Princess Against the World

"As for the Zhou family, they can also be mixed with eyes and ears. The true and the false are inseparable, because even if they get the Lishun Stone, they can still track the whereabouts of the Lishun Stone in secret, so that they can confuse the audience..."

Dingmiao was said to have a big head: "Then you mean that these two possibilities... will exist?"

This is just great!

Originally thought that the Lihun Stone was in the Yan family, now a Zhou family has emerged.

"Miss Ling, the Zhou family is not the Yan family... Yan Feiyun and Yan Jiangshan, father and son, are afraid that they will not be able to compete with Zhou Yan... Don't look at that kid with a broken leg. It seems that his IQ planning is what I have seen in my life. People second to Mo Xuanchen..."

After a pause, I added another sentence.

"I'm afraid it's... on par with you!"

"Dingmiao, what do you mean?" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Why do you want to add a sentence later? Consolation prize?"

It sounds like a special sentence added for fear of anger.

"If that's the case, why don't you say it... isn't this an insult to me?"

Behind the consolation prize, that means she is not as good as Zhou Yan.

It's better to say it directly!

At the very least, she won't be so sour!

"I really didn't mean that..."

Dingmiao wanted to explain, thought about it, and finally shut up.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. When you meet Zhou Yan and get to know him deeply, you will know what I mean!"

No longer entangled, Dingmiao and Ling Luoyu once again agreed on the meeting place and went to Liao Feng.

Ling Luoyu went to Zhou's house.

The street between the Zhou family and the Yan family only restricted the movement of slaves, but did not restrict normal transactions.

Just not a slave, you can come and go freely.

Ling Luoyu took off the Yaohuan, changed into an ordinary coarse cloth shirt, put a bamboo basket on his back, put some small fruits, and returned to Zhou's realm again leisurely.

Only this time, there was no blood flow from the last time.

The people of the Zhou family and the Yan family have become accustomed to this rhythm of life.

Ling Luoyu peddled fruit symbolically, but didn't forget to inquire about Zhou Yan's residence.

It's just that the fruit is too poor, and she hasn't eaten much.

Walking while eating, when the fruit in the bamboo basket was almost eaten, she also saw what people said of Zhou Jiacheng.

Compared with the towering palaces of the Yan family, Zhou's family city looks old and vicissitudes of life.

Its overall construction is bamboo and wood, which limits the bearing capacity of the pavilion itself, so that the entire Zhoujiacheng is only three stories high.

However, it has many guards.

The consciousness was released, and she simply checked the circle.

"So many secret guards..."

There are more than three layers inside and three layers outside, and the number of staggered crossings requires ten layers of guards.

But just looking at the surface, there are only a few sparse people.

"Fatty, Fatty, I am coming... You should know that, right?"

Feng Chenglin could perceive such a special breath of Chaos Yuan Ling.

Choosing a place to sit down, Ling Luoyu prepared tea and snacks, and looked at the direction of Zhou Jiacheng leisurely, waiting for Feng Chenglin to come to the appointment.

But until the sky turned dark, I didn't see Feng Chenglin.

"What the **** is this fat guy?"

So slow, not the style of Fengchenglin.

Knowing that she is here, he should be here to attend the appointment.

Strangely, he didn't.

For Ling Luoyu, this is not a good phenomenon.

"Fatty, don't scare me..." Sitting up straight, Ling Luoyu no longer felt as comfortable as before.