Infinite evolution: I know all the plots

When Pan Jinlian heard this, she didn't say anything, and then she stood up, and Shi Shiran followed Ling Yun to the door slowly, with the air of a new daughter-in-law.

Ling Yun glanced away from the corner of her eye, and her heart skipped a beat, knowing that Pan Jinlian would have made a mistake, and in this state, it seemed that she was going to perform the Zhougong ceremony with herself tonight!

Bitter too, bitter too!
Ling Yun secretly scolded himself as a stupid pig, knowing the relationship between Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian, but he didn't know how to avoid it.

While deliberately slowing down, his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to avoid unnecessary stories between the two of them.

The two were speechless all the way, even though Ling Yun slowed down again and again, they soon reached the door of the wing room.

Ling Yun pushed open the door, turned his body and looked at Pan Jinlian, his head was confused and he didn't know how to speak.

Unexpectedly, Pan Jinlian spoke first:

"Senior officer, the slave family knows the true feelings of the senior officer for the slave family, but the husband of the slave family is newly mourned, so I am afraid that I will not be able to accompany the senior officer in the near future."

"what?"

When Ling Yun heard this, he thought something was wrong!

Is this her sincere words or pretending to be reserved?
If it is pretending to be reserved, playing hard to get is still understandable!

But if it is true, the amount of information in this sentence is a bit big.
It seems that everything Pan Jinlian showed during the time he was in contact with is no longer what he is familiar with in the plot!
This feeling seems to be.
A faint thought flashed through Ling Yun's mind quickly, but Ling Yun couldn't grasp it.

Ling Yun's heartbeat accelerated, and he became more and more anxious.

Pan Jinlian looked at Ling Yun in a daze in front of her, and seemed to think that he recognized her statement, and opened the door just before going in.

"It's not good, it's not good!"

Suddenly there was a shout in the lobby.

I saw the housekeeper staggering all the way over.

"Why howling? Calm down!"

Ling Yun said angrily.

The housekeeper panted heavily, pointed out the door, and said:
"Secretary, it's not good, then Wu Song came back early!"

"I rely on!"

Both Ling Yun and Pan Jinlian were stunned by the sudden news.

Before everything could be arranged, there was a meeting, why did Wu Song come back early?
Only then did Ling Yun understand the reason for his uneasiness before.

It should be that the way he wanted to save Wu Dalang changed the plot, causing the entire plot to change, and many parts of the development of the plot were different from what he was familiar with.

No wonder he always thought Pan Jinlian's performance was weird, it was completely different from the plot in the original novel.

Wu Song's return so many days earlier should also be a change in the plot.

This is how to do ah!

Ling Yun's heart was in a mess, and all his thoughts were completely messed up.

Turning his eyes, he suddenly saw that Pan Jinlian in front of him didn't panic at all, and looked at him firmly, as if telling himself that he was willing to live and die with him.

As if the depths of Ling Yun's heart had been touched lightly, he took a deep breath, and his eyes slowly became firmer.

No matter what, try to save Pan Jinlian first.

Ling Yun who regained his composure looked at the housekeeper and said:

"Go and call all the martial artists to me, and wait in the main hall."

Then she took Pan Jinlian's hand, walked straight to the smallest room of all the rooms, entered the room and closed the door.

"Jin Lian, this matter may not be good today, I can only wrong you and hide for a while, I will go to meet Wu Song, if I can come back alive"

"Secretary, don't talk about it, the slave family is waiting for the official to come back!"

Pan Jinlian quickly covered Ling Yun's mouth with her small hand.

Ling Yun let out a long sigh, and made a decision in his heart. Taking advantage of Pan Jinlian's unpreparedness, he suddenly turned behind her, lightly cut her neck with his palm, and knocked her out.

Then he pulled the sheet off the bed, picked up the quilt on the bed, carefully placed it under the bed, stuffed Pan Jinlian in, and then pulled off the sheet to completely cover her.

After confirming that the room looked normal, and hearing Pan Jinlian's even breathing, Ling Yun stopped hesitating, turned around and strode out of the room, gently closed the door, and went straight to the front hall.

When we got to the front hall, the housekeeper and all the martial artists in the Zhuangzi had arrived, standing neatly in the middle of the hall, waiting for Ling Yun.

Looking at the resolute eyes and upright posture of the dozen or so martial artists, Ling Yun felt a trace of unbearable and guilt.

Just because I wanted to save my life and complete the mission, maybe few of the dozen or so people could survive today's battle.

Although in the original plot, these were Ximen Qingyang's martial arts thugs, who should have been fighting for him, but to him, these people were completely strangers.

Isn't it too selfish to act like this?

Ling Yun felt that the pressure of survival and the condemnation of his conscience made him torn between right and left, as if there was a stone pressing down on his heart, and it became heavier and heavier.

Master Liu, the captain of the martial artist standing at the forefront, seemed to see Ling Yun's worry.Chong Lingyun cupped his fists and said loudly:

"Grand officials, there is a saying that raising soldiers for thousands of days is used in one dynasty. Brothers have spent several years of idle food in Zhuangzi. Today is the time for everyone to repay the senior officials. Brothers, are you right?"

"Yes! A scholar will die for his confidant, and a high official, we brothers swear to protect Zhuangzi to the death!"

Immediately, the crowd in the hall was excited and morale rose.

Ling Yun was excited by everyone's momentum, and a surge of enthusiasm rushed up, and he clasped his fists for a week and said:
"Brothers, thank you for your kindness! The big deal is that I will live and die with everyone today, and 20 years later, I will be a good man again!"

"Bring the wine!"

Before the words were finished, the martial arts team was unexpectedly separated. There was already a long table in the middle of the hall, a wine jar was placed in the middle, and a row of sea bowls were already filled with spirits.

I think the butler had expected it long ago and asked people to prepare it in advance.

Ling Yun walked over and first picked up a bowl of wine.

Seeing this, the others walked to the table one after another, each holding up their wine bowls.

Even the butler was infected by everyone's emotions, rushed up and took a bowl of wine.

Ling Yun glanced at the crowd in relief, then raised his head and drank the whole bowl of wine in one gulp.

After everyone finished drinking, Ling Yun kicked the butler on the buttocks and said with a smile:
"Hurry up and roll as far as you can, the fighting here will be fierce later, and we don't have time to take care of you."

The butler also understood that what Ling Yun said was the truth, he had no power to restrain the chicken, and he would only distract everyone here.So he staggered to the backyard with the strength of alcohol.

Everyone couldn't help laughing at the back of the butler shaking three steps.

"Yo, it looks like it's very lively here. What's so fun, Mr. Ximen? Come and share!"

Suddenly there was an unruly voice outside the door.

Everyone put down the bowls in their hands and looked towards the door.

I saw a big man standing at the door, eight feet long and handsome, holding a simple knife in his right hand and a human head in his left hand.