Chapter 083: Is It Okay to Be My Lady (16)

The autumn wind is blowing, the leaves are flying, the blue sky is chasing the white clouds, and the air is filled with the smell of herbs and flowers.

Erlang leaned at the gate, with a delicate carving knife, concentrating on carving a piece of clean fragrant wood, the carving knife pattern is peculiar, like, extremely sharp, after several carvings, a piece of dead thing-like fragrant wood instantly has a vivid form.

"I remember who she is." Li Jin approached with his hands behind his back, the expression on his face full of ravines was difficult to distinguish, and a pair of vicissitudes and wise eyes quietly fell on Erlang.

This young man is as difficult to understand as the night, and he is really afraid that the girl will suffer a big loss from him, and since she is the daughter of the old man, he can't ignore it.

Erlang quickly put away the carving knife, took Xiangmu into his arms, and turned his deep eyes to him, "Isn't it good for her to be like this now?" ”

Li Jin was shocked, "You know her identity, who is it?" What is the purpose? ”

Erlang stood up straight, like a green mountain and cloud peak standing tall, and his tone was cold, "Sometimes, it's a blessing to not know!" She's amnesiac, it's fine here, don't disturb her purity. ”

"Boy! You are far inferior to the old man's experience, and you dare to be arrogant in front of the old man. ”

As he spoke, Li Jin released a formidable aura of a strong man.

Everyone in the world knows that he is a miracle doctor like a crane in the clouds, but they don't know that he is extremely skilled and is a well-known hermit in the martial arts.

Erlang's body did not move, not affected by him at all, and his thin lips opened lightly, "After twenty years, I really miss being able to feel the strong spirit of the first seat again." ”

Hearing this, Li Jin was shocked, and a pair of old eyes were extremely frightened, "You...... Who are you? ”

There are few people who know the title of 'Shouza', and there are few people alive, this kid is young, what is his identity.

"If you were there back then, the Zhongyong Marquis family would not have been wiped out." Jiro's voice was cold and bloody.

Li Jin instantly felt like a heavy blow, and his expression was crazy, "It's my fault!" It was my fault! Tingting...... Tingting ......"

He felt as if he had fallen into the hell of Ah Nose in an instant, and he muttered an unforgettable name with a frenzied expression.

It was the woman he loved the most, and he didn't even see her for the last time, and she fell.

Erlang looked at his painful appearance, his eyes became darker and darker, and he wondered if one day he would also call the name of his beloved woman like this, but he would never be able to call her back.

His heart ached suddenly, like a pinprick in a pinprick, and the pain was incomparable.

He clenched his fists, glanced at Li Jin, and raised his steps to leave.

Leaving behind a crazy old man and a place of withered yellow leaves, desolate and pathetic.

After a few more days, several children began to recover and were taken home by their parents.

Lu Ziling's superb voice also swept through the village like a gust of wind, bringing some hope to everyone's life.

Erlang looked at Lu Ziling with a focused expression on the pulse of the children, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Xu is his attention is too strong, Lu Ziling blushed and walked up to him, "Do you have nothing to do?" Chopping wood? ”

Erlang's deep eyes sparkled with a smile, the corners of his mouth hooked again, and the smile deepened, "I cut the amount for two days." ”

Lu Ziling pursed her mouth and muttered, "Don't keep looking at me if it's okay, I'm embarrassed." ”

She was almost pinned with the wrong needle and almost caused a catastrophe.

Hearing this, Erlang suddenly took her hand, "Why don't you marry me, let me see enough, so that you can get used to it." ”

Lu Ziling was stunned, staring at the hand holding each other, and her pretty face instantly exploded red, red like a rising red sun.

"To be silent is to agree."