Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 37 Young owner, I will bet on you to support you 37
Mu Linger stopped the carriage.

Yuan Lang caught up with the carriage in front of him in three steps and two steps in parallel, "Senior sister, wait."

The driver quickly reined in his horse, Shen Ronghua poked his head out of the window, "What's wrong with Yuan Lang?"
"Miss Mu is unwell, and you must take care of her."

Shen Ronghua: "." I know it's not that simple.

She said helplessly to Song Qingxiu: "Brother Song, I'll go and have a look."

Song Qingxiu nodded lightly.

As soon as the girl left, the man's eyes darkened slightly, and the smell belonging to her in the carriage gradually faded. He took a deep breath and felt a little empty, like a point that could never be touched through bones and flesh and blood. .

The furnishings in the carriage have not changed. The blanket was bought by the girl, and she lost the blood-stained blanket before. She said that she had thought about it before, but now she suddenly remembered it when she saw the carriage.

On the small table were snacks brought out by Zhuangzi, and the girl had a few words of praise before.

And some dried fruit.

Unfortunately, before he could eat some, he was called away.

Really annoying.

The girl could have stayed with him all the time.

It's really unpleasant.

The man was lazily leaning on the cushion, with a sleepy expression, drooping brows and eyes, and a sense of gloom for no reason.

After a while, the tips of his ears moved slightly, and when he heard familiar footsteps, he immediately sat up straight.

Bright light filtered through the curtain, and the girl's little face appeared, "Brother Song, I have to be over there. Let's have lunch together later."

Song Qingxiu responded lightly, and said, "Take some snacks, you like them."

Shen Ronghua immediately beamed, and happily left with his snacks in his arms.

Yuan Lang drove the carriage past those in front, and Song Qingxiu fell behind them.

The man leaned lazily again, raised his hand, and Ying Shisan appeared.

"Say." Song Qingxiu didn't have the slightest intention to hide his emotions.

"Mu Ling'er's body is not in need of care, and she didn't let Miss Shen into the carriage."

The man sneered, with a hostility rising between his brows, "Since he is sick, he should look sick."

Ying Shisan trembled all over, "Yes."

Afterwards, the man seemed to have thought of something, and added: "We will attack after the martial arts competition."

He didn't want the girl to really take care of someone along the way.

In the past two days, Mu Ling'er has obviously felt much stronger. She used to have to breathe for a long time just to lose her temper. Now she can lose her temper whenever she wants. She has never been so happy.

Shen Ronghua held snacks and fed Yuan Lang and Jin Ling from time to time. After getting along for a long time, she liked these two children from the bottom of her heart.

They are all good seedlings of darts.

For more than 30 miles, because of Mu Linger, it took seven days to stop and go. During this period, no new tasks were triggered, and Shen Ronghua couldn't help but feel sorry.

The martial arts competition is held at the top of Qingshan Temple, surrounded by peaks, only the top of the mountain is flat, and the land is vast, suitable for heroes from all walks of life to gather together.

After arriving at the destination, Mu Ling'er's family had already arranged for someone to take care of her. No matter how reluctant she was to leave, she had to leave.

Of course, she just doesn't want to let go of the handsome Song Gongzi.

"Ronghua, since you're here, why don't you go join in the fun with me?" Song Qingxiu was in such a good mood, and the person who was an eyesore and an obstacle finally left.

"I haven't received a hero card." There are more than a thousand disciples in the Qingshan Temple, and the competition is approaching. They are divided into several teams and guarded at each intersection, very strictly.

(End of this chapter)