In the car, Zhong Yan's pale and colorless face was full of tears, she desperately buckled the edge of the car, gritted her teeth and wanted to climb onto the frame. But the horse ran wildly, and the scattered goods and overturned passers-by became roadblocks, and she could not stabilize her body at all.

Crazy Horse breaks through the fence, and the debris is hit by a strong backlash on Zhongyan. When she saw the sea hanging beneath the air, the fear hidden in her heart instantly skyrocketed. She screamed, "Daddy, save me!" Save me! ”

The crowd of onlookers opened their mouths wide when they heard the scream, but they couldn't breathe out. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in the crowd.

Murong Xuan's feet were extremely fast, so fast that he couldn't see the alternation of his left and right feet clearly. He stepped onto the pillar of the ship and leaped, dragging the chariot with one hand, and drawing the soft sword at his waist with the other hand to cut the rope connecting the chariot and horse. Then, propping up the car, against the huge inertia, desperately retreated.

The car landed steadily on the shore, and Xuanluo stepped forward quickly and leaned in. Zhong Yan, who was huddled in the corner, subconsciously hugged him tightly, trembling all over.

Xuanluo patted her back and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

In the narrow car, Zhong Yan was paralyzed in Xuanluo's arms, his white hands grasping his clothes, his breathing was short and short, and even the beating of his heart was particularly obvious.

Overnight, the entire dock fell silent.

Xuanluo lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms, the corners of his lips hooked up a smile, to be honest, this feeling of only him and her in the world made him enjoy it very much.

Zhong Yan gradually calmed down, withdrew from the man's arms, unconsciously raised her eyelids and lowered them again, and stared at him sharply, the open eyes paused for several breaths before returning to their original state.

This man is so delicate and exquisite, as elegant as mountains and flowing water. He was laughing, looking at himself and laughing. The way he laughs is so beautiful, like a summer night sky full of stars.

She looked at him in a daze and said, "Xie ......" suddenly remembered the scene in the teahouse, and her face with tears instantly shook with surprise, "It's you, that day, the teahouse." She imitated his handsomeness in swinging the teapot, "Whoosh......"

Xuanluo turned her face sideways, her eyebrows frowned slightly, it seemed that she really didn't see herself clearly when she was at the Bagong Bridge in the Eastern Capital that day. That's fine, at least she won't be afraid anymore.

Zhong Yan frowned when he saw him, thinking that it was the bastard of the golden rule who disturbed his Qing Xiu, so he immediately retracted his hand, tilted his head obediently, rolled his eyes, and patted his ass, "This hero, your martial arts are so good, you are simply a hero of the world, unique, and unparalleled." Immediately, he showed a smile of weakness, "I don't know if it's okay, I don't know if you, hey, you can't accept it...... Ah......h

Her head was slammed down by Xuanluo, and the word "disciple" was pressed back vividly. She pressed against the man's leg, her eyes widening in confusion and annoyance.

Xuanluo looked at the flying knife that pierced into the window, and the eyes of the peach blossoms suddenly glowed with cold light. He said to Zhong Yan, "Stay here and don't move." ”

Zhong Yan's sturdy thighs under her head were jerked away, and there was no sign of her, so she stiffened her neck so that she didn't drop her face on the ground. But when she saw the bright and dangling blade, her body was weak, she lay flat, held her breath, and did not dare to move.

Outside the car, the crowd was cleared, the sea breeze was swaying, and there was more slaughter out of thin air. Qiao Gong was still wrapped in a black shirt, tight.

Xuanluo looked at him, his right hand moved slightly, and the soft sword suddenly appeared, "What did you do?" ”

Qiao Gong bowed slightly, "This is the consequence of your insistence." ”

Zhong Yan heard it, but she couldn't understand the conversation between the two, but the annoying pain in her stomach really hit again. She didn't want to move, she didn't dare to move, and she couldn't solve it on the spot. She gritted her teeth and endured it, she couldn't let such a good-looking person see herself in filth, so, it was better to drown directly just now.

She endured, clenched her fists, straightened her body, and endured desperately. "Bang", after the foul-smelling gas was discharged unscrupulously, the woman couldn't help it.

Zhong Yan climbed out of the car, turned her head and saw the two people facing each other, she wanted to crawl away quietly, but she didn't expect to see Qiao Gong, who was dressed in black skin, and remembered the scene when she was hijacked by the black-robed army when she was on the Bagong Bridge.

She yelled at Xuanluo, "Be careful, that guy is a black-robed army, ruthless and powerful." ”

Qiao Gong raised his chin and looked at the woman behind Xuan Luo, and said funny, "This one next to you is the leader of the black robe, even more ruthless and powerful!" ”

Black-robed ...... Chieftain?

Zhong Yan looked at him, her mouth was slightly open, confused, and the creepy memory swirled in the floodgate of "remembering, not remembering". Suddenly, she swallowed dryly, and the memory that had been deliberately concealed came back to her mind very arrogantly. She took a sharp step back, turned and ran.

Qiao Gong looked at Xuanluo, who was motionless, and was a little surprised, "Leader Murong didn't chase after him?" ”

Xuanluo said coldly, "Kill you, it's not too late to chase you." With that, he drew his sword and stabbed at Qiao Gong.

Qiao Gong should not fight, flew back, and said as he retreated, "Even if you kill me, the big leader will still send people until you return to the headquarters willingly." ”

Xuanluo's sword had already pressed against Qiao Gong's throat, and when he heard this, he withdrew his palm, "Threaten me?" ”

Gong Qiao's face did not change, "The big leader wants to see you, so his subordinates did not receive the order to let that Miss Zhong die." However, if the Great Leader does not see your sincerity after this move, then the subordinate dares to assert that even if you protect it personally, that young lady will not live to tomorrow. ”

After a pause, looking at Xuan Luo's slightly contemplative expression, he added, "The Great Leader just wants to renegotiate with you the price of your separation from the Black-robed Army. ”

The first article of the black-robed military gang rules states that once you join the black-robe, you will be a black-robed for life, unless you die, unless you are disabled, unless the big leader pardons you.

Xuan Luo is the leader of the Great Commander second only to Black Hawk, whether he wants to or not, his identity, status, and extremely strong prestige will make Black Hawk wary.

"Isn't it just what he wants me to do when I leave the Black Robes? Why have you bothered me so many times? ”

Qiao Gongdao, "The subordinate is just a messenger, if you must know, why don't you return to the headquarters with your subordinates and ask the big leader in person?" ”

After doing this, Zhong Yan's figure has long since disappeared.

Xuanluo looked around a few times and saw the bamboo pole that had just woken up from a coma. The bamboo pole rubbed his shoulders and twisted his body with bared teeth, making sure that he had not lost his arms and legs by the horse just now, and then got up from the ground.

She looked at the man who suddenly floated in front of her, and asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?" ”

Xuanluo raised his hand and pulled out the crown belt on the hair silk and handed it to her, "This, give it to your young lady." ”

The bamboo pole couldn't be pushed off, couldn't walk, couldn't be beaten, was grabbed by his wrist and stuffed into his hand.

Qiao Gong saw this scene in his eyes.

Murong Xuanluo was born in Tiansheng, in Tiansheng, unmarried men have the custom of "sending crowns and belts" to their favorite girls, no matter how many wives men marry in the future, but "crowns and belts" are only given once in their lives.

He sighed in an almost inaudible voice and laughed, "I really can't imagine that the number one killer who runs through the Immortal Source would find such a weakness for himself." It seems that the judgment of the great chief was right. ”

-

Zhong Yan gritted her teeth and ran back to Bodhi Avenue from the dock, but she didn't stop a step. When she saw the familiar big stone lion at the door, the friendly porter, and the still annoying Zhong Xi, she let go of her breath and collapsed on the ground.

The porter hurriedly stepped forward to help, but was thrown aside by a few sleeves of his son-in-law. Zhong Xi looked at the woman on the ground, didn't ask, picked it up and stuffed it into the hut where the gatehouse was sleeping.

"You bastard!"

Zhong Yan raised her foot and kicked Zhong Xi in the abdomen, Zhong Xi clasped it with one hand, and said lightly, "Jin Lu is dead." ”

Understatement is Zhong Xi's consistent tone of speech, and when Zhong Yan saw his gloomy face and tense expression, the swelling pain rolling in his stomach suddenly disappeared.

She blinked, "What? What did you say? ”

Zhong Xi let go of her impatiently, turned around and walked out, "Don't let me say it a second time if you hear it." ”

The servant had already led the horse to the door, Zhong Xi stepped on the pedals, jumped on the horse, looked at Zhong Yan who chased him out, and said, "Come up, why are you stupid?" ”

"Where?"

"Looking for Daddy."

Zhong Ze was in the main hall of the Maharaja's Mansion, and in his hand was a list of gifts for the wedding. He looked at them one by one, his brow furrowing more and more.

Khōren Maharaja Chung Kang walked up to him from his throne and said, "Yesterday, the people of Jinshan sued you against Benjun, saying that you were not interested in the marriage of Kim Yu and Yeon'er. ”

The list in Zhong Ze's hand was submitted to Zhong Kang by the people of Jinshan, and he said that he wanted Zhong Ze to immediately prepare for the wedding of the two families according to the items listed above. Zhong Ze originally wanted to report to Brother Wang about Wei Jing's plot against the Haiyan Guild, but seeing this, he had to press it.

Zhong Kang walked to the pillar with his hand, looked at the calm palace outside the hall, and said in a deep voice, "After Xihu took over Nanhu and set his sights on the Eastern Capital, it is impossible for the Sect Master Heavenly Sage to let it go. Naturally, it is none of our business for the two sides to fight, but Benjun is worried that Xihu will avoid the confrontation with the Heavenly Sage and aim the spearhead at Heren. ”

Zhong Ze clenched the list and said nothing.

"You also know the reserves of the firearms battalion," Zhong Kang continued, "At present, there are only two gun barrels and gunpowder that lasts less than half a year. If Xihu comes to attack, we ......"

Jinshan people do not accept apprentices, do not pass on the bottom line, and have always firmly controlled the production of firearms in their own hands. Since he fell last year, he didn't even go to the forging field, no matter how Zhong Kang groveled and lowered his posture, he was indifferent.

Zhong Kang turned around and looked at him, his indifferent face suddenly had a heavy resentment, "Ah Ze, I have endured Jinshan people for eighteen years as a brother!" ”

He walked around furiously, his trembling hand kept facing Zhong Ze, "Benjun doesn't want to endure it anymore, this time, you don't have to do anything, you have full authority to prepare for the wedding." ”

He paused abruptly and stared at Zhong Ze, "Remember, at this juncture, there must not be the slightest mistake. ”

At this moment, Zhong Yan ran in with a big stride and shouted at them excitedly, "Uncle, Dad, Jin Lu is dead." ”