"Be afraid, mother, be afraid, mother, Huo'er is afraid." Huo'er is really amazing. He expresses his aggrieved expression vividly, and those phoenix eyes that can speak, are so clear.
In a blink of an eye, the love of all the uncles and aunties present was mobilized again.
Xiao Rou even kicked the captain in the bearded face, "You bully, bully a little baby, are you still a fucking man?"
The corner of Murong Ming's mouth kept twitching, and he pulled Xiao Rou off with an angry face. He kept shouting, "Sister-in-law, calm down, calm down." He repeatedly accused her to stop her from being angry.
"Don't drag this person down yet." Murong Ming turned around, glared at the team members who were setting up the checkpoints, and scolded them with the face of a late wife.
"Yes, it's the young city lord, yes." Who dared to say any more nonsense? Several people came forward, hurriedly pulled the half-dead captain with a beard, and crawled back.
Xiao Rou said to everyone gently, "It's okay, it's okay, let's get over it. Let's go, let's go."
"Thank you, miss."
"Thanks."
The ordinary people who picked vegetables, went to the market, delivered goods, and sold small commodities breathed a sigh of relief and happily left with their baggage.
At this time, a straight and slender man in black came to them with elegant steps.
The wheat-colored skin shimmered slightly in the sun.
His handsome facial features were as delicate as a knife, and his sharp sword-shaped eyebrows were slightly raised, carving his entire face into a more three-dimensional and fuller look.
He was a man who was kept away from strangers, and he had an air of indifference about him who was hiding in the city.
"Brother." Xiao Rou bent her eyes and smiled, "I see that this place is full of ordinary people, so I asked Murong Ming to remove the checkpoint so as not to disturb the people."
"Nonsense." Xiao Wujun's face sank slightly, and he glared at his unlucky sister, "The disciples of the Demon Cult are not fools. They will mix with the traffickers and lackeys to confuse our hearing."
"It's been so long since yesterday. If the people from the Demon Cult had wanted to escape, they would have escaped long ago. They can't be caught anywhere." Xiao Rou muttered, and when her brother stared at her, she hurriedly stuck out her tongue with a look on her face.
He smiled flatteringly and said, "Okay, let Murong Ming set up the levels later."
Murong Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling somewhat helpless.
Just when Lieyan secretly moved to leave these great gods, Xiao Wu suddenly glanced over, stared at Lieyan and said coldly, "Stop."
Lie Yan sighed and secretly had twists and turns.
In fact, she had already recognized Xiao Rou when she appeared. Xiao Rou was the second young lady of the Xiao family, one of the four major families in Pengcheng.
Speaking of which, the Lie family and the Xiao family have been on good terms for generations.
Lieyang, the current head of the Lie family, and Xiao Yan, the current head of the Xiao family, have been friends for eight years and have a close friendship. Therefore, many years ago, the two families made an appointment for their children to be married.
After what happened to Lie Yan, the two families almost turned against each other, but it was Lie Yang and his wife who worked hard to remedy the situation and restored a glimmer of the relationship. But after all, there was a rift between the two families. It was absolutely impossible to go back to the past without any resentment.
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These are all things that happened before.
For Lie Yan, everything has passed. Xiao Wu and Xiao Rouzhi are just two strangers to her.