Others in the Hengshan Sect unanimously believed that Pan Yulong was to blame himself, and only Ling'er, who was secretly laughing at the side, knew what was going on.

Meng Danjing stood up slowly with Pan Yulong's support, and raised her head to look at Pan Yulong affectionately.

Although Pan Yulong's appearance is not as handsome and captivating as Qi Yang's, he is still quite outstanding compared with the rough guys from Longshan Village around Meng Danjing. Compared with Qi Yang, who has a frosty face and is indifferent to others,

Instead, Meng Danjing felt that the enthusiastic knight in front of her who had saved her was more suitable for her.

Pan Yulong met the eyes of Meng Danjing with a thought. Meng Danjing was quite pretty, but he, Pan Yulong, didn't like such a weak woman very much. But everyone has vanity, and there was a woman who liked him, no matter what

It's watching others

However, in his own heart, it was such a wonderful thing! So Pan Yulong did not explain the insignificant "favor", nor did he reject other people's affection, but the "special treatment" for himself

Very useful.

Seeing Pan Yulong's embarrassing situation being forcefully entangled by the woman in front of him, it suddenly turned into a magical painting style of "the man is affectionate and the concubine is interested". Liu Kun was as surprised as the other brothers. But he quickly guessed Pan Yulong's thoughts.

, did not pursue the matter, but went straight to the point and asked what he had been curious about for a long time: "This Miss Meng, I wonder how you could go out alone in this snowy day, and then be exhausted and fainted on the roadside?"

Perhaps thinking of the sad things in her family again, Meng Danjing cried bitterly again.

Pan Yulong felt a little distressed when he saw it, and quickly whispered a few words of comfort in Meng Danjing's ear, and Meng Danjing gradually held back her tears.

Ling'er couldn't help but sigh when she saw it. Look at that pair of pear blossoms with rain. I felt pity for him. Senior Brother Pan's hundred years of steel-making finally turned into tenderness. It seems that she is the only one who "doesn't understand the style".

Brother Yang.

"Miss Meng, don't be sad! If you have any difficulties, just say it! We will never sit idly by and ignore injustice!" Liu Kun spoke again.

Meng Danjing nodded and told her story with tears in her eyes: "My family lives in Longshan Village at the foot of Fenglong Mountain. One day, an outsider suddenly came to the village. He claimed to be a priest and won the trust of several wealthy families in the village.

Then he took advantage of the ignorance of the people and made clever excuses from time to time to steal our money and food. After a few times, most of us were completely destitute and too poor to open the pot."

"In the name of sacrifice again!" Liu Kun said angrily. He often encountered such injustices when he went down the mountain to do business. Naturally, he knew the dire straits those people who had their money taken away from them were in!

"Dan Jing, don't worry! We will definitely find a way to eradicate this kind of scum for you!" Pan Yulong said indignantly.

"Really? Please do this! In order to prepare for today's sacrifice, many families in the village were forced to sell their sons and daughters!" I thought that some of my best friends might not be able to escape this time and be sold to wealthy families.

Meng Danjing was devastated by the misfortune of being a slave or a maid, or even being sold to a brothel and turned into a prostitute.

Qi Yang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Today's sacrifice? Isn't it the wax festival?"

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Chapter completed!