Fang Zilan hooked her fingers, Lin Jian swallowed, slowly put his ear to her, and listened to her meaningful words: "What the escort should do, you do."
"What do you mean?" Lin Jian was stunned, and Fang Zilan whispered in his ear. Before he finished speaking, his expression changed, "Is this... feasible?"
Fang Zilan sat up straight and distanced herself from Lin Jian, "Before General Zhou appeared, I wasn't sure. But now that General Zhou is here, what are you afraid of?"
Although Zhou Lang didn't know what Fang Zilan and Lin Jian said, but out of trust in her, he nodded directly and said: "Yes, I will do my best to do whatever Master Fang orders."
Fang Zilan pressed her lips with her index finger, shook her head and said, "General Zhou, the person in front of you now is the Zhen family of Qianjinfang. General, please don't call her by the wrong name again."
"Okay, Miss Zhen." Zhou Lang changed his title, and Fang Zilan smiled and said, "It's enough for Yu Yuan to see General Zhou again today. From now on, no matter what happens, General Wan Wang will put himself first."
"Thank you, Miss Zhen." Zhou Lang solemnly clasped his fists and saluted, "This is what I want to say to the girl. The road ahead is difficult and dangerous, and the girl must protect herself."
"General Zhou, I can't bear this." Fang Zilan held Zhou Lang's arm, "You are the pillar of the country, how can you say thank you to me so easily? It really breaks my heart."
"Miss Zhen, you can bear it." Zhou Lang remained motionless in the saluting posture, like a stone statue, and said solemnly: "This trip is not easy for you, but you still don't forget your family, country, and world. Just this heart, That’s enough to be admired, not to mention the fact that you practiced hard and never slacked off.”
When Lin Jian heard his words, he felt as if a blazing fire was burning in his chest, and his heart was extremely hot inside. It was as if the fire in Linjia Village had started again that year, but it was getting stronger.
Even though he was unwilling to do so at that time, he also knew that not everyone could be a hero, at least he didn't have the ability to do it.
However, at this moment, he looked powerless. Fang Zilan, who had obtained the name Qianjinfang Zhen from nowhere and was mediating between bandits and dignitaries, suddenly understood - the so-called hero does not have to be a hero. It takes a certain skill to do it.
But when most people chose to live alone, a very small number of people chose to stand up, and they became heroes.
Maybe they will lose everything, and in the end only a name on the page will be left, and even the name may not be left, but they still rush forward without regrets or complaints.
This time, he, Lin Jian, can be such a person. How lucky? Even once in a lifetime is enough.
"Since you two know my heart, I'll leave it to you." Fang Zilan poured three cups of tea and lined them up on the table. Then she picked up her own tea cup with both hands, "I'll replace the wine with tea. Respect you two. May your family, country, and world be at peace in the future."
Zhou Lang and Lin Jian also picked up the teacups on the table and shook the teacups with Fang Zilan in respect, "May our family, country and world be peaceful in the future."
Li Shengxuan, who had never gone far outside the door, couldn't help but feel sore eyes when he saw this scene.
It turns out that he is not really alone.
He is not the only one in the world who is willing to fight for peace in the prosperous age.
I am not alone in my ways - these four words suddenly appeared in Li Shengxuan's mind, and he felt an unprecedented feeling in his heart, as if all the bitterness and pain before had disappeared with these words.
"Sir?" Awan came to Li Shengxuan's side, but his eyes were aimed at the room, "What are you looking at?"
"It's nothing." Li Shengxuan calmed down and left quickly as if running away.
Awan had never seen Li Shengxuan like this before. Out of curiosity, she couldn't help but peek outside the room. However, when she saw Zhou Lang and Lin Jian, her hands shook in shock and she almost dropped the medicine bowl she was holding. It fell.
One hand grasped Awan's wrist in time to prevent her from making any noise. She looked over and said in surprise: "Mingxiang..."
"Shh." Mingxiang took the medicine bowl in Awan's hand with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, signaling her to be silent.
After making sure that no one in the room was paying attention, Mingxiang took Awan and left quietly. When no one was around, she said: "The master never likes people to listen to the corner. If Miss Awan wants to know, you might as well ask her directly. "
"I'm not the one listening in the corner." Awan curled his lips, "However, I see that the people in the room are General Zhou Lang from the Southeast Camp, and the little bodyguard Lin Jian. Why are they here?"
"Miss Awan, be careful." Mingxiang's expression was a bit colder, and Awan pursed her lips, "There is no one else around now, Miss Mingxiang, you..."
She suddenly stopped mid-sentence, and then suddenly realized: "It's you..."
"It's me." Ming Xiang nodded slightly, "The master said that this time is tight, and it is difficult for her to complete it by herself. Therefore, I was not idle when you went up the mountain."
A Wanruo said thoughtfully: "Then..."
"Miss Awan." Mingxiang stopped Awan's words and said bluntly: "I'm telling you this not to clear up your confusion, but to let you know that the master can't afford to delay."
She spoke in a slightly lower voice, "Master is not in good health, and now he has a leg injury..."
"How do you know..." Awan couldn't help interrupting Mingxiang's words, and listened to her sigh softly. After a while, she said: "Although the master hides it very well, I am a medical student, and I am not the first You can tell that the sky is following her. Is her leg seriously injured?"
"The injury is not serious." Awan thought for a while, and finally did not tell Mingxiang about Fang Zilan jumping off the city wall, so as not to make her worry more. "But as long as I am here, Miss Mingxiang can rest assured."
"That's it, Miss Awan is here for you." Ming Xiang bowed, then turned and left.
Before Awan could say anything, she heard a muffled sound coming from behind her. She turned around and saw a man falling straight from the wall, seemingly seriously injured.
She mustered up the courage and walked over cautiously, but when she saw the man's face clearly, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Xia..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, a black shadow strangled her neck from behind, and she could no longer make a sound.
"Hey, this little lady looks very familiar. Could it be Miss Awan from the Ghost Sect?" The person behind her said with a frivolous smile: "Unexpectedly, we are quite destined."
Awan's face turned pale when she heard this. She was so familiar with this voice that she could recognize it even if the speaker turned into ashes.
"Let her go..." Xia Houzhang, who was lying on the ground, was dying, but still clenched his teeth and tried to rescue A Wan from the stranger. "If anything happens, come to me..."
The person behind Awan suddenly tightened his grip and sneered: "Little lady, how come I don't know when you hooked up with another man?"
