Ye Feng was stunned in place, looking at Han Zidie, who slowly raised his head to look at him, his eyes were full of disbelief. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Sister Purple Butterfly, you ......." Ye Feng blinked, his mind felt as if it had been blown up by a thunderbolt, and the roar did not stop for a long time.

"I often ask myself what is home, what is a father and what is a mother. Growing up, I have never tasted what father's love is like, and I don't know what that ethereal mother's love is. Han Zidie shook her head bitterly, and in her slightly reddened eyes, the indescribable pain made people feel pity and sympathy.

"For as long as I can remember, I've lived in Uncle Wang's mansion. No one told me who my parents were, and the most common thing I heard was that I was lonely, discordant, detached from relatives and friends, and lonely in old age. Han Zidie smiled bitterly, slowly looked up at the sky and sighed bitterly, and then said: "Zidie also understands today, those housekeepers and miscellaneous servants in the palace are right, I am indeed an ominous person, and my father and mother are right to abandon me." ”

Feeling the sorrow emanating from Han Zidie's body, Ye Feng's heart suddenly twitched, and the tearing pain filled his heart.

"Don't ...... Don't talk nonsense. Sister Purple Butterfly smiled, which was enough to fascinate Qing Shui Cangsheng. I...... I don't feel any discord. ”

"Really? Then you see. ”

Han Zidie withdrew her gaze from the sky, and immediately looked at Ye Feng with those tearful eyes, and her pretty face no longer smiled.

Instantly! I saw Ye Feng's left hand holding the reins tremble suddenly, and under Han Zidie's gaze, Ye Feng couldn't help but take a step back.

Ye Feng sensed that Han Zidie was completely different from before.

It is no exaggeration to say that the god in Han Zidie's eyes and the color on his face at this moment are full of coldness.

She is not a chivalrous person, but the aura emanating from her whole body is murderous. She is just a weak woman, but she makes people look creepy and fearful.

"Do you feel cold to the bones?" Han Zidie reluctantly squeezed out a little smile, then wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, took a long breath and looked at the Shili Tavern not far away, and said to Ye Feng, "I didn't expect Brother Feng to be afraid, but Brother Feng rest assured, Zidie is just a weak woman." We...... Let's go. ”

Ye Feng swallowed his saliva fiercely, the corners of his mouth picked slightly, showed a reluctant smile, and followed with the reins of the black horse.

She ...... Is it really a lonely crime? This...... How is that possible? She doesn't know any martial arts, she's just a powerless woman. However, just now, Purple Butterfly's sister's temperament has completely changed, just like a Rakshasa who has been killed for a long time and born in blood. Following behind Han Zidie, Ye Feng lowered his head and muttered secretly.

The more than 200 bandits in the rear didn't know what Ye Feng and Han Zidie had said between them, and they didn't know how the woman who was snatched up by them on Xiong'er Mountain just now could make them afraid.

The bandits didn't understand, and Ye Feng couldn't guess either. But in the forest behind this group of people, the mysterious old woman standing on a thick tree trunk stared at Han Zidie's back with a solemn expression.

"Hard-working child. Was it really wrong to put you in the Wang family in the first place? If you weren't in the palace, if you weren't in this small Qingshui country, maybe your fate would be completely different. But is that really the right thing? ”

The old woman raised her hand and touched the bowl hanging from the cane, and said words that others could not understand, and a sigh slowly spread, and the old woman disappeared on the trunk of the tree.

The early morning sun is not too poisonous, and passers-by can be seen at the intersection of Shilipo.

The Ten Mile Tavern opened very early, and the shopkeeper had a rag on his shoulder, and he was weak to carry tables and chairs from the tavern.

Whenever a table and chair are set up, Dongzi will wipe them with a rag.

"Ah...... Ha! It's trapped me. ”

Dongzi snorted, wiped it on the table carelessly, as if he remembered something unhappy, and slammed the rag in his hand on the table with a shake of his right hand.

"Mother, why am I so unlucky, Dongzi? Such an unfortunate thing would happen. Dongzi slapped his drowsy head a few times, sat down on the chair next to him, looked at the tavern and muttered angrily: "I'm tired enough this day, you can be good, you won't let me sleep in the middle of the night, monitor, monitor a ball." ”

After a few words, Dongzi was not relieved, and continued to point at the tavern, still muttering in his mouth: "Pick and search, isn't the kid who should kill a thousand knives just drink your four bowls of tea?" We don't charge for the tea in our tavern in the first place. ”

Don't look at Dongzi sitting here and constantly blaming the proprietress Ding Lan'er for being stingy, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear that the proprietress Ding Lan'er would hear it, and he would inevitably be beaten violently.

"Then again, that kid is also a bastard, and it's not good to run to drink tea, so he came here to touch his head. I watched the road to Xiong'er Mountain all night, and I didn't even see a ghost...... Hey? ”

Dongzi inadvertently looked at the road leading to Xiong'er Mountain, and just like that, Dongzi, who was in a state of mind, jumped up from his chair and stared at the more than 200 people coming from a distance with wide eyes.

"Hey! It's really spectacular, it seems that all the bandits on Xiong'er Mountain have been dispatched. Hey? What kind of evil style are they smoking? Why are they all tied up? ”

Dongzi's gaze quickly swept over the bandits, and when he saw the chains on the bandits, he was stunned there.

With his eyes moving slightly, Dongzi looked at the five big boxes again, scratching his head and looking at the look of humility.

"What is this for? Has the world changed? The bandits have their own boxes when they go down the mountain to rob? When Dongzi looked at Ye Feng and Han Zidie again, his eyes suddenly flashed, staring at Ye Feng who was leading the horse.

"Teenager...... White...... Holding a sword. Can't be wrong, it must be him, it must be the bastard who drinks tea and doesn't give money. Dongzi hadn't seen Ye Feng, but the proprietress Ding Lan'er had mentioned Ye Feng's outfit, so Dongzi recognized Ye Feng at first glance as the person Ding Lan'er was looking for.

"Good boy, he's pretty good." Dongzi pinched his waist with his left hand, touched his bare chin with his right hand and kept looking at Ye Feng, and finally sighed and said again: "It's just that I'm a little younger, and I'm a little bit of a match for the boss." If only he was a few years older...... , what am I thinking? ”

Dongzi slapped his forehead hard as if he was smacking, grabbed the rag on the table, turned around and rushed straight to the tavern like a ghost.

"Boss, come out quickly, you want to ...... Something is going to happen. He came, you must have offended him yesterday, and he came today with more than 200 bandits to smash the tavern and rob it. ”

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