"Don't be long-winded, if you don't save it, you will die!" The woman directly pulled out the sword in her hand, aimed the tip of the sword at Lang Zhong's neck, and said fiercely, "Hurry up, don't force me!"

But that Lang Zhong obviously didn't want to save the bear and the passerby.

So, the woman took out a piece of gold and threw it on the table, then took out another dagger from her boot and threw it on the table as well, motioning for Lang to choose.

Lang Zhong stared at the woman as if he didn't want to choose. Without any hesitation, the woman directly waved the sword in her hand in the air.

A pale red blood stain appeared on Lang Zhong's neck. Before Na Langzhong could even react, he fell directly to the ground.

At this time, the woman put away the gold ingots and daggers on the table again, and then dragged Lang Zhong's body on the ground and walked towards the door.

By this time, it was already dark. No one saw what was happening here. Therefore, the woman's journey was relatively smooth.

"I had to go to that house. The woman took a deep breath and told herself that she must endure and endure again, and if she killed that Lang Zhong again, the bear would not be saved.

But the woman was afraid that Lang Zhong was the same as the person in front of her, so she directly dragged Lang Zhong who had just been killed, and wanted to give another Lang Zhong a dismount.

"Bang bell!" the woman knocked on Lang Zhong's door. When Lang Zhong gently pushed the door open and looked out of the door, the woman directly threw the corpse in her hand.

This frightened Lang Zhong half to death, and when he saw the dead man on the ground, Lang Zhong then fell to the ground, his legs shaking, and he didn't know what to do.

The woman entered the door, threw the dagger and the gold ingot at the same time, and then pointed to the bear and passerby on horseback outside the door, and gestured towards Lang Zhong.

Lang Zhong saw the bear on horseback and the passer-by, and then looked at the gold ingots and daggers in front of him, and immediately knew what was going on, so he immediately picked up the gold ingots thrown on the ground, and bowed to the woman with a smile.

The standard ninety degrees seem to be the style of the Fuso people.

The woman did not speak, but walked to the horse's side, took the bear off the horse's back, and cautiously walked up to Lang Zhong, pointing to the bear in her arms.

During the whole process, the woman did not speak, and Lang Zhong did not speak, in a place with a language barrier, it seems that people can only rely on their understanding, and words are impossible.

Lang Zhong pointed to his bed and motioned for the woman to put the bear on the bed.

So, the woman held the bear like this, let the bear's head, close to her chest, and slowly put the bear on the small bed.

Lang Zhong stretched out his hand and took the pulse of the bear.

At this time, the woman remembered that there was another person on horseback, and hurriedly turned around and removed the passer-by armor on horseback. It can be seen that the woman's concern for passerby A is obviously not as serious and attentive to the bear as she is.

But what exactly is the relationship between this woman and the bear? No one knows.

In this distant country, in a distant city, no one knew the bear, and no one knew this woman. However, if it is on the streets of Yicheng in the Qin Kingdom, someone will find that the woman next to Xiong who is looking at Xiong with affection in her eyes is named Hong Aya, who is the pavilion master of Chunmanlou.

Ever since she came into contact with the bear, Red Aya has fallen into a deep love affair with the bear and can't extricate herself.

After the bear left, Hong Aya didn't think about tea and dinner every day, and in Hong Aya's mind, it seemed that it was always the figure of the bear that reverberate. It's just that Hong Aya knows her identity, how can a Qinglou woman be qualified to pursue the love that ordinary women have.

Maybe it's because Red Aya's performance is too obvious, so several good sisters have come to ask Red Aya if she has been sick recently.

Red Aya smiled and shook her head, telling them no. It's just that no one believes it. It is also said that if a person is not sick, suddenly he can't think about tea and dinner, and he can't sleep at night, who will believe this?

A kind of sorrow, held in the heart, turns into qi, and when the qi is sad, it becomes a heart disease. Over time, Red Aya finally fell ill and collapsed on the bed and couldn't get up.

Seeing this, several sisters under Hongya hurriedly invited Langzhong to Hongyan. This man is well-informed and experienced, and after a while, he saw that Hongya was a heart disease, so he comforted Hongyan's sisters and said, "This girl is fine, she just has a heart disease." ”

"Heart disease?" After listening to Lang Zhong's words, several of Hongyan's sisters were puzzled, how could the pavilion master have heart disease?

Lang Zhong saw everyone's suspicious expressions, so he smiled and said, "Lovesickness is difficult to become sorrowful, only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals." ”

After all, she is a woman in the Qinglou, how can her EQ be generally high? As soon as these sisters of Hong Aya heard this, they immediately understood Hong Aya's thoughts, so they took Lang Zhong away, gathered around Hong Aya, and chirped and asked Aya Hong, "Which family did my sister fall in love with, and she was so soulless?"

With a slight smile on her face, she closed her lips and shook her head.

But the sisters don't seem to be willing to give up, but have been pestering the red silk. In desperation, Hong Aya had no choice but to reveal her inner world and reveal it in front of others, "Since the first day he came, I have already realized that he is different from others. He is kind, simple, and honest, although he may not be very smart, but from him, I can find a sense of belonging, as long as he is around, my heart is very down-to-earth, especially stable, you say, is this love?"

Hong Aya's words were naturally greeted by a burst of laughter from the sisters, "Yes, yes, if you like it, go to him, don't worry, the things here are all left to us, and we will definitely take care of Chunmanlou and Xianyue Pavilion." ”

However, there was no smile on Hong Aya's face, but she slowly lowered her head, gently tugged at the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and bit her lip gently, as if she was embarrassed.

"Sister Hong Aya, why don't you speak?" The sisters originally thought that Hong Aya would be happy, but when they saw Hong Aya's expression now, they were all a little puzzled.

"I" Red Ayadan's lips opened slightly, and she said softly, "I'm just a red dust woman, will he look down on me?"

As soon as these words came out, the sisters immediately accused Hong Aya: "What's wrong with the Qinglou woman? Does the Qinglou woman have to be lonely all her life? Who stipulated that a woman like us can't have a good family and can't find a good home?"

Sister Hong Aya, you are the biggest among us, and the most beautiful and thoughtful of us, do what you think in your heart, and we will support you. And we're waiting for you to set an example for us when you become one!"