Chapter 8
Emma, ​​is the pie in the world?
Mr. Lianxu looked at Mr. Lang's upright facial features, smart eyes, and smiling lips, and finally pressed his forehead.

When the two came into contact, the man raised his eyebrows in surprise, but she just said in doubt, "You don't have a fever?"

Suddenly, rich aura poured into the limbs and bones, and the young man's face turned rosy instantly.

From Mr. Lian Xu's point of view, Mr. Lang was shy, and she had to take back her pair of wolf claws regretfully.

Since ancient times, beautiful men should not be played with, tsk tsk, waste everything!

She suddenly remembered the one she had molested just now, and a familiar dryness surged in her throat again.

stop stop stop!Sexual desire is not good!Hurry up and recall the beauty of the boy!Half!body!
"My name is Huang Dong. I lost my family. Can you help me?"

He pointed to a piece of paper in front of him, and Mr. Lian Xu found strangely that he could understand the complicated text.

"You are separated from your family? Need to ask for help?"

Huang Dong nodded.

"Just wait until my family finds me. Before that, I can be your guard."

That's what it means to make a promise with your body!The Chinese is so extensive and profound that she almost pretended to be sentimental!
Mr. Lian Xu looked down at the three words "one gold coin" shining on the paper.

Such a coincidence?
She suddenly remembered the story of fish and fishing.

Teaching him how to fish is worse than teaching him how to fish, Mr. Lianxu asked decisively.

"Can you cook?"

Although she is a good cook herself, she can't understand the ingredients in this world!

Huang Dong nodded, Lian Xu-jun stepped up.

"The familiar one?"

Huang Dong laughed and nodded again.

After receiving the gold coin, Huang Dong walked to the next stall without hesitation and took a small bottle.

The stall owner was all smiles.

"Hey, the guests have a good eye. The blood of the Gale Wolf tastes really good! I have been hunting for so many years, and I only got this small bottle!"

Huang Dong was noncommittal, turned around and left.

Lian Xujun stared: "One gold coin to buy a bottle of blood? Is it enough to make Maoxue Wang?"

Before Huang Dong could ask clearly what Mao Xue Wang is, Mr. Lian Xu suddenly thought of a terrible question!

Grass-grass old lady spends all her gold coins, what can she buy food and grass with?
I don't know if it was because of anger, the dizziness that Mr. Lian Xu had felt just now surged up for a while, and when his eyes went dark, his consciousness became blurred.

Huang Dong easily caught her soft body, and took a breath.

"Exhausted blood?"

Thinking of the aura that surged towards him when he first came into contact with her, and thinking of his habit of maintaining cultivation all the time, did he accidentally hurt her?
The people of Donglin country sometimes carry some magic tools that can emit aura to meet their own needs. Will he accidentally give someone else's...

In any case, it seemed impossible to just leave her alone.

What's more, the tortoise shell has changed, which means that even if this person is not the variable he is looking for, it is related to that variable!

A group of officers and soldiers was approaching not far away.

Huang Dong's eyes flickered, and he pulled her into his arms, covering her face.

The Janissaries, whose feet were replaced by bear paws, held a portrait and questioned them one by one.

"Ever met this man?"

"Who is it?"

"The little thief who trespassed in the West Duck Palace!"

"This thief is so daring, he even dared to break into His Majesty's West Palace!"

"Who said no!"

Huang Dong remained calm, and wiped Lian Xujun's face with his right hand.

It just so happened that the Janissaries walked up to him.

"Hey, you kid looks a bit unfamiliar!"

He nodded with a smile: "I'm from Donglin Country, and I'm here to buy some materials for drawing talismans."

The guard looked at her suspiciously.

"Who's in your arms? Let's see!"

As he spoke, he held up the portrait, ready for comparison.

Huang Dong was as good as he was, and held Lian Xu Jun's face, turning her in a different direction.

"This is my wife, I'm a little tired from the long journey."

The imperial guard widened his eyes, and quickly placed the portrait on Lian Xujun's cheek...

(End of this chapter)

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