"I said Suba, at this time, you better say a few words, it's not easy for our brothers to get to this point, what kind of emotions are you making?" Chang Gengjie hurriedly pulled Suba, who was getting hotter and hotter.

Li Xiyun also came to persuade: "Seventh brother, Suba, you two calm down, it's normal for brothers to disagree and have a little conflict, but you don't have to be so stiff, right?"

"No matter what, the Wood Gathering Gang is my brainchild, and I will never allow anyone to destroy it, not even myself!"

"Alright, Suba, calm down, the Wood Gathering Gang still needs you. ”

"Luo Pan, let's go, you, send me back to Qibao Zhai. ”

After speaking, Hong Qi strode out of the tea room without looking back.

Luo Pan sighed, and reluctantly followed behind, leaving the other three people with blank faces, and the brothers outside who didn't know what was going on.

The night is already a little cool, and the early autumn breeze is blowing in your face.

It caressed the persistent, strong love in Hong Qi's heart, as well as the hot blood boiling in his arteries.

The ruthlessness and coldness that he had worked so hard to pretend had disappeared the moment he went out.

Hong Qi stopped his steps, waited for Luo Pan to follow, saw his appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and spoke first with a smile: "Ah Pan, isn't it hateful that way I looked in the tea room?"

Hearing the word "A Pan", Luo Panshan remembered the night and the battle in Qianzi City, when they were about to die in battle, his mood suddenly surged, and he seemed to vaguely guess Hong Qi's purpose, squeezed his fist, and said happily: "Of course, I can't wait to beat you down with one punch!" However, I also know that you are definitely not that kind of person, maybe you have other plans, or other hardships, otherwise, you are not worthy of being my brother in life and death!"

Hong Qi smiled, gave him a light punch, and said, "Anyway, your kid is cheap, how about accompanying me to the Yama Palace?"

"Accompanied!"

Luo Pan laughed, put his big hand on Hong Qi's shoulder, and supported each other all the way, listening to the song that Hong Qi sang to him.

A song he's never heard before:

People are helplessly whirling in the storm like wind and sand

Tiredness must also go around, helpless rushing, helpless turning

Flying sand in the wind in the wind, hey, hey, in the wind, in the storm

Helplessly, I kept burying a few paragraphs of grace, and there were a few grievances left, hey, hey, hey, hey

The flying sand wind is turning, hey, hey, hey, the flying sand wind is transiting, and the years are disappearing

...................................................................................................

"Ah Pan, our brotherhood will be recounted later!"

Sitting on Luo Pan's horse, Hong Qi patted him on the shoulder, and blurted out such a sentence.

He was worried that when he arrived at the head of Yunwei Mountain Villa, he would not have the opportunity to say this sentence again, so he held back his ...... It's so uncomfortable!

After hearing this, Luo Pan held Hong Qi's small hand on his shoulder with his backhand and nodded.

It's all in plain sight......

The two of them did not hide their whereabouts at all, but they went straight all the way and entered the Weaver Girl Street very smoothly, which was very puzzling.

What's going on here?

The two of them rode their horses all the way, and in this extraordinary period when the firewood gathering gang could kill at any time, Yunwei Villa would at least put a few more eyeliners nearby.

Seeing that Hong Qi and they are menacing, they don't seem to be good people, why should someone come up and ask?

When they found the end of the street on Valentine's Day, to be precise, after entering Zhao Shanhe's private house, they knew what had happened.