The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Both Gu Xi and Wei Rou wore masks, one black and one white.

Ling Yun and the others followed behind, full of aura, making it hard to get along with them.

Uncle Qi walked ahead, turning his head to look at them from time to time, and calling out to other villagers, telling them not to ask more questions.

Along the way, Ah Rong often found opportunities to join Wei Rou.

When he looked at Wei Rou, the tenderness in his eyes was almost overflowing like water.

"You and Aunt Lian look almost exactly the same, I recognized it right away!"

Wei Rou paused and glanced at him.

She sneered and didn't answer, ignoring his accost.

She and mother are indeed similar in appearance, but not exactly the same. Otherwise, her life experience in the previous life would be known to the world, and how could she only know it in this life?

If they were not really familiar with the two of them, I am afraid that they would not know that there is such a relationship between them.

Everyone will only think that there are similarities between beauties.

Ah Rong hit a wall, but he was not frustrated. On the contrary, he became more and more courageous, and his tone seemed to be more excited.

Gu Xi pulled Wei Rou to his side, and turned his head to look at A Rong, who was as thin as a monkey.

He didn't make a sound, but the warning in his eyes was obvious.

Ah Rong still had wounds on his body, seeing his eyes, the wounds hurt unconsciously.

He gasped and took two steps back.

Gu Xi withdrew his gaze, ignored him, but hugged Wei Rou even tighter.

Wei Rou noticed his emotional change and looked up at him slightly.

"Unhappy?"

The tone is clearly smiling.

Gu Xi pinched the soft flesh on her waist, Wei Rou giggled and leaned most of her body in his arms.

"Stop talking, stop talking, stop!"

Only then did Gu Xi let go.

"It's the first time I've come back to Southern Xinjiang, and it's the first time I've seen him. Who knows whether what he said is true or not. Do you believe him or not?"

Wei Rou held his arm, stroking his arm with one hand, flicking it back and forth, her movements looked casual, but her tone was extremely creepy.

Gu Xi looked away uncomfortably.

"No."

He said.

Added another sentence.

"I don't believe you."

Wei Rou snorted softly.

Let him go.

Not long after, a group of people came to the most central part of the village.

A majestic palace rose from the ground, completely different from other houses. It can be seen at a glance that this is an important territory in southern Xinjiang.

It is said to be a palace, but it is far worse than the imperial palace.

It's just heavily guarded and there are patrols everywhere.

When Uncle Qi led him to the door, he was blocked.

"The patriarch explained, I only saw him."

The guard pointed at Gu Xi.

Uncle Seven bit the bullet and explained a few words.

The guard was still unwilling to let go.

Ah Rong stepped forward at this moment.

"Just let them in, and I'll take care of what happens."

When the guard saw Ah Rong, his complexion changed slightly, and he bowed to him.

"Master Arong."

Wei Rou raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this call.

Unexpectedly, this young man was still a respectable figure in southern Xinjiang. Judging by the attitude of the guards, his status was not low.

With Ah Rong intervening, the guards made concessions, but still said: "You can go in, but you have to take off the mask first."

As they said that, they looked at the masks on the faces of Gu Xi and the two of them.

Showing people with a mask, after all, they don't know the details. If someone takes the opportunity to confuse the public and turn Southern Xinjiang upside down, they will not be able to explain it.

Arong nodded upon hearing this.

"It really has to be picked."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Gu Xi, since just now, he had never seen the real face of this man.