All Over the World To Save My Wife

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    "The pavilion master doesn't like concubine?"

    Putting on the appearance of Ai Ai, Gu Zhong asked with a little resentment.

    "...none."

    Ling Yan really couldn't bear the idea of ​​Gu Zhong, so she could only sigh helplessly.

    "Then why did the pavilion master keep ignoring the love of his concubine?"

    Gu Zhong is in hot pursuit.

    "I always treat people like this."

    I can only take out the answer of this panacea to prevaricate, Ling Yan also hopes to be able to take care of Gu Zhong at all times, but she is only afraid of getting along too much with him, causing any doubts and unnecessary trouble.

    "That's not the concubine's body, but a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. This chamber apologizes to the pavilion master."

    Gu Zhong obeyed the wind and apologized, but Ling Yan was confused.

    Did you find her just to struggle with such a problem?

    "I heard that the Tianji Pavilion has collected all the information from the world, I don't know if this is the case?"

    The next words of Gu Zhong show that of course more than that.

    What is a more convenient way to inquire about news than to ask Tianji Pavilion Master?

    "The rumors are exaggerated, and there is always something beyond the reach of power."

    If Gu Zhong still wanted to ask about the massacre of the Gu family, Ling Yan still couldn't answer. Even if he knew the original world plot, it was always an unsolved mystery.

    "...Ask, no money."

    Although it is customary for Tianji Pavilion to charge for inquiries, Ling Yan doesn't mind making an exception for Gu Zhong.

    "The concubine is here to thank the pavilion master first! Does the pavilion master know that Yan Luosha is this person?"

    Unexpectedly, what Gu Zhong asked about was different from what she thought, and there was no mention of the Gu family tragedy more than 20 years ago, but the people mentioned were a bit old.

    "Yan Rakshasa? I've heard that the former great protector of the demon sect lost the news twenty-five years ago, and I don't know if he is alive or dead. What did you ask him about?"

    Ling Yan recalled for a moment and said.

    "Can I trouble the pavilion master to help me search for him? No matter life or death."

    Gu Zhong stared at Ling Yan with hazy smoky eyes, leaned over seriously and made a big gift to her.

    "I try."

    Ling Yan hurriedly avoided, and went straight down.

    Seeing that Gu Zhong cares so much, this Yan Luosha must have information she wants to know, and Ling Yan is naturally very concerned about it.

    Even though it is difficult to find someone who has disappeared for more than 20 years, she will try her best.

     "By the way, although I haven't seen the true face of the pavilion master, but the martial arts all know that the pavilion master is young Yingjie, I wonder if there is someone you like?"

    After talking about the business, Gu Zhong changed the topic and turned to the backyard.

    "..."

    Ling Yan couldn't answer for a while, she felt like she was shooting herself in the foot.

    It is impossible to admit, deny it, it seems that I am sorry for the "Sister Ah Yan" who met Ah Chung.

    "What does this have to do with you?"

    In the end, she could only say this fiercely.

    "The concubine offended."

    Gu Zhong squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

    "Fish! Caught!"

    "What a big fish!"

    There was a burst of cheers from the deck at this time, the fishing nets hanging at the stern caught a big fish, which triggered the boatmen to celebrate.

    "Young Master! You can have a whole fish feast tonight!"

    The doorman of Tianwumen rushed to the cabin excitedly and went to find Ye Feng to report.

    "Good luck today."

    Ling Yan left one last sentence and walked off the deck first, not participating in the excitement.

    until it was getting dark, the lanterns lit the boat, and the fragrance of the food came.

    "Master, dinner is ready."

    The subordinates knocked on Ling Yan's door and placed the carefully prepared meals on her table.

    The chef's excellent knife skill cuts the fish into layers and places it on the crushed ice. The bright red raw meat is supplemented with sauce, which is extremely refreshing.

    The tender meat next to the fish tail is cut into small pieces, grilled, and the fragrance is fragrant.

    The large pieces of tender fish are cut into pieces, fried with chili from Sichuan, tender and juicy.

    The milky white fish soup that has been boiled for a long time has absorbed the deliciousness of this river fish and shrimp, and the entrance is full of umami.

    The river fish caught now is really unusual, and the chef in charge is also excellent in craftsmanship, so that Ling Yan, who is not very fond of fish, can sweep away the dishes on the table.

    After eating and drinking, Ling Yan put down her chopsticks and was about to call someone to clean up when she suddenly noticed that the boat shook slightly.

    She instantly became alert, pushed open the door and stepped out, heading straight to the top deck.

    At this time, the boatmen were lighting oil lamps in the middle, talking, laughing, eating and drinking.

    On the other side, Ye Feng and the Tianwumen people he brought also sat on the ground, drinking and talking and laughing.

    "The pavilion master is out? Come and come! Drink and have fun with the brothers!"

    Ye Feng seems to be three-point drunk, and he used to be the most polite, but today he came to pull Ling Yan's sleeves.

    "Can the young master notice the vibration of the ship?"

    Ling Yan raised her arm to avoid his pull and asked directly.

    "Vibration? No?"

    Ye Feng was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

     Hearing this, Ling Yan frowned tightly. People who practice martial arts have the most sensitive five senses, so she should not be wrong just now.

    Looking at Ye Feng's not sober appearance now, I'm afraid that the drunk can't notice anything.

    "It's a mistake to drink, the young sect master should stop drinking."

    Ling Yan coldly uttered a word of disappointment.

    Then gave some instructions to the people in the pavilion, and everyone was on alert tonight.

    She always has a bad feeling in her heart.

    "The pavilion master is very good."

    Gu Zhong, who followed the sound and opened the door to check the situation, smiled softly.

    "It's best to stay in the room tonight and don't move around."

    After saying this, Ling Yan wanted to lift her foot and leave.

    "If there is something serious, I'm a little girl with no strength, so it must be useless to hide..."

    With such a tone of self-pity, Gu Zhong is now very handy in playing this weak white lotus girl.

    As soon as these words came out, she told Ling Yan to just walk away. You have to do a lot of work and put on a gesture of pity.

    But when she thought that Gu Zhong was deliberately seducing a "strange man" she didn't know, Ling Yan unconsciously felt short of breath.

    In the end, she could not say a word, just stood at the door of Gu Zhong's room and acted as a dedicated door god.

    "What is the pavilion doing?"

    Gu Zhong's tone unconsciously brought a bit of joy, and a smile appeared in his bright phoenix eyes.

    "...keeper."

    Ling Yan replied sternly.

    "If nothing happens tonight, wouldn't the pavilion master work hard for nothing?"

    In the blink of an eye, Gu Zhong pretended to be distressed.

    "How are you doing?"

    "Why don't you come in and sit down?"

    I don't know when, Gu Zhongban leaned on the door and got very close, until it touched Ling Yan's auricle.

    Rulan exhaled and sprayed on the icy mask, covering with a layer of water mist.

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