After hearing that voice, Leng Mian guessed in his heart that someone might be insulting women, although this was just a conjecture and not necessarily true, but he didn't want to stay quiet, he still had to go and see what the situation was.

He was about to walk to look, but as soon as he took a step, he felt his head sink like a big rock, pressing his body down.

His head was surprisingly dizzy, his body began to sway, and a thick black appeared on the side of his brows. Although he didn't know why his head was suddenly so dizzy, he didn't have time to think about it, he had to go and see why someone was screaming, by the way, if Yan Furen was there, he would find out the situation of the "fake war marquis".

He walked with big strides, his body swaying from side to side, like he wanted to get drunk, and his steps were messy.

Soon after Leng Mian went out of the lobby, he happened to meet Chef Chen, who was holding fresh soup, looked at Leng Mian, and saw that he looked good, so he grabbed him and asked, "Are you Lord Zhanhou?"

"What a war marquis, fake. ”

"What a fake, yes is. ”

Leng Mian hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "No, no!"

"Didn't you say it earlier, what are you messing around with me here?" Chef Chen was a little stingy, put aside the cold noodles and left.

Without anyone's obstruction, Leng Mian quickened his pace, he ran straight to the scream, his pace slowed down, probably worried about being late, he hurriedly used to chase the wind, and his swaying posture moved between the corridors, due to the impact of dizziness, the durability was not as good as normal, but it was enough to catch up with the short distance.

In that kitchen, before the rich man could get his hands on it, he threw himself at the woman, and he threw himself into the air, and the other two rich people laughed there, and a big man, even four little women, could not be subdued.

Suddenly, he pounced, and caught a girl, and there was a wicked laugh, and the girl who fell into his hands, the more she cried sadly, the happier the rich man became.

In his eyes, the girl is just a cargo, her emotions, where will anyone pay attention.

The rich man was about to tear open her clothes like a beast, when suddenly, there was a bang at the door, and the door was smashed, and the flying pieces of wood hit the rich man's head, knocking him unconscious, and the cold-faced figure appeared in the doorway, he was holding on to the door frame, panting.

Now, solve one first, the four sisters saw Leng Mian come to the rescue, and they all thanked him, Leng Mian waved his hand, signaling them to leave, and after they understood, they left in a hurry.

When Yan Furen saw the cold noodles, he pretended to say, "Lord Zhanhou, if you don't eat well, where are you doing?"

The cold face swept his eyes and saw the four crying sisters, so he asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Play, what's the matter, Lord Zhanhou is not allowed?"

"Don't you see that they are all crying!" Leng Mian said sternly.

Yan Furen stared at Leng Mian and laughed a few times, he seemed to feel that Leng Mian's face at this time was extremely funny, which made him have the urge to laugh.

"What are you laughing at!

Yan Furen gradually stopped smiling and said to Leng Mian: "Lord Zhanhou, don't you want to say that you are a good person?" ”

After saying that, he laughed again, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes broken, sometimes rising.

The word "good person", like a hoe, directly cut open Leng Mian's heart, and some memories flashed into Leng Mian's mind.

Once, Leng Mian broke through the seven acupoints, perhaps too eager, so he ran to the cliff mouth to try his speed, but he failed to run, fell from the cliff mouth, and fell on a protruding stone, although he was not killed, but he was also seriously injured and could not move.

That night, there was a goose feather snow in the sky, and the temperature of the cliff valley dropped sharply, and by the next day, there was already a world of ice and snow outside.

Early in the morning, the white ape group was looking for cold noodles, and when they found cold noodles, cold noodles had already been covered with ice and snow, and his body was constantly trembling because of the freezing cold.

Seriously injured and extremely cold, the cold face was already dying, ten white apes held their ankles, connected into a rope, extended down, hugged the cold noodles, and the apes below climbed first, one after another, and climbed up in an orderly manner.

After that, the white ape healed him, surrounded him with his body, warmed him, fed him, and took care of him, every day and night.

During Leng Mian's recuperation, it was also the white ape who accompanied him to make trouble, amused him, and brought him fruit, watching the white ape's antics when he teased him, Leng Mian actually smiled happily.

His smile is a kind of innocence, a smile that he has never had when he was a child, it is so beautiful.

It was probably at this time that Leng Mian's heart was quietly changing, and the figure who hated to be friends with the white ape was gone.

Every warm picture is played in Leng Mian's mind one by one, and some of them are not known to Leng Mian.

After playing a few pictures of the picture, Leng Mian's eyes were already slightly moist, and he had a fact in his heart: living with the white ape was not so bad as he thought, the master was right, all living beings are life, whether noble or not, they are worth cherishing.

Leng Mian already understood this truth, but he didn't admit it in his heart, because what he wanted to pursue was a war marquis, not a group of lowly things.

Blindly climbing high, becoming noble, and trampling on those lowly things, that is the way of the warlord.

Now, what did he mean by saving his four sisters? He didn't know, but he didn't know what his body was, so he ran over here, as if he didn't obey the call.

Leng Mian is like this, and inexplicably saves four crying young ladies.

At this time, Yan Furen was still laughing at the cold face, he stopped to breathe, and said bluntly: "I really haven't heard of anyone who pursues the war marquis, he is a good person!"

"I think you're misunderstood. The cold color of the cold face at the glance forced into the heart of the surname Yan, causing a burst of coldness, the cold face was very disgusted, he was hung up with the opposite name of the war marquis, he didn't want to be a good person at all, at this moment, the cold face of the eyes was not a kind of goodwill, it was a kind of eyes that only the wicked have.

Leng Mian said fiercely: "I'm not a good person, but now, I don't like to see some people bullying others!"

This sentence frightened Yan Furen a little, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

At this time, he no longer made a compliment, and said gloomily: "Heh, he is really a warlord with a full personality!"

Leng Mian sneered and said: "Don't call the war marquis, I already know it, what the war marquis is, it's just a false name you gave, it's not true!"

As soon as Yan Furen heard this, he stopped pretending, had a showdown, turned into a treacherous face, and said bluntly: "Heh, where did you get the news, it's quite well-informed, I thought it would take you a long time to find out." ”

"Sure enough, it's true. ”

Leng Mian glanced angrily, he actually believed him, let him fiddle with it, it was not a taste to be deceived, his heart was very unhappy, and he wanted to vent, but unfortunately, his body was now lying on his stomach, and he couldn't use too much strength, otherwise he would have clenched his fists to click.

However, although the rich man deceived himself, he still gave preferential treatment to himself, maybe he wanted it, and he really couldn't give it.

Leng Mian thought about this, and his anger was completely suppressed again, and he said, "Okay, what I want, since you can't give it, then I won't stay." ”

After speaking, Leng Mian dragged his body to leave, Yan Furen smiled wickedly at this time, and he shouted: "Slow!"

Leng Mian stopped and asked, "What else is going on?"

"Look inside the pot first. ”

After Yan Furen finished speaking, he smiled from ear to ear, and hurriedly used his hand to cover his ugliness, Leng Mian was a little curious, and he poked his eyes into the pot.