It's getting fewer and fewer people say that Ling'er and Zhang Shaoliang have impure emotions. What does she know? Even if he is worried about Zhang Shaoliang, he still trusts Ling'er. His Ling'er is not the kind of person she says, even if she is right
Zhang Shaoliang is indeed more concerned about others than others, which is normal. Zhang Shaoliang once saved her. If something happened to him and she ignored him, wouldn’t she be an unkind and unrighteous person?
"I will send someone to pick you out of the city at noon tomorrow."
Yuwen Haoyu threw a word and turned around and wanted to leave. Feng Yin slammed the fence and said in a gloomy voice: "If that person is not Luo Ling, I will not leave."
Yuwen Haoyu paused slightly, but he did not stop anymore and walked out with great strides.
Looking at the back which was getting farther and farther away, Feng Yin slid along the fence to the hay on the ground, his expression slightly dull. At some point, big drops of tears rolled out from the eyes of Liuying.
, can't stop it.
"Yuer, I hate you, I hate you..."
She grabbed the fence tightly, and for a moment she was angry. Her white teeth actually bit her lips, and the bright red bloodshot slid down the corners of her lips.
"Yu'er, don't regret it. Even if you die, I will make you unable to forget me. Even if you hate me, I will make you remember me forever."
The frosty white lips were stained with the eye-catching bloodshot, which made her look even more terrifying. When she was a little confused, she suddenly burst into laughter, until she smiled with tears on her face, and she couldn't help it.
At this time, as anxious and worried as Luo Ling, there was naturally Shui Yue who had been following Zhang Shaoliang.
She used all the people under her hands that could be used, but she still didn't know where Zhang Shaoliang was. Just as she was walking back and forth in Zhang Shaoliang's bamboo house, two familiar figures suddenly appeared by the door.
"Mu Feng, Lian'er, why are you here?"
Shui Yue was slightly surprised. She did not make any statement about Zhang Shaoliang's disappearance except for the people under her command, but she obviously forgot that every move of the entire capital was intertwined and communicated with each other in the intelligence gate, so she naturally concealed it.
But Mu Feng and the others.
"Sister Shuiyue, we heard that the sect leader is missing, so we want to help find out. The following has already given instructions. We are here, just to find out what the sect leader is doing in the palace for a few days, and the information of the palace has always come.
You are in charge of it, so…”
Lian'er was obviously very anxious. As soon as he came in, he opened the door to Shuiyue and said directly to Shuiyue. Shuiyue raised her eyes and looked at Mu Feng. Mu Feng raised her hand and covered her lips and coughed. Last time, she took Lian'er away to stop her.
I hurt her, but now I suddenly met, but I was much embarrassed.
"I'm sorry about what happened last time."
Mu Feng looked at Shui Yue and said, even though he apologized, he just nodded slightly, his expression still remained quiet for thousands of years. Standing by the door, his fairy-like body was extremely noble.
Shuiyue looked up at him, but said nothing, but just lowered her eyes and bowed to show her respect. After all, Mu Feng was also the general manager of the capital city intelligence and her direct boss.
"At present, the whereabouts of the sect leader have not been found, but this was found at the last place where the sect leader appeared."
Mu Feng took out a folding fan from his sleeve. Shuiyue looked at the folding fan. She recognized that it was given to Zhang Shaoliang by Luo Ling not long ago. Zhang Shaoliang has always been very precious and reluctant to use it, but he is worried about keeping it at home...