Nongmen Xiaojiao bag, she relies on space to be rich

Chapter 85 Reversal
An Zhinan, who was being trampled under his feet, was frightened to death when he heard it. He was about to open his mouth, but his mouth was full of mud. He immediately raised a hand and waved it vigorously.

The young man was stunned for a moment when he noticed this scene, and asked hesitantly, "Is she trying to say something?"

An Zhinan couldn't open his mouth. At this moment, life and death were at stake, and he didn't care about his face, so he nodded repeatedly.

Jinghong snorted coldly: "What else can I say, I just don't want to die, if you can fall into my hands, no matter which side you sent as a spy, you won't lose."

An Zhinan wanted to cry, it was a bad start.

"Hey, why is it so lively? What are you doing? Why is there still one lying down on the ground?"

Hearing Master's voice, An Zhinan was instantly excited, the savior has arrived.

Before An Zhinan could make a move, he felt that the foot on the back of his head was much heavier, making him unable to even shake his head.

As soon as Mr. Liao came, Xingyi and the others stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Then Xingyi looked at the people on the ground and said: "Jinghong said that this person followed me all the way here, and the little master asked him to deal with him."

Old Liao's eyes sharpened: "Which family?"

The three of Xingyi shook their heads at the same time.

Mr. Liao didn't say any more, but changed his tone and said with a smile: "I don't know if my apprentice has been to Fucheng. Xingyi, you can go to the school to inquire later. I don't know if I have been in the carriage for so long. Is that girl exhausted?"

Speaking of An Zhinan, Xing Yi smiled: "Okay, I'll ask in a while."

An Zhinan who was lying silently on the ground wanted to cry but had no tears.

Only then did Mr. Liao look at the people on the ground again, and said in surprise, "Eh? This is still a girl, she looks quite young, and the people over there are really heartless, so she was sent out to carry out the execution at such a young age." Character, what a pity, what a pity."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Liao waved his hand: "Then trouble Jinghong to take him down and deal with it, be quick."

"Yes," Jinghong finally loosened his feet, picked up An Zhinan's back collar and was about to leave.

An Zhinan, who had a gap, shouted for help, "Master, help me, Master, it's me."

"Wait a moment."

"and many more."

Xingyi and Liao Lao uttered their voices at the same time, Jinghong hurriedly stopped, and looked at the two of them with doubts on his face.

Mr. Liao didn't care about everyone's demeanor at the moment, and stepped forward quickly. Seeing that An Zhinan's face was covered with mud, but his appearance could still be seen, he was really shocked. He pushed Jinghong away, and at the same time picked up his sleeves and wiped An Zhinan's face With the dirt on his face, he said distressedly: "Oh, why is it you, look at this little face is dirty."

"Old Liao, here comes the water," Xing Yi rushed over with a basin of water.

After An Zhinan's face was wiped clean, he saw the master curl his mouth and burst into tears.

"Woooooooooo, you won't let me talk, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I want to go home, I want to find my grandma."

No matter how tragic the sound was, it made Liao Laoxing feel bad.

Old Liao turned his head and stared at Jinghong fiercely: "Look at what you've done. If you don't know what you're doing, you slap people. I'm just a lovable apprentice. If anything goes wrong, you don't have to pay for it."

An Zhinan pointed at Jinghong and sobbed: "Master, he still stomps on my head, I can't even speak, woo hoo."

"Yeah, you still stomp on my apprentice's head, how many heads do you have to pay? What if you stomp on my apprentice's head!"

Jinghong's face was full of guilt, and he looked carefully at An Zhinan who was crying bitterly: "I don't know that Miss is Mr. Liao's apprentice. It's the fault of my subordinates who mistook you for a villain. Don't cry, miss. If you beat me, you will scold me." If you say a word, there is absolutely nothing to say."

An Zhinan didn't pay attention to Jinghong at all, because of him, he lost all face.

At this time Xing Yi stepped forward, grabbed Jing Hong's shoulder, smiled inexplicably and said: "I haven't practiced martial arts for a long time and I'm unfamiliar, it's rare that Jing Hong is here, let's go, practice with me."

Jinghong smiled wryly: "Brother Xing was joking, you are so good at martial arts, who can beat you."

"What are you doing with so much nonsense, let's go."

Seeing Jinghong being taken away forcefully by Xingyi, An Zhinan knew that Uncle Xingyi was trying to vent his anger on him, so he finally stopped crying.

The young man who was shocked by this series of reversals.It took a long time to react, pointing to An Zhinan and suddenly realized: "Oh, this is the apprentice you praised so much in the letter."

Mr. Liao was no longer in the mood for joking before. His precious apprentice was made like this, and his heart ached.

Looking at the young man expressionlessly, he continued to carefully wipe the dust off An Zhinan's clothes.

On the contrary, An Zhinan became more courageous now that he was fine, and looked at the young man suspiciously, feeling very familiar.

The young man noticed An Zhinan's eyes, smiled and said: "I think Mr. Liao never mentioned me to you, but I have heard about you for a long time. I can be regarded as half of your master's apprentice. You call me Beihuai." Brother will do."

An Zhinan looked at his master and then at Gu Beihuai, showing a sweet smile: "Brother Beihuai, my name is An Zhinan."

"I know you, Mr. Liao often praises you in his letters."

Hearing this, An Zhinan immediately widened his eyes, his face full of gossip: "Really? How does my master praise me? Brother Beihuai, tell me, I want to hear it."

Before Gu Beihuai could speak, Elder Liao slapped An Zhinan lightly on the head: "What are you listening to, girls are not reserved at all, tell me, how did you get here."

An Zhinan covered his head and looked at Master pitifully, pouted and said: "Besides, I saw Uncle Xingyi outside, so I followed him, but was stepped on by that Jinghong, I can't even speak."

"Your Uncle Xingyi didn't notice that you were following?"

An Zhinan lifted his chin and looked at Master proudly: "That is, at least I was also taught by Uncle Xingyi, so I can still be discovered by him."

Old Liao looked at An Zhinan's small appearance lovingly, and nodded with a smile: "It seems that you have learned a lot from your Uncle Xingyi these years, and I can rest assured when I go out for a walk in the future."

An Zhinan smiled and nodded.

Here, An Zhinan had already been brought into the side hall by Mr. Liao to sit down, but Xingyi's side was terrible.

An Zhinan, who was drinking milk tea in the side hall, turned his head and saw a pig's head with a bruised nose and a swollen face behind Xing Yi, and immediately sprayed out a sip of tea.

Mr. Liao glanced lightly, and was very satisfied with Xingyi's masterpiece, and when he looked at Jinghong again, he revealed the aura of a superior.

"It's all right here, you can go to your master, if he asks, just tell the truth."

Jinghong glanced at Xingyi next to him with a little grievance in his eyes, and left after handing over to several people.

Xing Yi went straight to An Zhinan and sat down, with a faint smile on his lips, he asked, "When did you come to Fucheng?"

"I arrived yesterday afternoon, and I have been waiting for you and Master to find me, so I sneaked out today while my grandma was busy, just to see if I could meet you."

As a result, he was almost dealt with by someone, which was frightening to death.

(End of this chapter)