There were many warriors in Guangming City who were suspected of disciples of the Temple of Gods, which made Shang Shaoyan very happy.

really.

It is right to come here.

Not to mention finding the executive, at least you can find a branch.

If there is one, there is a second one. Follow the clues and you will catch them sooner or later.

They were paying attention to the suspicious people around them, and the suspicious people were also paying attention to them. They should be spies lurking in the city.

"Don't be discovered." Shang Shaoyan sent a voice transmission.

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly integrated into the characters, occasionally walking around and occasionally enjoying the lively street scenes, giving people the feeling of being here to play.

"The Lord."

In the dark, a warrior sent a voice message: "These people should be fine."

The middle-aged man who was drinking tea in the teahouse put down his cup and said with a serious expression: "Sir, I will discuss important matters with Master Guangming tonight. You must look at it carefully and there will be no mistakes."

"yes!"

The subordinates cheered up. Although they were busy on the surface, their eyes kept paying attention to the city and the big and small streets.

Lin Titang opened a corner of the window, looked through the gap, and said, "These people seem to be on guard."

"good."

Shang Shaoyan agreed.

Isa, disguised as she said: "The two major churches must be instigated by the temples, so that they will attack my Holy Church. After this failure, they will definitely discuss together."

"These people, stand up in advance and prepare for discussion?"

"Um."

Shang Shaoyan and Lin Titang fell into silence. After a brief thought, they thought what she said was very reasonable.

"Aunt!"

Song Ning'er praised: "You are so smart!"

Isa smiled and said, "I just guessed randomly, it's hard to say whether it is accurate or not."

"The third senior brother is taciturn and looks unwise. He needs a smart person like his aunt to cooperate. If you two can be together, it will definitely become a good story!" Song Ning'er said very seriously.

Shang Shaoyan and others were all stupid.

How old is the girl, she speaks one by one!

Could it be that he has the talent to be a matchmaker?

"Junior sister!"

Leng Xingquan said with a cold face: "Stop making trouble!"

Song Ning'er, who was originally smiling, suddenly had her little face tense, and tears fell from her eyes, saying, "Senior Brother... I'm so fierce... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

“…”

Leng Xingquan's face looked ugly.

"Senior Brother." Lin Titang walked past the side and whispered: "It's too much."

“…”

Shang Shaoyan came over, patted his shoulder, and said, "The little girl cares about you." After that, he left.

"I'll go and persuade her." He Lanyu hurriedly chased after her.

"I'll go, too."

Youmingsu also followed him out.

Only Leng Xingquan and Isa were left in the room, and the latter said, "Miss Ning'er is still young, why should you take what you say seriously?"

This mentality is very strong.

Leng Xingquan turned around and faced the wall.

...

Another room.

Song Ning'er picked up the chicken leg, chewed it hard, then closed her eyes and said, "It smells so good!"

“…”

Helanyu shook his head helplessly.

I thought the girl was really sad, but she ended up performing.

"Junior sister!"

Song Ning'er wiped off the oil stains on her mouth and said aggrievedly: "The third senior brother is introverted and it is difficult to find a wife in the future. Is it wrong for me to help him?"

"That's right."

"Why is the senior brother so cruel to me!"

Speaking of this, Song Ning'er grabbed the roast chicken and chewed it up frequently, which showed that she was angry and could only use food to vent her.

"Ning'er."

He Lanyu said: "Things like feelings need to be done naturally, and it is not like you who forcefully match them up."

"I'm too anxious?"

"Um."

Dongdongdongdongdong.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

"Who?" He Lanyu asked.

"I."

Leng Xingquan's cold voice came from outside.

Upon hearing this, Song Ning'er hurriedly hid the roast chicken, quickly wiped off the oil stains at the corner of her mouth, and covered her face and started crying.

This speed, this acting skills.

Yao Hongling will definitely admire you when she sees you.

"Senior Brother Third, is there anything wrong?"

"You haven't slept?"

"without."

“Cruff!”

Leng Xingquan pushed the door and looked at Song Ning'er who was lying on the table sobbing quietly, and said, "Junior sister, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper at you just now."

Only then did He Lanyu realize that the senior brother is here to apologize.

"Woooooooooooooooooo!" Song Ning'er was still acting, but actually a smile appeared on her face.

"Senior brother apologizes, don't cry, either." He Lanyu advised.

"All right!"

Song Ning'er looked up and said, "I don't care about the adults' passing, so I forgive my third senior brother!"

"But!" After a change of words, he said seriously: "Auntie Isha is a good person. After passing this village, there will be no such store. Brother, don't miss it!"

“…”

Helanyu was speechless.

The little girl wanted to match the two of them, but she was almost obstructed.

In the future, if you care about your own emotional problems, it will be so terrifying!

I dare not think about it.

Can't think about it!

Leng Xingquan didn't say anything, turned around and left, returned to his residence, leaned against the window and began to think.

What he was thinking about was not emotional issues, but how could he make the girl give up unrealistic ideas.

woman.

He doesn't need it.

Because there is only a sword in my heart.

A sword is his own woman who can be with him until death.

"The mind has no distractions." Leng Xingquan said to himself: "Only by understanding the secrets of swordsmanship, emotions will only affect the speed of my sword drawing."
To be continued...