"grown ups."

Shi Yong's throat was slightly astringent and his voice was hoarse.

The embroidered sword flashed past her. She thought Zhao Yin was going to cut off the red silk that bound her hands and feet, so she quickly narrowed her eyes. Unexpectedly, he just put it on one side, walked around her with his hands and reached behind her back, lowered his head, and pulled the knot of the red silk.

As soon as he loosened his hands, the tense force was relieved. Shi Yong realized that his spine had been wet and his whole body was almost exhausted.

She fell forward and rushed directly to Zhao Yin.

A dog's head suddenly came up, put it on her knees, looked at her with her tongue, and let out a joyful sound from her mouth. This dog was accidentally separated from her and Zhao Yin, and took on the strength Shi Yong wanted to rely on Zhao Yin.

"You are here too."

Shi Yong relaxed and hugged Dahei's neck tightly.

"I knew you could find Moma."

Dahei arched her desperately, wishing to throw her onto the bed. Zhao Yin glanced at him, frowned and picked up the dog.

"Let's talk about it when you go out!"

Shi Yong then came to his senses from his joy, held his expression and stood up, shook his arm, "Sir, have you met the Evil Lord?"

Zhao Yin shrugged his eyebrows, "Never."

Seeing his indifferent expression, Shi Yong suddenly felt a little complicated.

She simply told Zhao Yin what had happened before and whispered: "It was a very unexpected that the man was actually a white horse supporting the boat."

"Is it him?" As soon as Zhao Yin finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Shi Yong's wrist, flashed into the back of the wedding room door, and gave her a look of silence.

Shi Yong leaned against him and kept moving.

Zhao Yin lowered his head, walked around his arms, and hugged her into his arms.

The two stood silently, and soon, a group of people walked in with heavy steps. Seeing the two maids falling on the ground, the leader exclaimed and roared.

"Not good. Report to the Lord, the lady ran away."

Hearing the title of wife, Shi Yongfei looked at Zhao Yin with a brow. He also bowed his head, his eyes were deep and unpredictable, and he had no expression and no idea what to think.

Shi Yong hummed in his heart.

After a moment, the footsteps passed.

Shi Yong said: "Why should we avoid them?"

Zhao Yin walked out from behind the door, the Xiuchun Knife slightly rotated and put it in behind him, dragging Shi Yong with one hand, and walked out along the wall.

"There are strange things here, and there are a lot of poisons. Go out and meet with Xie Fang and the others, and then make a decision."

In other words, you must not be rampant on other people's territory. Although there are many people in the Jinyiwei, now you are only fighting with the Xiejun tribe on the periphery. Zhao Yin sneaked in with Dahei. The geographical location here is unknown, and there may be organic poisons. The two of them are exposed at this time, attracting a group of people to fight, and they don't know how they die.

Shi Yong silenced and smiled.

"Sir, wise."

This flattery was just right. Zhao Yin glanced at her and acted quickly, but his body was not as cold and hard as before.

Shi Yong thought to himself, did the lord think she was willing to marry Xiejun when she saw her wearing a wedding dress and covered her with a wedding cheess, and he was a little angry?

She secretly glanced at Zhao Yin's face.

No movement.

The man concentrates on defying the road.

Shi Yong dragged his arm, "Sir, I tried to escape today, but I couldn't get out of this corridor. How did you get in?"

Zhao Yin said: "Bagua Formation."

Shi Yong: "???"
Chapter completed!