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Seeing that Yin Zi had already stroked the dust and got up, he pinched his thumb and index finger together without a trace, raised his head and blew a finger whistle in mid-air, and immediately someone followed from behind. 『言*情*首*发【Full text reading baoly】

These hidden guards were deliberately left behind without a trace, and he didn't want to be watched everywhere when he was with Zi.

Seeing that it was close, Wuxian said: "Go get a carriage, it's more comfortable."

Dusty Feng had just been so Gu worm that his body couldn't recover for a while, but he didn't have the fragility of Fang Cai, and he wanted to stop it, but he was stopped by Yin Zi.

Yin Zi pouted and said, "You have raised him for three years, he thinks about it for you, it is right."

Dusty smiled faintly, shook his head, and looked at the handsome man standing aside: "Yin Zi, remember, only the three of us know about this matter, and we can't say it to the outside world anyway, otherwise, it will be a disaster."

When he met them just now, Traceless called him "Master" without any scruples, and when Yin Zi was not surprised at all, he guessed that Yin Zi already knew.

After a short time, a carriage that did not look luxurious, but was wide enough, stopped beside the three of them, and said to the coachman without a trace, "I'll come," and the coachman retired with the guard.

Without a trace let Yin Zi and Dusty Seal into the carriage, lowered the curtain, sat in the coachman's position, grabbed a large-brimmed straw hat on the carriage and buckled it on his head, and picked up the horsewhip and held it in his hand. Shouting into the car: "Sit tight, let's go"

Yin Zi saw the neat movement of No Trace, and suddenly remembered a very familiar picture.

Let the dust be sealed in the car to rest, Yin Zi sat at the door of the carriage, lifted the curtain to look at the traceless leaning on the wooden pillar, the horse whip was casually pinched in his hand, his arms were hugged in front of his chest, and the big brimmed straw hat was covered in front, if it wasn't for the favorable position of Yin Zi, his cheeks could not be seen.

His laid-back and lazy appearance reminded Yin Zi of a picture from a long time ago

When she came out of Dongyun Mountain that time, she also met a coachman with high kung fu

"You often drive cars" Yin Zi asked with wide eyes curiously, if it was true, then he, the Xuanyang King, was really miserable.

"Occasionally" Traceless turned his head and looked at her with a smile on his lips, "You often use hidden weapons"

"Yin Zi doesn't think it's so coincidental, it's really him

Traceless was stunned when he saw the sound, and laughed even more: "It turns out that the person who hid in the grove and played stones that day was you"