"Don't worry, I don't mean anything else." The woman hurriedly comforted, "My name is Ling'er, and I am the doctor of Black Wind Castle. ”

Blackwind Castle should be the name of this bandit's den.

"I didn't tell anyone about it." Ling'er chuckled and said, "I don't know if you're married, but you're both a woman, so I won't hurt you." ”

Seeing the tenderness in her eyebrows, Nan Angui finally slowly let down her guard.

"I'm going to the central city of Gebu."

"What are you going to do there?"

"Find the father of the child." Nan Angui lowered his head, and there was a hint of sadness in his words, "He is a merchant. Disappeared during delivery. ”

Nan Angui finally concealed her identity, after all, she was really shocked to say such an identity, and she could only choose to hide it for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

Hearing these words, Ling'er's eyes also carried a trace of sentimentality and sympathy.

"Although we are bandits, we are robbing the landlords in some villages."

Ling'er said seriously: "There are still some small officials. They are all corrupt and pervert the law on weekdays, and the money they get is not clean. Actually, we really don't rob the poor people's money. ”

"Are you thieves or thieves?" Nan Angui couldn't help but laugh.

Ling'er nodded and said, "And we sometimes distribute this money to some poor people." ”

Hearing this, Nan An Gui was no longer afraid of this Black Wind Castle.

"Will you take me to your lord?"

Nan'an asked boldly, since the rules in the Black Wind Castle are quite acceptable.

Although he is a bandit, he is not the kind of ferocious bandit, and Nan Angui seems to be not afraid to see the castle master all of a sudden.

After all, if someone saves themselves, they should always thank them.

"Okay, I'll take you there now." After Ling'er finished speaking, she prepared a cloak and draped it on Nan'an Gui's body.

"Put it on, it's cold outside."

"That Ling'er..."Nan Angui suddenly got up a little hesitantly, looked around, and whispered, "I am pregnant, can you hide it for me?" ”

Since she didn't choose to say it at the beginning, it proves that Ling'er still has some concerns.

Ling'er thought for a while, nodded and said, "I know, if you want to talk about it, I'll tell you about it on the same day." ”

Nan'an Gui was very grateful to Ling'er, and went with her to meet the castle master, Shang Moyu.

This name sounds like the name of a child of a family, but I never expected it to be a bandit leader.

originally thought that this bandit should be regarded as a middle-aged old man, or a strong man with a beard on his face, but he didn't expect that the moment he saw him, Nan Angui immediately denied the idea in his heart.

It's obviously a little brat!

When he walked into a spacious living room, what caught his eye was Shang Moyu crossing Erlang's legs, eating grapes on a plate.

Grape skins were spitting all over the floor, and an elderly grandmother next to her was constantly cleaning up the ground.

While cleaning up, he kept complaining: "Young castle master, you just see that my wife has lived too long, so just toss me like this." ”

"Alas, grandma doesn't have to say that, I see that you stay in the room every day without moving, so that your limbs will degenerate after a long time."

It seems that there are not so many levels of differentiation in human relations here.

Ling'er stepped forward with a smile and said loudly, "Castle master, I brought the injured girl." ”

Behind Shang Moyu there were a few strong men with big waists and round waists, they silently glanced at Nan Anzhuo, and muttered in a low voice: "This girl is really good-looking, it is better to stay and be a young lady for us." ”

Mrs. Crushed?

Nan Angui's eyes widened, and she looked at Shang Moyu in horror, she didn't want to enter the tiger's den just out of the wolf's den.

Besides, he is still with such a little fart, although Shang Moyu is tall, he is still immature in appearance, he looks like a little fart child playing with mud, and he actually became the position of the young castle master.

"How old are you?" Shang Moyu tilted his head, pointed to Nan An Gui who was standing below, and asked with a smile.

There was some bohemianism in his smile, and he looked disdainful, as if he didn't realize the beauty of Nan'an Rose at all.

"Nineteen."

"Heh, old woman, this young master will not marry such an old woman as a wife."

Nan An Gui was glad that he had escaped, but he couldn't help but clench his fists with both hands, wanting to punch Shang Moyu hard.

Why is this person not polite at all, Nan Angui is only 19 years old this year, and she is still the age of being beautiful like a flower, why was he called an old woman?

Ling'er hurriedly smiled and said, "Young master, don't be joking, this girl's body has just recovered." ”

Shang Moyu waved his hand impatiently, and someone put a chair next to Nan An Zhuo.

Nan Angui felt that maybe this young and immature teenager was not as bohemian as he seemed on the surface, and his mind didn't seem to be so simple.

"What's your name?"

"Nan An Rose."

"Oh." Shang Moyu put down the grapes in his hand, shook his hand and stood up, and walked in front of Nan An Gui, "Do you know how to cook?" ”

"Huh?"

Nan An Gui really didn't expect that Shang Moyu's first question was actually asked this.

In surprise, Nan Angui nodded obediently.

"The cook on the mountain got married to a young lady under the mountain in the past two days, so he quit." The more Shang Moyu spoke, the more angry he became, "Why don't you come and be our cook." ”

Nan'an stood up in surprise and immediately retorted: "No! ”

In an instant, Shang Moyu's expression, which was calm just now, suddenly became fierce, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Nan Angui finally figured out why Shang Moyu, a little brat, could be in such a position. The ferocity on his body is not comparable to ordinary people, and there is even a trace of blood smell on his body.

He shouldn't be as ordinary as he seems, and Nan Angui knows that he can't be tough.

Even if he is a bandit who kills the rich and helps the poor, he is still a bandit in essence, killing countless people, and even more so without blinking.

"I... I want to say that what I made was not delicious. Nan Angui had no choice but to take a step back and purse her lips and said.

"Oh, I thought something was wrong." Shang Moyu returned to his usual simple appearance in the next second, "We people are not picky eaters, as long as the food can be cooked." ”

Shang Moyu turned his head again and asked loudly to several strong men behind him, "Did you say that?" ”

The strong men nodded one by one as if pounding garlic, and they all responded: "Yes, yes, yes!" ”

I'm afraid that if they dare to cast one, the next second will be full of corpses.