, Ye Feng finally said what he noticed.
Sure enough, Ji Yanchen frowned subconsciously, "What did you say? Why didn't I see it?"
Ye Feng choked.
Ever since Yin Luzhu appeared, the young master had no one in his eyes except her, so how could he see it?
He sighed.
"I wonder if Young Master has ever noticed the man wearing a curtain next to her."
"The guards around her!" Ji Yanchen's tone was a little eager, as if he was desperately trying to prove something.
Ye Feng shook his head.
"She brought many guards with her on this trip, but when she came in, they all stood behind her politely. Only the man sat next to her, which means that he was not a guard, but someone close to her. people."
(End of chapter)
