When Pan Jinlian heard this, she didn't say anything, then stood up, and Shi Shiran slowly followed Ling Yun to the door, like a new daughter-in-law.

Ling Yun swept away, his heart jumped, knowing that Pan Jinlian would be wrong, this state seems to be going to be a gift to himself tonight!

Bitter, bitter!

Ling Yun secretly scolded himself for being a stupid pig, knowing the relationship between Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian, he didn't know how to avoid it.

While deliberately slowing down, his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to avoid unnecessary stories between the two.

The two of them didn't say anything all the way, and although Ling Yun slowed down repeatedly, they soon walked to the door of the wing.

Ling Yun pushed open the door and looked at Pan Jinlian sideways, not knowing how to speak.

Unexpectedly, Pan Jinlian spoke first:

"The big official, the slave family knows the true feelings of the big officials for the slave family, but the slave family husband is newly mourned, and I am afraid that I will not be able to accompany the big officials in the near future."

"Huh?"

When Ling Yun heard this, he thought that something seemed wrong!

Is this her sincere words or pretending to be reserved?

If you are pretending to be reserved, you can still understand if you want to catch it!

But if it's true, this sentence is a bit informative.

It seems that everything Pan Jinlian has shown during the time he has been in contact with it is no longer what he is familiar with in the plot!

It's like ......

A vague thought flashed through Ling Yun's mind, but Ling Yun just couldn't grasp it.

Ling Yun's heart beat faster, and he became more and more uneasy.

Pan Jinlian looked at Ling Yun in front of him in a daze, as if he felt that he agreed with his statement, pushed open the door and was just about to go inside.

"Oh no, no!"

Suddenly there was a shout from the front room.

I saw the butler staggering all the way over.

"What howl? Calm down! ”

Ling Yun said angrily.

The butler gasped, pointed out the door, and said:

"Big official, no, that Wu Song came back early!"

"Holy!"

Ling Yun and Pan Jinlian were both shocked by this sudden news and looked at a loss.

I haven't had time to arrange anything, and I have a meeting, why did Wu Song come back early?

Only then did Ling Yun understand the reason why he was uneasy before.

It should be that he wanted to save Wu Dalang and changed the plot, causing the entire plot to change, and many parts of the development of the plot are different from what he is familiar with.

No wonder he has always felt that Pan Jinlian's performance is weird, which is completely different from the original plot.

Wu Song's return so many days in advance should also be a change in the plot.

What can I do?

Ling Yun's mind was in turmoil, and all his thoughts were in chaos.

With a turn of his eyes, he suddenly saw that Pan Jinlian in front of him was not panicked at all, and her eyes looked at herself firmly, as if telling herself that she was willing to live and die with her.

Ling Yun's heart seemed to be lightly touched, he took a deep breath, and his eyes slowly became firm.

Anyway, let's think about preserving Pan Jinlian first.

Ling Yun, who had regained his composure, looked at the housekeeper and said:

"Go and call me all the martial artists, and wait in the main hall."

Then he took Pan Jinlian's hand, walked straight to the smallest room of all the wings, entered the house and closed the door.

"Jin Lian, this matter may not be good today, I can only grieve you to hide for a while, I will meet that Wu Song, if I can come back alive...."

"Big official, don't talk about it, the slave family is waiting for the big official to come back!"

Pan Jinlian hurriedly stretched out her little hand to cover Ling Yun's mouth.

Ling Yun let out a long sigh and made a decision in his heart, taking advantage of Pan Jinlian's defenselessness, he suddenly turned behind her and gently slashed her palm on the back of her neck, knocking her unconscious.

Then he pulled the sheets on the bed apart, picked up the quilt on the bed, carefully cushioned it under the bed, stuffed Pan Jinlian in, and then pulled down the sheets to completely cover the person.

After confirming that the room didn't look abnormal, listening to Pan Jinlian's even breathing, Ling Yun no longer hesitated, turned around and strode out of the room, gently closed the door, and went straight to the front hall.

When they arrived in the front hall, the housekeeper and all the martial artists in the Zhuangzi had already arrived, standing neatly in the middle of the hall waiting for Ling Yun.

Ling Yun looked at the resolute eyes and upright posture of these dozen martial artists, and a trace of unbearability and guilt welled up in his heart.

Just because he wanted to save his life and complete the task, few of these dozen people may survive today's battle.

Although in the original plot, these are all martial arts thugs raised by Ximen Qingyang, and they should charge for him, but for themselves, these people are purely ignorant.

Isn't it too selfish to do this?

Ling Yun felt that the pressure of survival and the condemnation of his conscience at this moment made him in a dilemma, and his heart was like a stone pressing down, getting heavier and heavier.

Master Liu, the martial arts captain who was standing at the forefront, seemed to see Ling Yun's worries. Chong Lingyun clenched his fists and said loudly:

"Great officials, there is a way to raise soldiers for a thousand days in one day, the brothers have eaten idle meals in the Zhuangzi for several years, today is the time for everyone to repay the big officials, brothers, are you right?"

"That's right! The soldier dies for his confidant, the great official, our brothers swear to protect Zhuangzi to the death! ”

The hall was suddenly full of excitement and morale.

Ling Yun was aroused by everyone's momentum, and a wave of blood surged up, and he hugged his fists for a week and said:

"Brothers, thank you for your great kindness! Today's big deal is to live and die with everyone, and in 20 years, Lao Tzu will be a good man again! ”

"Bring the wine!"

Before the words fell, I didn't expect the martial arts team to separate from it, and there was already a long table in the middle of the hall, a wine jar in the middle, and a row of sea bowls already filled with spirits.

I think the housekeeper had expected it and asked someone to prepare it in advance.

Ling Yun walked over and first picked up a bowl of wine.

The others saw that they walked to the table and each took up his bowl.

Even the housekeeper was infected by everyone's emotions, and rushed up to bring up a bowl of wine.

Ling Yun glanced at everyone with satisfaction, and raised his head to drink the entire bowl of wine in one gulp.

After everyone finished drinking, Ling Yun kicked the butler's ass and said with a smile:

"Hurry up and give me as far as you can, the fight here will be fierce later, and we won't have time to take care of you."

The housekeeper also understood that what Ling Yun said was the truth, and he was powerless, and he would only distract everyone here. So he staggered to the backyard with the strength of the wine.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they looked at the butler's back and shook it step by step.

"Yo, it looks like it's very lively here, what's so happy, Ximen official? Let's share it! ”

Suddenly, an unruly voice came from outside the door.

Everyone put down the bowls in their hands and looked at the door in unison.

I saw a big man standing at the door, eight feet long, with a dignified appearance, holding a simple knife in his right hand and a human head in his left hand.