People in Wuzong, the beginning of the game is full of Jiuyang magic skills

As he said that, he stared at her face, he opened his mouth to lie, but he didn't blush at all.

Wan Yankang was not clear about his origin, there were many guards in the palace, many of them he had never met, and even if he had met some, he did not know these little people.

Bao Xiruo heard it clearly. It turned out that he also had such a sad experience. He became an orphan at the age of ten, wandered outside for five years, and was finally taken in by the people in the palace. Now he has fulfilled Brother Tie's last wish to find her and her. Kanger.

Thinking of Lin Simu's life experience, she also guessed that he must have been humiliated all these years.

Thinking of this, Bao Xiruo couldn't help feeling her nose a little sour, and the eyes she looked at Lin Simu softened a lot.

She is a mother, and she has a different feeling for this boy who is about the same age as her son.

I don't know if it's pity?then what?

"Master, what happened to the old man's wife and son you mentioned?"

Wanyan Kang was confused for a while, but felt that Lin Simu seemed to know his mother.

Seeing Wanyan Kang here, Lin Simu couldn't explain too much, and gave him a stern look: "It's none of your business."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to Bao Xiruo and said, "Aunt Bao, I'm leaving now, kid. You can't be sad anymore, you understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out of the room.

Bao Xiruo stared at Lin Simu's back, and didn't know what to say when the words came to his lips, so he let him go.

Lin Simu walked out of the room, pulled his body up into the air, and took a step forward, already ten feet away.

"What a handsome lightness skill."

Seeing Lin Simu's elegant lightness work again, Wanyan Kang couldn't help praising him.

Immediately, he thought of the conversation between his mother and Lin Simu again. He hurriedly walked up to her and squatted down, staring at his mother's delicate face, and asked, "Mother, do you know Lin Simu? What did he say about the old wife and son?" what happened?"

Bao Xiruo put his left hand on his son's back, gently touched his son's head with his right hand, and sighed, "Lin Simu's parents know me, we are old friends, but I lost contact when I came to the palace later."

"Ah? So that's the case, so Lin Simu and I can be regarded as family brothers?"

"Yes."

"Then mother, can you let Lin Simu teach me kung fu? I didn't know that he was reminiscing with my mother just now, and then he offended him. I'm afraid he won't teach me kung fu again in the future."

Wanyan Kang said with a wry smile.

He sighed in his heart, it's really unlucky, just said something bad about that kid, but it was overheard.

"Huh? But he might not listen to me." Bao Xiruo exclaimed in surprise.

She didn't know what kind of adventures this Lin Simu had, from a farmer's son to a palace guard, and now to the status of a peerless master.

Then thinking of that one-night stand with him, her pretty face flushed slightly.

"I will definitely listen to you. Mother, you are his elder. Now that his parents are dead, you can be regarded as his only elder? Why don't you speak good words for me, mother?"

Wanyan Kang grabbed his mother's jade hand, rubbed his head in her embrace, and said coquettishly.

Bao Xiruo burst into laughter: "Okay, I promise you, I will tell him next time I see him."

"Hey, thank you mother, mother is still the most beautiful when she smiles, can you stop being sad in the future? If you are sad, my son will be even more sad."

Seeing his mother's beautiful smile like a flower, Wanyan Kang couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Bao Xiruo forced a smile.

Wanyan Kang laughed brightly, buried his head in his mother's arms, and stayed with her all the time.

Chapter 31 Nan Murong, Show Up

Lin Simu flew out of the palace at the speed of light, and walked on the streets of Zhongdu, feeling a little melancholy.

I thought I could collect the food today, but Wanyan Kang appeared on the way, interrupting his desire to relive that night again...

I don't know when I can say goodbye to her and get married?

The streets were full of people, Lin Anmu walked for a while, his stomach growled, and he found a luxurious restaurant on the side of the road and went in.

"Guest officer, how many are you?"

A waiter in a green shirt, a small blue cap on his head, and a piece of white cloth over his left shoulder greeted a customer immediately, and shouted with a smile on his face.

"Only me."

Lin Simu responded, and looked into the entire restaurant with his head, and saw that the decoration inside was very luxurious, with carved beams and painted buildings, and there were more than a dozen tables inside.

At this moment, the seats are almost full of guests. Seeing the attire of these people, all of them are high-ranking officials and dignitaries. They are either rich or noble.

"Good."

The waiter in the shop responded, and quickly led Lin Simu to the only empty table and sat down. This position happened to be facing the gate, and he could clearly see the endlessly flowing street outside.

"Bring me all the most expensive food and drinks here."

Lin Simu sat down and shouted richly.

"Good."

The waiter in the shop saw that this guy was dressed richly, and he knew that he might be a foreigner again, so he would definitely make a big killing.

Soon.

A dazzling array of food was served on the table, Lin Simu picked up a jar of wine and poured it into a bowl, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Immediately, a pungent taste spread through the mouth. This wine is brewed rice wine, and it tastes very refreshing.

Lin Simu drank and ate meat openly.

It was a lot of fun.

It can be regarded as experiencing the feeling of Wu Song.

at this time.

Five men and one woman walked into the restaurant in unison, led by a 27-year-old man, with a face like a crown jade, personable, unrestrained and elegant, holding a folding fan in his hand.

Beside this man, there is a woman on the left and right, her face is as flawless as carefully carved facial features, her slender figure and long hair in a shawl reflect a pure and sacred atmosphere, a rich fragrance of spirit.

"Murong Fu?"

Lin Simu was sitting at the door, just in time to see the faces of six people coming in, his pupils shrank suddenly, this handsome man was the famous Nan Murong, people in the Jianghu said that Nan Murong and North Qiao Feng were both peerless masters of martial arts.

And that girl was his cousin Wang Yuyan.

The other four men beside him are the four great generals under Rong Murong Fu's subordinates, namely: Qingyun Village owner Deng Baichuan, Chixia Village owner Gong Yegan, Jinfeng Village owner Bao Budong, and Xuanshuang Village owner Feng Chao'e.

"Guest officer, how many are you?"

The waiter in the shop saw another distinguished guest coming to the door, and greeted him with a smile.

"Can't you see? The six of us, quickly pack up a table and come out."

A skinny, tall, middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe, with drooping eyebrows, a sickly face, and a hostile look, he yelled at the waiter with a stern face.

This person is Bao BuTong, the third child among the generals in the family, known as Mr. Bao San.

"Six people? Please wait for a while, because the shop is full."

Seeing that these people had extraordinary demeanor, and this person was vicious, he couldn't help showing apologetic expression, and said embarrassingly.

Because the business in the store is booming at this time, there is no extra space for them.

"What did you say? Let us wait?"

Bao BuTong frowned, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a white-clothed boy occupying a table in front of him, pointed at him and said, "Let that boy go to another place to make a table, and give us this seat."

"This?" The shop clerk scratched his head, showing embarrassment: "Guest officer, is this not good? They came first."

Seeing that Bao DiTong made things difficult for the waiter in the shop, Wang Yuyan said softly, "Forget it, Brother Bao, since he came first, let's just wait a while."

Her voice is as beautiful and intoxicating as a yellow warbler.

At this moment, a man in black with a thin figure, a mustache, and a fierce expression ignored the waiter, walked quickly to Lin Simu's table, took out a bag of silver from his pocket, and pressed it down with a bang. After sitting on the table, he said coldly: "Boy, please go and sit somewhere else."

This person is the fourth son of the four great generals.

The plate of wine and dishes on the table also trembled with his touch, and was almost knocked over by his powerful force.

Lin Simu frowned slightly, and at this moment the chopsticks holding the beef also paused, ignoring the turmoil at the table, just staring sideways at the waiter, and said softly: "Brother, what's going on? Is there any reason to ask the guests to leave?"

Seeing this, the waiter's face turned pale, and he was sweating profusely for a moment. Seeing that these two big men looked fierce and looked like they were not easy to provoke, he really didn't dare to offend them.

So he hurriedly walked to Lin Simu's table, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, why don't you share the table with the guests over there and let them?"

As he spoke, he pointed to a table not far away, where two literati were sitting at the table, discussing common knowledge about literature with relish.

Lin Simu's hand holding the chopsticks froze slightly when he heard this, and then he slowly put the beef into his mouth, chewing slowly with no expression on his face, and said: "Shop er, we have to be careful in everything we do. Don’t you think I’m easy to bully just because I’m alone?”

At the end, his tone was a little stiff.

"This?"

Hearing this, the waiter in the shop couldn't help wiping the cold sweat off his brow, and smiled embarrassedly: "No, no, I just asked you to change the table, it's harmless, and please don't embarrass me."

Murong Fu stared at Lin Simu teasingly with piercing eyes, and shook his folding fan slightly, the breeze brushed against his handsome cheeks, revealing his aristocratic temperament.

However, he did not come out to stop his subordinates.

Wang Yuyan frowned slightly, but hesitated to speak.

Lin Simu's heart was not disturbed, he raised his head and drank the wine bowl, and then lifted the wine jar and poured a bowl of wine, and said coldly: "If you don't change it, what should you do?"

The waiter in the shop showed embarrassment, and then looked at Feng Bao'e with a hint of apology, signaling to the customer that there was nothing he could do about it.

A sullen look appeared on Feng Bo'e's face, and he wanted to make a move.

Bao BuTong rushed over quickly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a steel knife was slapped on the table suddenly.

"boom!"

The whole table trembled, and the dishes and wine bottles on it were shaken to this side, and even some dishes on the side of the table fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

The crisp sound of broken bowls immediately caught the attention of the surrounding guests. They looked over curiously, and saw that two big men were putting pressure on a young man. They couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled. Come out and stop.

A trace of ferocity flashed in Bao BuTong's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Today, if you don't give in, you have to give in."

Chapter 32 Rong'er, You Treat Me So Kindly

Lin Simu frowned slightly, and gently placed the hand holding the wine bowl on the table, staring up at Bao BuTong's ugly face, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he stretched out his arm and pointed at the bag opposite him, and the strength of his fingers gradually gathered.

When Wang Yuyan saw the young man raising his hand, a trace of surprise flashed in his beautiful eyes. Could it be that he could finger something?

But seeing that he is only seventeen or eighteen years old?And he is about five or six feet away from Third Brother Bao, even a second- and third-rate martial artist can't hurt people like this?

"Oh, everyone has something to discuss, don't hurt your peace."

At this moment, a beautiful girl in a white shirt bypassed Murong Fu and the others from outside the inn, and quickly ran to Lin Simu's side.

I saw that her skin was as white as snow, her complexion was absolutely beautiful, she was unstoppable, she was unparalleled in beauty, it was Huang Rong.

"Rong'er?"

Seeing Huang Rong's appearance, Lin Simu's eyes flashed with surprise.

"I said Brother Mu, if they want a position, let's give it to them, why bother arguing with them?"

Huang Rong rushed to Lin Simu's side and pulled his raised arm down.

When Lin Simu saw Huang Rong, he couldn't stop smiling, and said softly, "Rong'er, I miss you so much."

Saying such straightforward words in public.

Huang Rong's pretty face blushed slightly, and she gave Lin Simu a vicious look, stretched out her white hand and pinched his waist, and said in a low voice: "Brother Mu, the Rong'er you bullied is so miserable, if you think about it Is it slipping like this?"

Since she had sex with him last night.

She hated him so much that she even wanted to tear him into pieces, and then she waited outside the palace for him to come out to explain things clearly.

Then I saw him fly out of the palace with a gloomy expression, so I followed him all the time to see what he wanted to do.

It turned out that he went into a restaurant and got into an argument with others, and those people seemed to be famous people. Although she hated him for taking her without permission, if Brother Lin was hurt, she would Feeling an inexplicable heartache, she slipped in to help him solve this trouble.

Feeling the flesh around his waist gradually twisting, Lin Simu grimaced in pain and said in a low voice, "Rong'er, are you willing to hurt me?"

"Hmph, why am I reluctant?" Huang Rong pouted her lips and pulled Lin Simu away to prevent him from having conflicts with this group of people again.