Zhao Fuling naturally saw the eyes of these people, but did not take the initiative to answer.

She has the money to buy weapons, but all merchants don't ship blades, and how can she explain to everyone when the time comes.

On the contrary, the whip should be easier, and it is enough for Sun Yiyue to play.

Zhao Fuling retracted her gaze, while Sun Yiyue chattered beside her.

After walking less than ten miles, I saw a team of people coming, who were responding to Li Jingmo and others.

Zhou Jinliang went to negotiate, and a moment later, all the forbidden troops except Zhao Chengye were taken away, and even the vacated horses and weapons were also taken away.

Zhou Jinliang turned around, looked at the bearded man in the carriage, shook the broken fan and said, "What to do with that Fang Qiu?" ”

He looked at Zhao Fuling, and Zhao Fuling replied to him: "This person is handed over to me, I am useful." ”

Zhou Jinliang didn't say anything more.

All the people were more or less wounded, and when it was night, they immediately went into the city to recuperate.

After Zhao Fuling bathed, as soon as she got dressed, the voice of the little eunuch Zhang Quan sounded outside: "Girl, Commander Zhao has woken up, His Royal Highness and Lord Zhou please come over!" ”

Zhao Fuling wiped her wet hair, tied it up with a strip of cloth at will, and then said, "Okay, I'll go right away." ”

The place where they settled is still the yard of a wealthy local merchant.

Although it is a guest house, the environment is quiet and elegant, and as soon as Zhao Fuling went out, she was greeted by a cool night breeze.

Faintly, there seems to be the fragrance of osmanthus.

She raised her head and looked at the laurel tree in the courtyard, and was surprised to realize that it was the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and it took nearly a month to travel from Shangjing to this northwest place.

Zhao Fuling stopped, raised her head and looked at the night sky, and found that a full moon was bright and bright.

She doesn't know what day it is, but she thinks the Mid-Autumn Festival should be soon.

It's just a reunion festival, but now she is separated from her relatives and friends, and she feels a little melancholy in her heart.

After a pause, Zhao Fuling retracted her thoughts and slowly walked out of the courtyard. Zhang Quan was waiting for her outside the hospital, and when he saw Zhao Fuling coming out, he whispered: "Commander Zhao has been scolding the girl since he woke up......"

"Whatever he scolds." Zhao Fuling thought about it, and said with a smile, "Now it's just a dead duck with a hard mouth, wait for the knife to be on his neck, see if he can still scold it." ”

The two went to the main courtyard one after the other, and Li Jingmo and the others were sitting in the hall talking.

Sensing that Zhao Lingling was coming, Li Jingmo raised his head first, then smiled and said softly: "Ah Ling." ”

Shen Chi also looked over, his gaze stopped slightly on Zhao Fuling's face, which was as pure as a hibiscus, and quickly withdrew it quietly.

Zhao Fuling entered the hall, and after responding with her head bowed, she first looked at the kneeling person on the ground.

Zhao Chengye was still tied hand and foot, he knelt on the ground, his face was bruised and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bruised. I don't know who taught me a lesson, my hair is half scattered, and I look a little embarrassed.

After seeing Zhao Fuling, she held on to her momentum, glared at her eyes and scolded angrily: "Demon girl! ”

Zhao Fuling raised her eyebrows and said, "I still have the strength to scold people, whoever beats him, it's better to pull out his tongue by the way." ”

Zhao Chengye's face changed, his eyes shrank sharply, and he trembled with anger when he looked at Zhao Ling.

Fang Qiu, who was hiding behind people on the side, cautiously poked his head out and said to Zhao Fuling: "I beat it...... Do you really want to pull out your tongue? ”

He hadn't done such a murderous thing himself!

Zhao Fuling: "......"

She was silent for a moment, retracted her gaze, looked at Zhao Chengye and said with a smile: "Pluck." ”

Fang Qiu thought that he was really going to pull out, and walked out hesitantly, but unexpectedly, Zhao Chengye said loudly: "Shen Chi, haven't you seen it yet?" This demon girl is not Zhao Fuling at all, you just connived at her to spoil Zhao ...... so much"

Before he finished speaking, the tea cup in Shen Chi's hand smashed towards his head.