After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

The woman's cheeks curved deeply and she smiled gently. While saying "no defense", she extended her hand to lead Xiao Linglang and Xing Qiu into the house.

Xiao Linglang followed closely behind Xing Qiu, and the two of them really looked like they had come to rely on poor relatives for support.

The woman led the way and walked in front, never looking back. Xing Qiu practiced martial arts and had broad steps. By the time they passed through the hanging flower gate and reached the corridor, Xiao Linglang had already fallen far behind them.

The main house was not far from her. If it weren't for the rain, she could go directly to the main house by walking along the path in the yard.

Xiao Linglang held Xiaoman in her arms and wanted to walk a few steps faster to catch up with them, but her strength did not allow it. She stopped and rested after taking a few steps.

I just took small steps and walked slowly behind.

Grabbing Xiaoman's ear, Xing Qiu was so anxious because she was worried about her partner. She was slow more because she didn't know how to face Chang Hui.

Xiao Linglang's mind was blank until the familiar figure she had been thinking about day and night appeared in her sight. She became even more timid, her nose unconsciously felt sour, and a feeling of grievance surged in her heart.

Chang Hui stood in front of the door, looking at the thin shadow, biting his lips hard. When he felt the piercing pain on his lips, he turned his head and forced back the astringent feeling in his nose.

Not a dream.

He raised his steps, one step at a time, and finally ran to her. His eyes fell on her eyes full of grievance, and he opened his arms, wanting to hug her tightly in his arms.

"Linglang."

The young man's voice trembled, suppressing his surging thoughts.

Tears rolled down Xiao Linglang's eyes as he called out "Linglang", but she took a half step back as she looked at his open hands.

Chang Hui's hand paused slightly. He looked at the little girl who lowered her head. His fingertips moved and he took a step forward. What was against etiquette? He just wanted to hug his wife who he had lost for many years.

"Linglang, don't be afraid, let's go home."

Go home.

Xiao Linglang pinched Chang Hui's collar, looked up at him, tears slid down her cheeks little by little, and she cried softly under his gentle and distressed gaze.

The person in front of her was not only her former fiancé, but also the brother who grew up with her. He was the closest person to her besides her family.

"Brother Chang Bei." She called him with sobs.

Chang Hui felt as if his heart was stabbed by a knife.

He hugged the little girl tightly, wishing he could melt her into his bones and blood.

Suizhou was forced to abandon the city, and he lived in misery without his beloved wife. He searched for his wife for several years until the fall of Southern Liang. Only then did he confirm from Guangning that it was she who gave his wife to Tuoba Jin.

Xiao Linglang cried until she was exhausted, and finally fainted from exhaustion.

Chang Hui hugged her and kissed her lightly on the forehead with great control.

He will protect her in this life.

His sight fell on the ugly thing that had fallen to the ground and was rubbing against him. Disgust flashed across his eyes and he kicked it away.

"What is Lord Chang doing?" Xing Qiu jumped out, protected Xiao Xiaoman, picked up the frightened Xiao Xiaoman from the ground, and glanced at Chang Hui.

"I hate this kind of thing. Take your things away immediately."

Chang Hui turned around and walked towards the main room holding Xiao Linglang.

Xing Qiu smiled, pulled his lips and looked at the despised Xiaoman, "This is not me."

"Then I'll trouble Miss Xing to handle it. I don't want Linglang to see anything that would bring back bad memories."

Xing Qiu sneered and cast a dark look at the young man in front of her. This sentence was also a warning to her.

She sneered, picked up Xiaoman who was also despised, and bowed, "Master Chang, don't worry."

"Your brothers are waiting for you outside the city. Remember, you are all "dead men"."

"I wish Lord Chang a long and prosperous career. We'll see you later. Goodbye." Xing Qiu got the result he wanted. He raised his eyes and looked at Chang Hui deeply, then turned around, jumped onto the roof in a few steps, and left using his Qinggong skills.

"Runiang, bring some hot water."

"Sir, wait a moment."

Chang Hui put Xiao Linglang on the bed, covered her with a quilt, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked carefully at the person with closed eyes.

His hand gently stroked the girl's thin face. Even in this life, they hadn't seen each other for a year.

"You must have suffered a lot with Tuoba Jin."

He held Xiao Linglang's slender wrist, his eyes filled with pity, which then turned into a hint of madness.

Linglang is his, she has been his since birth. Tuoba Jin is a shameless thief. It would be better if he woke up earlier.

He will hide his Linglang so that no one can covet it.

"Sir, the hot water is here." Runiang brought a basin of warm water and placed it on the stool.

Chang Hui restrained his unstable breathing, picked up the handkerchief, dipped it in the water, took it out, and gently wiped the little girl's face to help her relieve her fatigue.

"Go to Li's and buy some chestnut cakes. Then call a doctor when you come back."

Ru Niang agreed and closed the door when she turned and left.

……

Xing Qiu rushed out of the city and found the dilapidated temple that Chang Bei mentioned.

Before she even stepped inside, she saw two burly men, one fat and one thin, rushing over and hugging her, crying, "Erya, woo woo... I finally see you."

The veins on Xing Qiu's forehead were bulging. She glared at the two people who were crying loudly on her shoulders with gritted teeth, and gathered strength in her fists.

"Brother, I almost died."

"I dream of knives... ..."

"Wuwuwuwu Erya, let's intercept that bastard Lou Xiang next time. Damn corrupt official, he almost took my life."

"Brother is right. Every failure makes us wiser. Let's plan more carefully next time and rob him. Wuwuwuwu..."

Xing Qiu (anger value 100%): "..."

"grass!!!"

Clapping his hands, Xing Qiu blew his fist calmly and put his hands down, "How many times have I told you, don't call me Arya."

Biaozi covered his stomach, pouted, and got up from the ground, "Don't you still call me Daniu? I'm the boss now."

Shuanzi also got up from the ground with a grin on his face, "That's right, you hit your brother so hard. I almost fell over because of you."

"Tsk!" Xing Qiu snorted and waved at them, "Stop talking nonsense, let's go home."

"Oh." Biaozi and Shuanzi put away their exaggerated expressions and followed Xing Qiu seriously.

After walking out of the ruined temple, the three of them got on the horses that had been prepared in advance and headed towards Luosha Village.

Not long after coming out of the suburbs of Beijing, Xing Qiu stared intently and winked at Biaozi and Shuanzi at the same time.

……

In the west wing, a man in black clothes and with his face covered appeared in front of Chang Bei.

He clasped his hands together and whispered, "Master Chang, those three people fell into the trap and have been executed. They have now been thrown into a mass grave."

Chang Hui held a cup of fragrant tea in his hand and nodded slightly.