Lou Qinglin and Feng Rong came to the wonton stall.

"It smells so good."

"Boss, three bowls of mustard meat ravioli."

"Lord of the Derle Building."

"Are you out of the gate?"

"We all thought that you were going to retreat and practice for a year and a half."

"Come out and take a walk."

"Old woman, the owner of the building is out of the gate."

"The owner of the building is here, I'll bring you two red-skinned eggs."

"The master of the building?" Feng Rong came back to his senses.

"Yes, Rongrong."

"What is the master?"

"It's just a salutation."

"Brother Lou is so popular, I don't have any friends."

"Don't you have me?"

"Brother Lou is really good-looking, and his heart is good."

"What? Do you want to make a promise? ”

"Ah, Brother Lou, you."

"The landlord wonton is here."

The boss quickly put down the wonton and turned to leave.

"This is the lady of the doorman, old woman."

"It should be that you see that the landlord is usually cold, but looking at that little boy is as gentle as water."

"Oops." The old man and the old grandmother looked at the two people eating wontons with a smile.

"Eat slowly, hot."

"Good, delicious." Feng Rong's mouth was red and hot.

"It's all yours." Lou Qinglin gave Feng Rong herbal tea.

"Eat an egg."

"Ahh Feng Rong opened his mouth.

"Ahh Lou Qinglin sent the egg into Feng Rong's mouth.

Of the three bowls of wontons, Feng Rong ate two and a half bowls. Two red-skinned eggs, a pot of herbal tea.

"Boss checkout."

"What is the account for the owner of the building?" The boss shirked.

Lou Qinglin silently took out the money, and the owner of the building instantly remembered when he had brought money when he went out.

"Wait for me here, Rongrong."

"Okay."

The doorkeeper walked into the distance and threw a flare. Black smoke exploded in space.

"Katsuyukimon's flares?"

"What's the situation?"

Like Lou Qinglin, the disciples who have not been out of the door for many years are stunned.

"The doorman went out in the morning, and he hasn't come back yet." Ah Fu, who had finished cleaning the latrine, hurriedly looked at the disciples.

"Something happened to the door owner!" The disciples galloped on horseback.

I came to a wonton stall in a field not far away.

"Door Master."

"Door Master, you're injured."

"We're late."

"Silver."

"What?"

"The door is for silver?"

"A few thousand taels?"

"Ten cents."

"Eat wontons, no money."

"Yes."

The disciples sent money to the boss.

"Let's go, Rongrong." Lou Qinglin wiped Feng Rong's mouth.

The disciples watched behind Lou Qinglin.

"Who are they, Brother Lou."

"Oh?" The disciples let out an indefatigable exclamation.

"They're here to renovate the house"

Lou Qinglin looked at the disciples lightly.

“。。。。。。” Disciples.

"Fix the house?"

"Well, Rongrong's house, it's going to rain in a few days."

"I hate rain the most."

"So they came to fix the house."

"Brother Lou is a good person."

"Let's go."

"The little white horse is also cute." Feng Rong touched the snow-white face, and the snow-white rubbed Feng Rong's hand.

"Do you want to ride a horse?"

"Is that okay?"

"Of course."

“。。。。。。” The disciples were at a loss for what to do.

Lou Qinglin picked up Fengrong and turned over the horse, riding on the snow-white gallop.

Lou Qinglin and Feng Rong shared a horse, stepping on the snow and galloping. The owner of the building smiled, and Feng Rong shouted.

"Ahh Feng Rong shouted

"Ahhhh Feng Rong turned his head to look at Lou Qinglin behind him. Lou Qinglin smiled.

"Brother Lou, Brother Lou, Brother Lou." "Huh? Rongrong. ”

"Ride ahead." "Okay."

Lou Qinglin looked at the road that was about to reach the Demon Sect, and frowned slightly, my tryst with me must not be disturbed by that madman, what should I do if Rong Rong is so cute and scared by a madman.

"Brother Lou, stop." Feng Rong wants to dismount, slightly higher.

"Come down." Lou Qinglin turned over and dismounted, and opened his arms.

"Hug." Feng Rong jumped off the horse with a smile.

"What are we doing here?" Lou Qinglin reluctantly watched Feng Rong leave his arms.

"This is my secret base, Brother Lou." Feng Rong approached Lou Qinglin and whispered.

"This is a shocking secret, isn't it?" Lou Qinglin pretended to be surprised. "God knows, you know, I know." Feng Rong frowned and smiled.

"Someone else knows." Lou Qinglin pointed at Fengrong's nose with her finger.

"Kill people and kill people." Feng Rong stretched out his finger and pointed at Lou Qinglin's neck and made a clicking gesture. "Oh?" The owner of the building said that he had heard so many words about killing people and killing people, and what Rong Rong said was the best. The doorkeeper ignored something.

"Haha, no, I'll show you my pet." Feng Rong took out a small fox from a small tree hole. "The little fox is cute!" "It's cute." Lou Qinglin touched the little fox.

"He was injured by a headhunter a few days ago, and I rescued him." "Rongrong is very kind." "Hey, hey." Feng Rong smirked. "Brother Lou, my family has no place to raise a fox, and I don't have anything to feed it, it's so pitiful, is Brother Lou good at raising it."

"Okay, Rongrong." "Oh, by the way, it doesn't have a name yet."

"Covered in snow-white, let's call it Ningxue." "Isn't the snow ball good?" "Snow balls are cute." "Brother Lou's is not bad." "How about the snow group, let's get the name glory together." Lou Qinglin looked at Feng Rong with a smile.

"The snow condensation group sounds good, so I and Brother Lou will combine the two of us." "Well, the two of us are combined" Lou Qinglin couldn't help laughing, combined?

The two of them sat on the grass and talked. A figure appeared faintly, and the owner of the building pulled Feng Rong away when the figure didn't see them.

"How about going back?" "Okay, Brother Lou." "You lead the snow white forward, I'll go and relieve myself." "Okay, I'll see Brother Lou later." Feng Rong hugged the snow ball and led the snow white to walk back.

Lou Qinglin went against him and continued to walk forward.

"Is that you?" The man looked at Lou Qinglin.

"Get out of here." Lou Qinglin frowned.

"This sect is going to fight you to the death." The man draws his sword.

"Get out." Lou Qinglin turned around and left.

"What's wrong with your leg?"

"Bandits." Lou Qinglin thought to herself, then I can tell you, ah, the master of the door, I stumbled and fell into the ridge, wouldn't it make people laugh and lose their big teeth, especially the madman in front of him.

"Why not be crippled." The man looked at Lou Qinglin's legs.

"The leg of the dignified door owner can still be injured, and he is wrapped in so much gauze, but he is not broken." The man watched carefully.

"Rongrong bandaged me." Lou Qinglin finally leaked his purpose and showed off his glory to this madman. You two haven't gotten a word yet, okay, my landlord.

"Rongrong?" The man asked unconcernedly.

"Cute."

"What's the matter with your Sichun laugh."

"That's right, Ah Fu said that I didn't go out when my clothes were dusty, so I went out and met a nest of bandits."

"The bandit who can hurt you is none other than the grass bandit gang by the Qingqing River." The man was surprised.

"That's not the point." Lou Qinglin fanned her fan.

"Hmm."

"After that, I met Rong Rong, and Rong Rong helped me wipe the medicine and bandage it."

"I also want to fight the bandit leaders."

"I'm back to the Snow Gate." Lou Qinglin left with a smile.

Lou Qinglin performed light skills, and after a while, he saw Fengrong.

"Rongrong." "Brother Lou."

"Snowfall and I are thirsty, let's go home."

"Okay, go home." Family? What a warm word. Feng Rong and Lou Qinglin returned to the thatched house.