Xinghe raised his eyes and looked at Weng Ran, "Yo~ It's not dark yet, you little scholar is going to come and get one, the slave family really can't bear it~"

Crispy, crispy Weng Ran's legs are soft, listen to what kind of tiger and wolf words this is, it actually comes from the mouth of such a young woman, it is really not ancient in the world~

The other party had already floated out, bullied and pressed half of Weng Ran's arm, rubbing back and forth, "Little scholar, what do you want to do? There are any styles here in the slave family~" The person spoke, and his movements were not honest, sticking to Weng and then turning around in a circle, the person came to the front of him again, and fell into his arms.

Weng Ran reached out and hugged the beauty's back with interest, and the other party's fingers were pointing in circles in front of him, "Does the little scholar like hot, or serious, does he want the kind of old ordinary people who can't chew it, or the kind of person who can get a ha~"

Weng Ran reminded himself again in his heart that he was here to polish the manuscript and come to a serious place.

With a lift of his hand, he helped Xinghe up, and the other party turned around beautifully, leaning on the horizontal table without bones, "Or do you say that the little scholar likes to be mixed and half, and he has to eat it again~"

"Just want the kind that is both fragrant and colorful. "Weng Ran is also a cheeky person.

Xinghe Jiao laughed, "Tsk, I really didn't expect Xiaoshu to grow a talent, but it's so inferior~, but ~Lord Ben likes it~"

Chao Weng Ran threw a wink, his clothes were flying, and the person was already sitting back in his place, "Just hand over this little scholar to Qingmeng, he is our first here~ Definitely make the little scholar satisfied." ”

"Thank you. ”

Bidding farewell to Xinghe, Weng Ran was led by the little guy and walked inside, until he came to the last room, Weng Ran looked up along the little guy's string, this thing that called the door was actually a blasphemous clothes, for a while, Weng Ran really suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

But she was not given a chance to regret it, the door was opened, and the little girl was already invited.

Weng Ran had no choice but to accept his fate, the little guy was quite competent to close the door, a few pairs of white yarn, a tall figure behind the veil, adding incense to the incense burner, closing the lid, five fingers swept back and forth, Weng Ran seemed to smell the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Please. ”

"Thank you. Weng Ran sat down cross-legged on the cushion behind the short table, and the tea was ready, and the heat was thick.

"Jin Zhemei, I don't know if it's in line with the taste of the guest official. "The sound is as faint as snow.

Weng Ran picked up the teacup and sniffed it, took a sip and put it down, "I don't know about tea, I have never picked, I am afraid that I will waste your good intentions." ”

"Heh~ It's okay. ”

Weng Ran took out the manuscript that he had worked hard to write all night, "This business, you and Your Excellency will take a look at it first, and then decide whether to accept it or not." ”

I was about to get up and send the manuscript over, only to feel a breeze blowing in my hand, and then I saw that it was empty, and in a blink of an eye, the corner of the white yarn slowly fell, and the figure behind the yarn was reading carefully.

"Liang Shui bravely fought the Eight Demons, this story is familiar. ”

Weng Ran didn't say anything, the man had already changed the next one, "Skillfully save the surname Liu, righteous brothers, this story is also familiar." ”

After reading three pieces of paper, he leaned over to the incense burner and waved his hand to his nose to send incense, "Vulgar, vulgar is unbearable." ”

Weng Ran didn't originally want to write any good stories, she did it to slander, "The pen power is limited, I don't know if Your Excellency is willing to accept this business?"

"Most of the books I have written with fragrant ~ Yan ~ have only entered the eyes of the lower ninth-rate people, and I am afraid that they will not meet your expectations for writing this story. ”

Weng Ran shook his head with a smile, "Most of the people in this world are ninth-rate. "Book six

"Business can be accepted, but I don't know how you get paid?"

"A piece of defensive clothing. ”

"Heh~ deal. ”

Weng Ran took out Liu Mei'er's defensive treasure robe, put it on the table and got up, "I hope it won't be long before I can read your masterpiece." ”

"Three days later. ”

"Farewell. ”

"Farewell officer. ”

The door opened, and Weng Ran was teased by the galaxy at the top of the stairs for a few more words before leaving, although this thing was done very despicably, but as long as it could shake a single hair of the old thief, it was worth it!

After releasing the horses, she had no intention of staying overnight in this crane city, she had already seen enough of the cold face, went out of the city gate, rushed back to Xuzhou overnight, returned the horses and changed back to dress, and went to Wuge.

Walking on the road, and hearing the sound of joyful music, Weng Ran turned his head to look, looking at the red column, and couldn't help but think that on the day he first came, he bumped into that fool in such a scene, and the groom official was beaming with joy and smiling honestly.

Xi Candy came, Weng Ran reached out to take it, but his pupils trembled, and Xi Tang fell off with his fingertips.

The tall horse covered his vision, Weng Ran hurriedly squeezed to the side, behind the crowd opposite, a person was leaving with the crowd on his back, among the people rushing over in this swarm, it was particularly conspicuous, but what made Weng Ran pay attention was that face.

Squeezed out of the crowd, quickly caught up, came to the fork in the road, turned his head to see the lock again, and saw the man's footsteps paused, his head slightly sideways, as if he had noticed, and quickly got into the alley next to him.

Weng Ran sped up and chased into the narrow alley, and a fishy smell came to his nose, but the figure of the person was gone.

Stopped for a while, his eyes were looking around in the narrow alley, his ears suddenly moved, he turned around and shot out, the sound of blades colliding sounded in his ears, Weng Ran had already raised his foot and kicked it, and the moonlight had not had time to catch the shadow of this foot.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", Weng Ran landed on the ground, his figure chased after him, and the sound of death fell again, pointing straight at the person who drew a long distance on the ground, Weng Ran looked down at the rickety person, and the sound of death slowly pushed the face towards the ground up, and raised his eyebrows, and he was not mistaken.

The other party stared at her with cold eyes, with distinct blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his face was still dirty.

"Why are you here?"

The other party frowned slightly, there was a little dazed in his eyes, and the slightest change in his expression was clearly seen by Weng Ran, and he was puzzled for a while, and couldn't help but look at the person in front of him carefully, and suddenly remembered something, even she herself was a little surprised, "You are not Shi Keke!"

When the words fell, without waiting for the other party to answer, he shook his head again, and said to himself, "Or, you are Shi Keke!"

I can't help but recall that when this sister spent on the round platform, my sister was tall, and my sister was slightly plump, and I sent Shi Keke back to my residence that day, and I thought about her plump body, which is indeed incomparable to Manman, but I didn't think about it, it was actually a tanuki for the prince!

What a guts!

Weng Ran looked at the sister who was still silent, but thought of another possibility, "Your breath is not smooth, you are seriously sluggish, you should have suffered internal injuries, and your left leg is slightly lame when walking, could it be that this is all given to you by your good sister." ”

Seeing the person under the sword, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he closed his lips tighter, Weng Ran knew that he had guessed correctly.

"You're such a good sister. As she spoke, she put away her dead voice, and the other party looked at her suspiciously, but did not move.

"Don't you want revenge?"