Luo Ziheng walked to the door and greeted the blushing maid standing far away: "Today I plan to take my wife back to my house to pay homage to my deceased parents. My wife is very tired now, and I will go to say goodbye to my father-in-law alone.

Bar."

His demeanor and movements all concealed the intense exercise that had just taken place in the room. Coupled with the deliberately made noise, the little maid thought she understood what he meant. "Don't worry, uncle, Lu'er won't mess up."

Say, Lu'er understands."

Luo Ziheng followed Lu'er and went to explain his intention to Mr. Song. Mr. Song agreed, but said that he would give his daughter two girls. Luo Ziheng declined politely, saying that this was just a temporary farewell and that he would be back in ten and a half months.

The master had no choice but to stop forcing it.

Luo Ziheng took Song Shuirong out of Songjiazhuang in a swaggering way. After leaving Luocheng, he immediately threw the two people to Zhao Zhong and the others in disgust, and he and Ouyang Chen hurried southward.

From the news in Jianghu, he heard that they were indeed heading south. At this moment, he was still thinking in his heart: "Yan'er, please listen to my explanation, please don't accept Murong An too quickly, don't be so

Quick insurance falls into his gentle trap."

Luo Ziheng and Ouyang Chen traveled almost day and night, non-stop, and exhausted several horses. Ouyang Chen always took advantage of the break between the two of them to quietly ask passers-by about the whereabouts of Murong An and his party. The appearance of the group of people was outstanding.

Fight all the way

It is easy to remember those who hold grievances, but their whereabouts are a bit uncertain. Often when they receive news and rush to the local area, they find out that they have gone elsewhere. If Ouyang Chen were not there, they would not know how far they would go.

road!

Luo Ziheng looked at it with blank eyes and ate without any distractions. In fact, Ouyang Chen's conversation with the stranger flew into his ears word for word. It was just the information that was said by those who didn't care, which always left him speechless.

He clenched his fists, feeling increasingly worried and scared.

They rescued several children who were sold by human traffickers, they punished a bully in a fish and meat village, they eliminated a group of bandits who specialized in robbery, and they sent a notorious flower picker to a prison cell...

Almost everywhere they walked, they left behind a story. The person telling the story would occasionally say: "What a talented and beautiful couple with a chivalrous heart!"

Luo Ziheng began to wish he could get up and beat the man to the ground. After Ouyang Chen stopped him time and time again, when he heard this, he became a little numb and just glared at the man fiercely.

He was searching for more than half way, but he couldn't even see her shadow. "Yan'er, it seems that you are doing well. So many people are telling stories about you and him, but the hero of the story is actually

It's me! I'm the one who accompanies you everywhere. Will you love him? Will you? When I find you again, will you go with me?"

Luo Ziheng looked at the stretching mountains in the distance, feeling more helpless than ever before.

Ouyang Chen drank the tea in front of him silently and asked softly: "Ziheng, are we going to look for them in the mountains? You know the possibility of meeting them in there is very slim."

"But I don't know what to do? What should I do next? What should I do if she falls in love with Murong An?" Thinking of this possibility, his heart hurt like being scratched by a razor blade. If he never got her, maybe
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