This is……

He looked down with Lao Miao's gaze. After seeing Lao Miao's gaze, Wang Zhenting chuckled.

"Haha..." Lao Miao came back to his senses and looked at Wang Zhenting with a little embarrassed look, his face becoming strange.

"You kid really know how to calculate?"

"Um?"

"I feel that my heart is about to be tied up."

As he said that, Lao Miao's eyes couldn't help but look at the father and daughter who were performing. His eyes seemed to be stuck to the girl. He followed the other's moving steps and turned around, and he forgot to drink the wine held by his mouth.

"No!" Lao Miao suddenly pressed the wine in his hand on the table, looked at Wang Zhenting viciously, and said, "Zhenting! You can calculate it for me quickly and see if I have a fate with that girl?"

"Ahem!" Wang Zhenting choked by the wine in his mouth and said, "Brother Miao, I just said it casually. Who knows that you really like a girl..."

"You're not coaxing me, are you?"

Wang Zhenting looked at the other party suspiciously.

"Will I, Miao Fangcheng, make jokes about the girl?" Lao Miao looked at Wang Zhenting seriously and said anxiously: "Brother, hurry up, calculate it for me to see if this matter can be accomplished?"

"Let me see..." Wang Zhenting smiled and looked at the old Miao.

He has a tall figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his bronze skin has been exposed by dating for many years. Although he is not very handsome, he is also a handsome man.

Seeing that Wang Zhenting didn't say anything for a long time, Lao Miao said anxiously: "How is it?"

Wang Zhenting had never seen the old Miao with such an expression before, so he put down the cup in his hand and said seriously: "Brother Miao is really moved by that girl?"

An old fried dough stick who has been lying in brothels for many years actually fell in love with a girl who is performing arts at this time?

Things are really impermanent, Wang Zhenting rolled his eyes in his heart.

Lao Miao said seriously: "This is fake."

"Then I'll give Brother Miao four words." Wang Zhenting raised four fingers and said word by word: "It's up to people!"

"Hey...but I..."

At this point, Lao Miao became a little hesitant.

Wang Zhenting smiled and said, "Although Brother Miao is a little old, he has not married. He is handsome and has good martial arts. He is also the best choice for the girl's family. You must have confidence in yourself."

"Okay!" Lao Miao immediately stood up, grabbed Wang Zhenting, and said, "Now you and me will go down!"

"Me?" Wang Zhenting was stunned.

Lao Miao glanced at Wang Zhenting, suddenly let go and said, "Forget it, I'll go by myself. You guys are gone, and that girl's eyes are not stuck to you."

After saying that, he stretched his hands on the window and jumped down.

He chuckled and shook his head. Wang Zhenting looked out the window and whispered: "I am so old and still so anxious."

Wang Zhenting didn't know why Lao Miao took down that girl, as for giving advice to the other party...

He is also a novice and has no skills to teach.

Let the other party take it for themselves.

However, what made Wang Zhenting a little confused was that when he looked at the father and daughter, he always felt a little kind-faced, as if he had seen it somewhere, but after thinking about it carefully, he had no impression.

He smiled and shook his head, looking at the table where he was only left, Wang Zhenting drank the wine in his glass and went downstairs to check out with his weapon.

As for Lao Miao, it is better not to disturb him now.

And he himself had to prepare for tonight.

Yu Xiulian had already taken the Qingming Sword and, as Li Mubai's instructions, sent the sword to Li Mubai's friend Tiebeile's mansion. Without anyone changing the plot, the Qingming Sword would be stolen by Yu Jiaolong, the lady of the Nine Gate Admiral's Mansion that night.

He planned to help Yu Xiulian regain the Qingming Sword. After returning it to the Iron Mansion, he took the layout of the Iron Mansion in the name of the Return of the Sword, and then took the Qingming Sword away when the time came.

"Maybe it can also trigger a side plot."

Wang Zhenting said a secretly, walked through the bustling city and towards the inner city.

After passing through the bustling and lively outer city, Wang Zhenting originally wanted to go into the inner city to take a look.

However, the inner city lived in the royal family, officials from various departments, and the Eight Banners Army. After seeing that ordinary people were going to enter the inner city, they still needed passes and other things, they stopped.

Now you can't get in from the city gate.

So he looked around the inner city, and saw that the inner city was well equipped, and shook his head.

Day is not a good time to enter the inner city.

But if you come back tonight, he is afraid of missing out because he doesn't know the time when Yu Jiaolong steals the sword.

"Can you just try your luck?"

With a whisper in his heart, Wang Zhenting walked towards the inn where the corpses stayed.

...

At night, Lao Miao returned to the inn happily and immediately slapped Wang Zhenting's door, wanting Wang Zhenting to analyze the situation between him and the girl.

Wang Zhenting responded casually twice and pushed Lao Miao out.

After the night became darker and the noisy sound slowly disappeared, Wang Zhenting left the inn silently and rushed towards the inner city.

Using the light body technique, Wang Zhenting walked rapidly in the night, came to the inner city wall, avoiding the soldiers patrolling the night under the city wall, lifted up his internal strength, used the light body technique, jumped up, and then tapped his feet on the wall several times, turning over and landing on the city wall.

In Tiebeile Mansion, Wang Zhenting didn’t know where it was. Yu Jiaolong, who stole the sword, and Wang Zhenting didn’t know when the other party stole the sword...

"This is purely a chance..."

A muttered in his heart, Wang Zhenting fell from the city wall,

I chose a direction at will and walked away quickly.

As a result... nothing was found.

Sure enough, luck is really unreliable.

Wang Zhenting, who was deeply moved by this, had no choice but to return to the inn.

However, although he didn't get much of his gain last night, he didn't care because there were opportunities.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing Lao Miao who had changed into new clothes and lost her hair meticulously, Wang Zhenting, who was having breakfast in the inn, almost couldn't help but spray the porridge in his mouth.

"Cough!" Lao Miao felt a little embarrassed and said, "I want to go find Xiangmei, of course I have to wear neat clothes."

"Sweet sister?" Wang Zhenting bit the bun and said, "That girl's name?"

"Yes!" Lao Miao said with a smile: "I asked when they closed the stall yesterday."

As he said that, Lao Miao sat down and picked up the buns that Wang Zhenting called and ate them without any politeness. Seeing this, Wang Zhenting smiled and ordered a bowl of porridge with the waiter.

Just as the two of them were having a meal, the bodyguards who lived in the inn came out of the guest room one by one and started having breakfast one by one.

While everyone was having breakfast, Yu Xiulian, who had disappeared all night, walked in with a hint of fatigue.

"Yu Pao Head."

Everyone greeted each other.

Yu Xiulian smiled and replied one by one, saying, "Everyone will go back today."
Chapter completed!