Xie Zhao, the more Ling Or thought about her and studied her, the more he felt that she was like a mystery that people couldn't see clearly.

Her martial arts realm has indeed stayed in the Jinyao Realm Xuan Realm now, if this realm is placed in the army to be a centurion, it can barely be regarded as a good hand that can fight, but if it is placed in the rivers and lakes, then it is really only the last generation.

Ling Or had never seen her make a serious move, so he had known each other for more than a year, and finally didn't know which sect her body moves came from, and which faction her internal strength and heart method were.

But one thing he can be sure of is that Xie Zhao's light skills are definitely the top in the rivers and lakes.

- Because even Ling or this Saint King Human Realm can actually be lost?

That's right, all kinds of abnormalities since Xie Zhao got close to Zhaoge City, and the "Golden Table" that made people feel like a fish in his throat is now on her, all of which made him really unable to completely rest assured.

Although Xie Zhao repeatedly promised that she would never look for the excitement of Shen Wei near the Shentai Palace to challenge the road wounded sparrow, but with her temperament, going out alone in the Tianchen Imperial Capital, where a master is like a cloud, and a drop of a tile can hit several dignitaries and dignitaries, Ling Or still feels frightened.

He saw that Xie Zhao did not take the "crutch" with him when he went out, so he wanted to follow from afar.

As long as she didn't die and wandered in the direction of the Shentai Palace on the outskirts of the city, then he wouldn't show up to disturb her pleasure, and only protect her safety from afar.

Who knew that he had just followed Xie Zhao out of the Nine Gates Admiral's Mansion, and before he had half a cup of tea, he lost the person.

If there was no Xie Zhao deliberately doing it and deliberately throwing off his hand, Ling would definitely not believe it.

He stood at the entrance of the bustling Zhaoge Dongshi Street with a cold face and a pale face, thinking silently in his heart: Since he followed Xie Zhao to the East Market, then she should just come to the lively East Market to watch the excitement, and she didn't want to be watched.

After all, Dongshi is in the east of the city, while Shentai Palace is in the southwest outside Zhaoge City.

These are completely two directions, and Xie Zhao doesn't seem to have any plans to go to Shentai Palace to join in the fun.

He relieved himself a little, and that's it.

Xie Zhao's temperament is unrestrained, as long as she doesn't die, there is no need for him to stare at her step by step.

But then again, Ling or this fledgling young chivalrous man with a simple temperament, all the conjectures and predictions about Xie Zhao's actions were obviously based on the thinking mode of Xie Zhao being an ordinary normal person.

It's a pity that Xie Zhao's thinking has never been fixed.

It is precisely because of this that for many years, few people have really been able to see through her thoughts and actions at a glance.

That's right, Xie Zhao's gang went around the crowded and noisy East Market, and with the help of the fireworks in the world, he successfully shook off the little tail behind him, Ling He, and then decisively turned around and headed west.

Obviously, this person was not as "honest and obedient" as she had promised at the beginning.

After making sure that no one was following him, Xie Zhao did not use light skills again.

Instead, like all the ordinary people on the streets, the idle clouds and wild cranes slowly paced.

However, after more than a year, there seems to be no change in Zhaoge City.

Everything is going according to plan, just like last night's prosperity.

See?

No matter what kind of big people in this world, or the so-called royal relatives and nobles, they are actually like floating clouds and dogs, it doesn't matter.

As far as the people are concerned, as long as the high hall is alive, the relatives are close, they are self-reliant, a few taels of broken silver, three meals a day have food and clothing, and the cold and summer are known, they are already the best in the world.

It's a pity that these ordinary people's happiness is as high as the mountains and rivers are far away for her, like a mirror and a moon.

She smiled bitterly, she couldn't imagine that she was only eighteen years old, three or four months away from being nineteen, and she had already lost all those things.

A year and nine months ago, it was completely lost.

Gao Tang's parents died early, and blood relatives could not be tolerated.

The shoulders cannot be carried and it is difficult to stand on their own, and there is no geometry in the silver around the waist.

The body is in tatters, and there is no spirit. Relatives hate each other and don't see each other, and I don't know what the road ahead is.

However, she doesn't like to owe favors to others, whether it is a coincidence or fate, Ling Or and Han Changsheng have the grace to save her life, so she will involve herself in this song for the last time, and do her best to fulfill their heart's wishes.

In this way, after this matter, she can also go on the boat without worrying about the rivers and lakes.

Fortunately, at that time, she met Ling Or and Han Changsheng, so it was excellent.

The three meals are now full of food and clothing, and some people will really care about her warmth and coldness.

What more could she ask for? And what is not satisfied?

Food can be fed, twilight can sleep peacefully, there is nothing to do, and there is nothing wrong with wild cranes in the mountains.

Xie Zhao smiled faintly, and her eyes were particularly serious from the bustling, laughing, and lively crowd around her.

She seemed to want to draw some special strength from it.

There is an angry uncle carrying a broom, and his voice is loud chasing and scolding the naughty children at home;

Some students walked together with smiles on their faces, trying their luck at the market to see if they could buy any unique ancient books;

There are people in the rivers and lakes holding their beloved swords, waiting on the open-air wooden benches outside the wine shop to make the first pot of turbid wine that morning;

There are even capable and cheerful girls on the street, branding fragrant shortbread and shouting generously.

——The so-called "introverted, subtle, gentle and petty" of the Tianchen woman is probably only limited to those big families and nobles.

In order to make a living, most ordinary people will not care about the so-called vulgar etiquette that women should not show their heads.

It's better than anything else to live your life.

Xie Zhao watched while walking, and also made a pot of wine with an interesting follow-up.

However, it is a pot of sake.

In fact, in the past, her favorite was the kind of strong liquor or turbid wine that was so strong that she had no scruples.

If it's a big deal, if you get drunk, you can get rid of the drunkenness by just using luck.

But now she is no longer used to drinking turbid wine, her lungs are sick, and there is still a rare poison in the dantian, if she drinks strong wine, she will only cough uncomfortably.

Physical conditions have restricted her past love of self-discipline and lawlessness, and now she understands the truth that alcohol hurts her body.

Thinking about it like this, it is not surprising that others have looked down on her in every way in the past.

In the past, she was really frivolous, and she was so arrogant that she felt that she was omnipotent and invincible.

Look, it turns out that in just a year and a half, a person can change so much.

So big that even preferences, temperaments, and habits will change, and even appearances can be unrecognizable.

Xie Zhao chuckled and shook his head with a self-deprecating chuckle, amorous and hateful since ancient times, and good dreams are the most difficult to wake up.

She had been dreaming for seventeen years, and it was time to wake up.

(End of chapter)