Lang Hao sobbed and said the address, and finally cried tired and slept in the woman's arms.

When I woke up again, I was at home, surrounded by nervous family members.

"Daddy, where is the benefactor sister who saved the child?"

The servant said that he was found asleep at the door, and there was no trace of his benefactor.

"If it is the benefactor's daughter, Mr. Pei is too young to be qualified. ”

Lang Hao vetoed this possibility.

After that, he changed his words: "Of course, maybe the benefactor gave birth to another one later, but I don't think the benefactor will lose the child carelessly." ”

That benefactor is such a gentle and delicate existence.

If she had children, she would love them very much, how could she tolerate them being abducted by abductors?

Lang Hao said: "Extrapolated, the age of that child should be about the same as you." ”

Ling Chao: "......"

I took it.

He sighed: "What happened when I was three years old, I was still three years old, and I can still remember it until now." ”

Amazing, Xueba's world is really incompatible with him.

Ling Chao couldn't even remember how old he was in bedwetting.

Lang Hao said: "Maybe the benefactor's appearance and temperament are too recognizable, and he was extremely frightened at that time, so he remembered it deeply. ”

When he grew up a little, he went around many times in the place of his first encounter, and he didn't meet his benefactor by chance.

Coupled with his father's transfer, the family left there, and Lang Hao has not found this benefactor so far.

Ling Chao smiled: "Maybe people have moved, alas...... What kind of place is that, maybe the little master can be merciful and help you find it in the future?"

Lang Hao said: "In the city of Quzhou Port County, there is a place called 'Acacia Lane' in the city. ”

Ling Chao felt familiar when he heard it.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally found the relevant memory.

"What a coincidence, that place is the fiefdom of my master's mother, and two streets away from Acacia Lane is my mother's private residence in Chucheng. ”

As the eldest emperor, even if it is just a concubine, he also enjoys a fief to worship.

Although the fiefdom is not fruitful, it is not too poor, the security is good, and the Rouhui Changdi Ji has built a lot of private houses everywhere to facilitate the maintenance of noodles.

_(:з)∠)_

It seems that the private house near "Acacia Lane" is one of the bases for my mother's noodle head.

Ling Chao was disgusted with this at first, but later found out that his mother's face was the same as his father's outer room, and his mother would take into account his feelings and never conceived a child, but his father was different, and his illegitimate children were stringed one after another......

There is no harm without contrast.

In comparison, it is not a much annoying thing for a mother to raise a face.

The dignified Emperor Ji, the head of a country, how many noodles are raised?

If you can afford it, you can raise it, but there is still a shortage of such a pair of chopsticks at home?

Lang Hao met his benefactor by chance or on his wife's fiefdom, what a coincidence.

"For the sake of our relationship, I will write a letter to my mother in the future, so that she can pay attention to it, and I may be able to find your benefactor. ”

That's his territory, and it's much more convenient to find someone than Lang Hao.

Lang Hao nodded.

Although he didn't hold out much hope, he accepted Ling Chao's kindness.

Tianmen Academy is like a paradise hidden from the world, quiet and peaceful, while the outside world situation is changing again and again.

After the slaughter of Licheng, the homeless refugees had to drag their families on the long, arduous, and even lifeless road to escape.

After the defeat of the "Fengjia Army" retreated into Bancheng, the boss died of a heartbreak at a fragrant banquet, and everyone thought it was heaven's retribution.

The boss's greed and radicalism led to Licheng being conquered by Yan Huoluo's army, tens of thousands of people were slaughtered, and countless people were tragically implicated.

The people of the counties and villages along the road also suffered misfortunes, and the people of Bancheng were even more in danger.

As soon as the commander died, the remnants of the "Feng Family Army", whose morale was already low, had no intention of fighting, and more than 2,000 deserters in one night. It was at this time that the new coach took the position, boldly used a young man named "Duan Ganqi", and let a strange strong man named "Yan Hua" lead the troops.

The "Fengjia Army" was stationed in Bancheng and fought again with Yan Huoluo, who was catching up.

This unpromising battle did not tilt the latter completely, until Mingjin withdrew his troops, leaving thousands of enemy corpses under the city.

The board city was not broken, and the sluggish morale bottomed out.

"Everything was done as you wanted, but—still in the next place. ”

Duan Ganqi was dressed in a blue and black Confucian shirt, and there was a person sitting opposite him who was shrouded in black veil, and his figure was slightly slender.

"What's the matter?"

The man spoke, but it was a female voice with a deep voice, a little hoarse and vicissitudes.

"The 'Feng Family Army' Tiger Talisman in your hand, is it true or false?"

A hoarse smile overflowed behind the black veil.

"Nature is true. ”

"Chaoxia Prince's?"

"No, my!"

Duan Ganqi: "......"

In other words, the "tiger talisman" in the hands of the crown prince is also fake?

He suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the previous owner, and tossed for a long time, and the sample she co-authored was also fake?

"Why do you want to reuse it? After all, the real and false tiger talisman almost caused Licheng to be slaughtered before?"

The woman said, "You also said it was dangerous." There are not many people available in your hands, so you should be lucky. ”

She doesn't care about what Duan Ganqi has done, because they are "raccoon dogs".

If it weren't for Yan Huoluo's really annoying jumping, she would also attack Licheng.

“...... It's a little funny that little girl who looks like me in your mouth......"

There is no way to imitate the tiger talisman that is almost the same as the real thing......

Duan Ganqi said: "Maybe it will become a variable. ”

It's safest to take it off.

The woman heard the killing intent in Duan Ganqi's mouth, and said hoarsely: "It's also the former owner, so it's inappropriate to turn your face like this." ”

Duan Ganqi didn't bother to wrinkle his brows.

"That's what a 'former owner'. ”

Duan Ganqi was even more optimistic about Yan Huoluo's prince.

After he separated from Pei Ye and his party, he took Yan Hua to the direction of Yan Huoluo.

Unexpectedly, he was unlucky, he was put down when he stayed in a private house at night, and when he woke up, he was in prison.

The woman in front of her took out the wanted portraits of the two and gave them two paths-

Surrender or die!

"What power do you have to make me surrender?"

The woman said: "I will be the emperor of Chaoxia, the emperor who will rule the world in the future, isn't this exactly what you expect? Are you willing to die in this dark prison and let the Duan Gan clan go extinct?"

Duan Ganqi, the second and fifth boy, pretended to think about it and agreed.

Yan Hua has always listened to him.

In the battle of Bancheng Defense, Duan Ganqi did not contribute much, but was just a woman's microphone, and the arrangement of troops was completely carried out by women.

Bancheng, which should have collapsed, defended it, and the grain and grass could barely keep up with the consumption under her dispatch.

Duan Ganqi began to reconsider women.

"Before surrendering, can you tell me - your true identity?"

The woman said, "You should have guessed, why bother me to say more." ”

Bancheng is not as good as Licheng, but it can also be used to sharpen knives.

Yan Huoluo is a whetstone, and "Fengjiajun" is a rusty knife in her hand.

She will use this knife to cut down the father and son on the dragon throne with her own hands, ringing their death knell.

The woman faced the direction of the capital Xuan'an, smiling gloomily.

"You ......"