"You guy who cuts his head and says!" The woman who protected Wang Churan roared with her hips and said, full of righteous indignation.

The big guy came up to him without fear and said, "Stinky woman cares about this and that, I'll endure you all the way. If you click louder, do you want to beat you to death!"

"Hit, if you don't beat me, you're not a man!" After saying that, the woman slapped the big guy.

The big guy's face immediately showed Wuzhishan. He was furious and raised his fist and wanted to wave it to the woman.

However, his hand suddenly stopped in the air.

Someone intercepted him!

The big guy made a profit but didn't get out of it, and the crowd suddenly became quiet.

The quietness was very strange, as if no one dared to make a sound. The big guy looked at everyone in front of him, and each of their eyes burst into a message of "You are dead".

There was a bad premonition that climbed up to the big guy's heart, and he twisted his neck tremblingly. Sure enough, behind him, there was a solemn black silk silk on his body. The man holding his wrist was Wen Yan!

"Wenshan Long..." The big man's arms were as strong as cow's legs, but in Wen Yan's hand, it seemed like a dead branch. After he knew the person, it became softer into a pig's intestine and shrank down impotence.

The air was chilling and the whole audience was silent.

The people present used to hear how powerful the young head of Cuizhu was. They just glanced at him from a distance and didn't feel that he was approaching now, and only then did he realize that all the rumors were not exaggerated. He just stood and didn't speak, and the whole Wenyuanzhai was like falling directly from the summer season to the late winter.

Wen Yan's eyes slowly glanced at him for a week, and finally fell on Wang Churan, who was already extremely uneasy. Wen Yan's sudden appearance made Wang Churan feel nervous and almost weak.

"Whoever have any questions? Ask me directly now."

Wen Yan's voice did not fluctuate at all, but after he finished speaking, it seemed as if a slush fell in Wen Yuanzhai.

Everyone dispersed one after another, and they stood up, holding their arms, being smart, big guys and the money-losing person were immediately highlighted.

At this moment, the four of them suddenly felt that they had made a little hasty decision to help Bai Jinyu.

In the frozen atmosphere, the shopkeeper rushed in from the outside: "Wenshan Ge, what happened to Wenshan Ge, Wenshan Ge,? Why did I just walked away for a while and you were out?" He then glared at the men and said, "What did you do?"

The guys pointed to the four gentlemen who stood suddenly among the people with grievance.

The shopkeeper turned around and looked at the four perpetrators, and said, "Do you know what advice do you have?"

The slinger, the savage, the big guy and the money-losing person are all tight, and now they are speechless and can't avoid it.

"Don't be afraid then, can he still kill you?" Bai Jinyu's "encouragement" echoed in their ears at the right time, and at the same time, the bag of glowing gold appeared in front of them.

The man who lost the money was cheered up first. He raised his head and said angrily: "Some people say that this lady is the wife of Wen Shanzhu, it is him." He pointed to the man and said: "He said that this lady was not wearing a dress, but she would not be the wife of the mountain. "

The human spirit was stunned when he heard this, but soon he read a message from the other party's eyes that only they understood. He immediately changed his expression and pretended to be stupid at Wen Yanshang. "I... what's wrong with me?"

The hangman also understood and interrupted, "You can't blame him, you don't know if you say that this lady has a mouth disease..."

Wang Churan shook heavily, so excited that he could hardly stand.

The scene freezes again, and the four gentlemen in the crowd are shot directly from all directions like targets.

"No...no...I'm not..." Wang Churan murmured timidly, and his face showed a kind of chaos trampled by thousands of troops.

Wen Yan frowned slightly.

With this frown, Wang Churan felt as if he had fallen into a cold ice hole - he really refused to admit it!

But what's the surprise?

She already knew from the day he said he didn't like her wearing cloud silk.

Wang Churan shook and shook his eyes, and Yubu couldn't help but move backward, hating that he could not be wiped out at the scene at this moment.

"Chu Ran." Wen Yan said.

Wang Churan looked up.

Wen Yan said, "You leave here first!"

Tears rushed into his eyes instantly, and Wang Churan's heart spasmed tightly, and even his breathing was painful.

"Yeah." She agreed quietly, as docile as ever.

Wang Churan turned around, and the silent crowd spontaneously separated the two sides to make a passage. She lowered her head and walked out of the corridor with countless eyes.

"Who told you that the people in Cuizhu must wear cloud silk and silk?" After Wang Churan left, Wen Yan said coldly to the four perpetrators.

The four people were silent. They would not answer this question, and they dared not answer it.

Wen Yan asked again: "You also returned the fake?"

The four of them looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. The shopkeeper around him immediately understood something, immediately grabbed the front and said, "Take out your things, hurry up!" He waved his hand and urged several friends to come forward to take their things, and hurriedly settled the bill without saying a word.

"Let's go!" The silver goods were paid, and the shopkeeper sent the plague god to drive the passengers away.

The man who was pushed out by the guy turned around and argued: "But, Chief Wen has not given us the magic treasure yet. It is not that he can get it by just returning the fake..."

"You still want to smell the mountain chief's calligraphy?!" The shopkeeper spat without hesitation, threw his hand at the clerk decisively, and said angrily: "Drive away!"

Wang Churan, who walked out of Wenyuanzhai's shop, was almost exhausted. She stepped up the stairs with her footsteps and walked into her room. When she closed the door, she could no longer support her. She leaned against the door and couldn't help sobbing in a low voice.

"Chu Ran?"

I don’t know how long I cried, but suddenly a voice sounded in the room.

Wang Churan was stunned. Before he could clean up the messy tears on his face, he looked up and saw Bai Jinyu sitting in the room. Perhaps scared by her crying, and stood up with confusion.

"I..." Wang Churan quickly wiped the tears on his cheeks with his sleeves, and clumsyly concealed: "My stomach suddenly hurts."

"Oh," Bai Jinyu walked up to her and said as she said, "It hurts so much, you're crying like this?"

"No, it's okay, it's an old problem," Wang Churan didn't want to start this, so he quickly changed the topic and said: "You, are you asking me for something?"

Bai Jinyu hesitated for a moment and said, "There is something wrong, but since you are uncomfortable, I'll look for you another day!"

Wang Churan grabbed her: "I'm fine, you... just tell me if you have something to do."

Bai Jinyu seemed to struggle for a while, and finally nodded. She thought it hard to resolve and said to Wang Churan: "Chu Ran, I am not intimidated. I have been very worried and confused these days."

Wang Churan immediately cared and said, "Oh? Are you worried...what is the so-called?"

Bai Jinyu bit her fingers lightly and said worriedly: "What I am worried about is that I don't know whether to decide to be with Wen Yan."

"Yes!" Wang Churan said resolutely without thinking. Although she felt a sharp pain in her heart when she said this, she was almost instinctive. When she heard Bai Jinyu say this, she immediately wanted to promote this matter for Wenyan.

Bai Jinyu's eyes were down, and her eyes fell on Wang Churan's hands that tightly grasped her.

"Chu Ran, I want to ask you a question."

Wang Churan said: "Just say it."

"Do you really want me to marry Wenyan?"

Wang Churan was stunned for a moment, but soon she said confidently: "Of course, of course I hope!"

Bai Jinyu nodded.

"But," she suddenly said worriedly, "If this happens, I will share a husband with you. Is it really okay?"

This question was like a sharp sword penetrated into Wang Churan's heart. Her heart hurt her heart, but she still tried hard to smile and turned her head to Bai Jinyu: "No, I, I can only be happy."

Bai Jinyu was silent for a moment. The woman in front of her was powerless, thin and haggard, but her face was still beautiful and pure. Looking at Wang Churan, the four words "Pity" suddenly appeared in Bai Jinyu's heart.

However, she did not show any concern for the pitiful woman. On the contrary, she said softly: "Chu Ran, you misunderstood. What I mean is that Cuizhu has always advocated self-discipline. There has never been a matter of two women working together for hundreds of years. If you have two ladies as the chief of the banquet, it really doesn't matter if you set off this precedent?"
Chapter completed!