"Brother Yang has great powers, it must be no problem for him to come out!" Ling'er was full of confidence.

Zi Xin guessed something from Ling'er's expression, and asked meaningfully, "Who is the 'Brother Yang' you are talking about?"

Ling'er immediately blushed and said, "He'...... He is also a native of Yixingmen. ”

"Do you have something to hide from me?" Zi Xin finally smiled.

"I'm not going to hide it from you, I just haven't found a chance to tell you yet. Ling'er explained.

"Then tell me quickly!" Zi Xin asked expectantly.

"That's not a rush. Let's talk about you first!Where did the hall master go?" Ling'er asked.

Zi Xin's delicate face collapsed again. She frowned and said, "He made a special trip to explain the layout of the venue." After explaining the word, he went down the mountain. ”

"He's rushing to the Taihang faction, right? Zixin, don't think about it. The martial arts conference is coming, and he must be busy as the hall master of Yixingmen!" Ling'er comforted her.

"No, I believe in my feelings. Zi Xin lowered his eyes and said.

Ling'er thought to herself: "Zixin's feeling has never been wrong. Could it be that something unpleasant happened on Heng Mountain back then that the man didn't want to face it?"

"No matter what, he will follow the martial arts factions to Heng Mountain again tomorrow, right?" Ling'er continued to comfort Zi Xin.

"But I always felt like I would never see him again. Zixin is not optimistic.

"I'll definitely let you meet again!" Ling'er assured again.

At this time, Ling'er was only worried that Zi Xin had recognized the wrong person. How can you be sure that he is the man back then? Originally, Ling'er had already determined that the man was the deceased killer Feixing of the Flying Gang. If it is said that Feixing is not dead, it is possible, but how can the former killer of the Feitian Gang be the hall master of Yixingmen?

Neither of them spoke for the rest of the day.

After a long time, Zi Xin spoke again: "I've waited for so many years, and I don't care about waiting any longer." I'm sure you'll help me!"

Ling'er nodded vigorously.

Ling'er also figured it out. It doesn't matter if the hall master is the man back then, as long as Zi Xin thinks he is, it's fine. And all he has to do is to find the hall master and let Zixin meet him again.

"Don't mention me, let's talk about your sweetheart!" Zi Xin looked at Ling'er meaningfully.

Ling'er's face was slightly red, and she lowered her head shyly.

"Let me guess which young talent it is!" Zi Xin pretended to think.

Ling'er secretly glanced at Zi Xin. I hope she can guess it, but I don't want her to guess it right at once.

"It's the tall, thin man in Xuanyi, right?" Zi Xin smiled.

She and Ling'er returned to the hall and saw the man again. After seeing the other party's appearance, she was sure that the man was not her savior. And the interaction between the other party and Ling'er did not escape her eyes.

"How did you guess it at once?" Ling'er was a little unwilling.

"You two eyebrows, so obvious......" Zi Xin covered her mouth and smiled.

"How can there be eyebrows?" Ling'er hurriedly argued.

"When you go back with the osmanthus cake, didn't he look at you? That glance is full of tenderness!" Zi Xin smiled.

"That's just a very ordinary glance!" Ling'er said. She knew that with Uncle Ji by her side, Brother Yang would be in control.

"That's what you're used to. Zixin couldn't hide her envy.

Ling'er thought about it. I don't know when Brother Yang's eyes changed when he looked at him. Every time she looked at Brother Yang, she could feel that sweet happiness.

And the way you look at him, let alone that. Zi Xin teased.

Ling'er's face was flushed with shame.

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