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Xia Ru nodded.But as soon as the two walked out of the wing room, they saw a servant running over in panic:

"Husband... madam! Go and see Lin Shaoxia."

"Lin Shaoxia?" Xia Ru was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that it was the master's guard.But the anxious look on the servant's face told her that something had happened.

Xia Ru lifted the hem of her skirt, and ran to the door quickly, seeing Lin Qingchen covered in scars, her heart skipped a beat. Looking around, she didn't see her master, her pretty face suddenly lost all color:

"Where's my lord?"

Lin Qingchen leaned on his sword, wiped the bloody rice cake from the corner of his mouth, and lowered his head guiltily: "I was taken away."

Too many things have happened in the past few days, Xia Ru has been exhausted physically and mentally for a long time, now when he hears such news, he just feels dizzy, rolls his eyes, and faints to the ground.

The Li residence fell into chaos in an instant.

During Lin Qingchen's one month in Li's residence, he knew that Li Quan's importance to the family was all due to his own selfishness.If Mr. Li really can't come back, such a family will be broken just like his own family.

Lin Qingchen looked at his sword, and thought that he couldn't just leave like this, no matter where he found the ends of the earth, he had to find Master Li back!

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Li Quan was driven by Mu Wanqing for half a day. Seeing that the sun was about to set, he came across a village and planned to spend the night there.

If he had a choice, Li Quan would rather keep on his way, because the tent in front of him was too obvious!With this appearance, even an old face like a city wall would not dare to meet anyone!If the government finds out, he might be caught as a prostitute.

Li Quan suddenly felt that younger brothers also had the advantage of being younger.

Although she didn't want to stop for the night, she felt sorry for her Wan Qing even more, for fear that she would be tired, so she didn't say anything out of reluctance.

The scale of the village and town is not small, at least there are thousands of households. Judging from the architectural style, it should still be in Bizhou.

Li Quan walked behind Mu Wanqing, clung to the other's back tightly, and used Wan Qing's delicate body to block his embarrassing tent.But it's a bit strange to walk closely in front of each other like this.

There was something hard on top of Mu Wanqing's dick that kept pushing against her, the feeling was really hard to describe, it made her limp and unable to lift herself up.

The two walked along the way, and there were already many strange eyes sweeping at them.

Both blushed with guilt and slipped into an inn casually.

Two strange people suddenly appeared in the small inn, which immediately attracted the attention of the public.

The waiter in the inn has a mouse-like cheek, and his eyes are sneaky like a mouse, looking around, watching this man and a woman close to each other, trying to see where the two of them are close together. Something is hidden.

A simple stay at the top of the hotel made both of them sweat profusely.

It was not until entering the room that Li Quan let out a sigh of relief and separated from Wan Qing.

Mu Wanqing looked at Li Quan's tent, turned around in embarrassment, and rubbed her nipples quietly, feeling that the place where the monster was holding her was still hot.

Li Quan sat on the bed like an angry little daughter-in-law, holding the quilt in her arms, blocking the tent in front of her.Looking at Mu Wanqing sadly:

"Wan Qing, that person you mentioned can really cure me? My lord, what should I do if I live like this for the rest of my life?"

As he said that, he felt that the more he talked, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help scolding his brother:

"Unbelievable blind bastard, when you are told to be hard, you are not hard, and when you are not told to be hard, it is like a chicken blood. Believe it or not, master, I will cut you off in minutes?"

At this time, Li Quan was as naive as a child, and made Mu Wanqing, who was a bit shy, smile, moved her body to the bedside, leaned on Li Quan's shoulder sideways, and said softly:

"Li Lang, don't worry. That person knows Meizong's kung fu better than anyone else, and he will definitely help Li Lang return to normal."

Looking at Wan Qing's tender eyes, it's hard to imagine that she is the same person as her previous icy appearance, such beauty is especially precious.

Li Quan stretched out his hand pityingly, stroked the other person's pretty face through the veil, and sighed:

"Thank you, Wan Qing. I have treated you so well, and you have treated me so well."

Wan Qing suddenly closed her eyes, and quietly leaned against the man she loved.She didn't want to think about those unpleasant things, as long as Li Lang was by his side, pampering herself with that little love.She knew that when Li Lang recovered, he would go back to Bizhou, and to other women.

But these are not important, the important thing is that I can still truly enjoy this love now, I don’t know how long this kind of beauty can last, but as long as Li Lang is still by my side, then I have to love him wholeheartedly.

"Li Lang, I..." Mu Wanqing opened her mouth suddenly, but closed it again after speaking.

Li Quan caressed his pretty face: "Wan Qing, what do you want to say?"

"No... nothing. Let's rest first."

Mu Wanqing wanted to say: "Is it true that Qing'er is not even [-]% in your heart?"

In the early morning, when the two checked out and left the inn, they didn't stick together anymore, but the mouse-like waiter in the inn felt even more strange. He hadn't heard of anyone who would buy the quilt after staying in the inn, and still wrapped it in the package. Hold it with two hands.

The little Er, who was somewhat indiscreet, pulled the quilt that Li Quan was holding calmly, wanting to know what was going on under the quilt.

Li Quan's face was flushed red, and he couldn't help but slap that guy on the head, directly smashing the dog's head of the waiter through a table:

"Fuck you b! Fuck you! I've never seen Chen Bo before!"

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The two of them didn't plan to stay in the hotel for the rest of the journey, because it was a bit weird for Li Quan to hug the quilt all the time. They just bought some dry food in the nearby villages and towns, and at night they just found a place to sleep in the deserted woods. Down.With Mu Wanqing's kung fu, she naturally wouldn't worry about sneak attacks by thieves and beasts in the middle of the night.

After another two days like this, it was half a day or so as Mu Wanqing estimated.

This is a town with high loess slopes, surrounded by wind and sand. It is hard to imagine that there will be such a piece of yellow land three days away.

There are only a few yellow grasses on the dry and cracked land, and the cattle and sheep in the town are all stained with yellow sand, and they look listless.

Seeing that they had reached their destination, Mu Wanqing didn't bring Li Quan in immediately, and carefully avoided the sight of everyone in the town until night.

Taking advantage of the night, Mu Wanqing sneaked into the town with Li Quan.With Mu Wanqing's skills, no one will know.

The wind and sand at night were so strong that people couldn't keep their eyes open. Li Quan didn't see what the village looked like, but felt his face hurt from the sand.

After several ups and downs, before Li Quan could feel the wind and sand, he had arrived at a small courtyard surrounded by piled earth walls and a low thatched hut in front of him.

Mu Wanqing didn't go in right away, she stopped and straightened Li Quan's clothes carefully, acting like a virtuous wife, gently rubbing the fine sand on Li Quan's face with her small hands, reminding in a low voice:

"Li Lang, you have to be careful when you talk later, don't be too casual."

Li Quan shook the quilt in his arms, and nodded seriously.

Mu Wanqing pushed open the door and led Li Quan into the cottage.

There are only simple tables and stools inside, and even the walls dividing the room are made of loess.Except for an exhibition of oil lamps and simple wooden furniture, the rest is only loess.