[Covered Rain] The world of peaches and plums

Cursing and scolding, Qiu Yingrong still won't do anything to force Yunrong to return to the Angry Shark Gang, at least until she makes up a decent reason for her disappearance...

'The current situation is not too bad, at least she hasn't done such a thing as running with her child. Qiu Yingrong comforted herself silently, feeling much better, "Cao Muliang is planning to open a restaurant recently, why don't you go and teach the cooks there. By the way, if someone asks your name, you can just make up a name." "Although the possibility is very small, it would be bad if someone from the Nusha Gang went there to eat and recognized Yun Rong, "Why don't you change your face and hide thoroughly if you want to."

Yunrong: ... I feel that Senior Sister, you have a lot of experience.

In fact, Qiu Yingrong, who has no experience at all, suggested (suddenly) suggested (slowly) the younger sister with enthusiasm, and was about to walk back to the hermit mountain to continue practicing. On the way, she passed a carriage and suddenly felt a pang in her heart. A strange feeling.

It seems that there is an innate master...

Nowadays, there are quite a few innate masters in the Jianghu, but they are not Chinese cabbages that can be seen everywhere, and many of them are still in the magician's palace. The carriage just now was decorated simply, it is by no means the style of the magician's palace, Yingrong's long-lost curiosity Being attracted, he turned around and followed the carriage, wanting to see if there was a chance to exchange ideas.

This should be a common thought of children who are new to the rivers and lakes. If there is no burden of family feud, she should be such a young heroine.

The people in the car are not ordinary people, and the driver of the car is naturally not an ordinary driver. He naturally found the people walking along the way, and speeded up the car bit by bit, but he didn't expect that the distance of the people following did not change at all. Only then did he feel a little flustered, knowing that he had met a master.

"Master?" He asked tentatively.

A low voice came from the car, "Stop."

The coachman stopped the carriage obediently without any doubt.

"I don't know what advice you have to teach me?" The person in the car asked loudly.

Qiu Yingrong, who was still a little bit eager to try, immediately turned dark when she heard this voice, and turned around and left.

"Master, that woman is gone."

"Woman..." The person in the car frowned, suddenly had a guess in his mind, and immediately flew out, "Yingrong!"

This person is Gan Luo.

Qiu Yingrong stopped in her tracks, turned around, and wanted to deal with it as before, but when she saw Gan Luo's appearance, she blurted out: "What happened to you?"

The person in front of him didn't have the same beautiful appearance as that day, he was dressed in simple and simple clothes, his complexion was a little pale, and he seemed to have suffered serious injuries.

"It's a long story." Gan Luo smiled wryly.

Qiu Yingrong sized him up again, and based on the rumors about Qian Luoshan's surrender to the Magician's Palace a few days ago, he made some guesses: "How is Fang Yeyu's martial arts?"

"I'm afraid Yingrong will be disappointed. I didn't fight the little magician directly." Gan Luo stretched out his hand and made an invitation gesture, "If Yingrong doesn't dislike it, why don't we talk in the carriage."

"I hate it." Qiu Yingrong refused bluntly, "Since the little magician didn't make a move... Did you fall into the hands of a woman?"

Gan Luo: ...

"It looks like this. Is it romantic to die under the peony flower?"

Gan Luo smiled wryly again, "Yingrong, don't run on me. I, Gan Luo, have played a lot of tricks and tricks in my life. Today's end is my retribution."

"You deceive women's feelings so that they become tools for you to drive. Now being deceived by a woman is also retribution." Qiu Yingrong said coldly.

"What Yingrong said is true." Gan Luo sighed, "I did it myself."

"Did you kill the woman who lied to you?"

"Since I did it myself, how can I blame Yan Mei?"

Qiu Yingrong didn't smile this time, a strange look appeared on her face, as if she was meeting Gan Luo for the first time.

"I don't believe that I would do this either." Gan Luo said, "But it's not impossible. In fact, every time I abandoned those women before, I felt very painful in my heart."

"It's hard for me to change my mind about you, so don't you say such stupid things anymore, okay?" Qiu Yingrong walked towards the carriage, "Although it's disgusting, but if you have a good drink for me, I think I'd still like to be in your carriage. Stay up for a while."

Gan Luo laughed.

"Where is your car going?"

"Flower Street." Gan Luo said with a smile, "The Flower Street where Qi Changzheng hosted the banquet."

"What is that?" Qiu Yingrong, who hadn't asked about Jianghu for a long time, frowned, "Is Huajie the place where brothels gather?"

"..."

A man in a black hat was walking along the official road with a knife on his back. Behind him was a woman in a long pink dress who was trotting and trying to catch up with him.

"Slow down!" she yelled, but suddenly lost her balance and was about to fall to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the man appeared beside her, holding her arm to prevent her from falling.

"I won't take you there."

His voice was so cold that it was impossible to believe that anyone could change his decision.

"Obviously you said that you would always walk with me!" the woman said unconvinced.

"That's because I thought..." A bit of embarrassment appeared on the man's face, "I thought you were a man!"

"But I was a woman at that time, did I hold you back?"

This couple is naturally Feng Han and Ji Chuanchuan. They were traveling around, but they overheard the news that Qi Changzheng hosted a banquet to fight the magician's palace. At first, Ji Chuanchuan also wanted to follow, but because of accidental exposure of the woman's identity, and then...

Feng Han, who had a bit of machismo, planned to get rid of her and set out on his own.

"You don't have to take me with you, but that guy surnamed Qi made the scene so big, I don't believe I can't find out the location, so I'll go by myself!" Ji Chuanchuan said angrily.

"Whatever you want." Feng Han glared at her coldly. From what he knew of her, although she was headstrong, she valued filial piety the most, and would definitely not let her father send a white-haired man to a black-haired one.

As expected, Himekawa was speechless, his eyes flushed.

Feng Han let go of the hand that was holding her, turned around and left.

"Hey, wait a minute, hello!"

Ji Chuanchuan ran two more steps, tilted his body, and accidentally fell to the ground.

This time Feng Han didn't come to help her.

She was angry and anxious in her heart, and she couldn't help crying as she watched the back that was fading away.

"I like you, do you know that, bastard!"

How much she wished she still had the strength to shout these words now, but nothing came out of her throat except for the more rapid breaths from crying.

"I like you, Feng Han..."

People who go far away can no longer hear it.

Ji Chuanchuan stood up slowly, wiped his tears vigorously, and made a new decision in his heart.

Zhang Pan felt a little surprised when he saw the pigeons from Guangsha Palace.

She is now on the way to the capital with Li Ruohai, and Feng Xinglie went to fight against the magician's palace after hearing about the famous banquet.

"Did something happen?" Li Ruohai asked earnestly.

Unfolding the letter paper, Zhang Pan scanned all ten lines at a glance, and heaved a sigh of relief, "It's nothing, a child I taught before asked me for help."

"Is it troublesome?"

"It's not troublesome." Zhang Pan whistled, and a falcon with all-black fur flew over from the bow. It was a special tool for her and Lao Yan to pass messages.

"I'll probably trouble Yingrong a bit this time."

"Is that the disciple with the highest martial arts you mentioned?" Li Ruohai asked.

Zhang Pan thought for a while, "It used to be, now..." Her eyes turned to the direction of the boat, as if she could see the destination of the trip.

"Now, it's not necessarily the case."

Fanghua, Fanghua, you who can't even be found by Lao Yan, how far have you grown?

"You're worried." Gently holding the hand of the person in front of him, Li Ruohai showed worry.

"I should trust my disciples, but I'm not good at this." Zhang Pan said, "I'm worried whether Yingrong has really let go of her hatred, whether Yunrong can find her place, and I'm also worried ...Worried about whether Fanghua has not changed her original intention."

"You've always been like this." Li Ruohai said helplessly, "Now even I worry with you."

Zhang Pan burst out laughing, "This is another love story that Lie Zhenbei taught you."

"He taught it, but it's really from my heart."

Zhang Pan's face turned red again.

Cao Muliang, the captain of the ship who has been watching and neglected all the time: ... what does it mean that you two are blushing when you say a few words of love at your age?

"This is for you." Li Ruohai took out a small package and handed it to Zhang Pan.

Zhang Pan opened it and saw that it was an emerald green hairpin. Jade was fine jade, but it was made by laymen.

"Do you still remember that year when you accompanied me to attack Fang Shengkui? I made it with the jade Ruyi among the spoils."

He said it lightly, but Zhang Pan still caught that shyness.

"Help me put it on?" She said with a smile.

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