abuse the world

Zhongqing walked out of the gate of the medical hall, and it happened that there was an inn opposite.

Wearing wet clothes, Zhong Qing walked into the door of the inn exhausted.

Seeing Zhong Qing's distressed appearance, the buddy immediately wanted to come up and chase him away.Zhong Qing didn't have much energy to deal with the buddy anymore, because this weak shell had already started to heat up.

Zhongqing casually threw a silver ingot to the clerk, and shook his drowsy head, "A room in the upper room, water for bathing, and some clean clothes to eat and bring over here. The silver is indispensable to you."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the inner hall without waiting for the waiter to answer, he no longer cared about the fact that he didn't have much money left in his hand.

The clerk stared at the silver ingot in his hand, and before he could recover, the silver in his hand was snatched away by the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper kicked the guy who was still in a daze, "Hurry up."

Following the guidance of the staff, Zhong Qing went up to the second floor in a daze.After all, he had already driven for a long time, and then dragged the big scum for a few miles almost non-stop, and now he still has a fever due to the rain.The whole person was really exhausted, and it was difficult to lift his feet as if they were filled with lead.

Mo Langhuan also knew Zhongqing's current situation, so he was naturally very worried.He has a pure heart, so he is extra sensitive like a small animal, and he faintly realizes that part of Zhongqing's suffering is for him.And Mo Langhuan has a character who would rather suffer himself than let others get hurt. Although Zhong Qing is often too lazy to talk to him, he also understands that Zhong Qing has such a kindness towards him.Therefore, Zhongqing felt uncomfortable, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

Zhongqing went upstairs in a daze, and vaguely heard voices coming from the front.He was in a daze, stepped on the air with his right foot, and threw himself forward with his whole body powerless.

"Be careful." A cold voice came, and the next second, Zhong Qing was supported by a pair of warm hands.

These hands are slender like jade, with distinct joints, and a thin layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth, it can be felt that they are a pair of hands with a sword.

Zhongqing raised his head in a daze, because Mo Langhuan was young and seriously short of height, so Zhongqing struggled to see the other party clearly with his head up.What came into my eyes was a pair of cold eyes.

Lin Ruicheng looked into the foggy eyes of the young man in front of him, and felt that the young man was so thin that he almost had the weight of a skeleton. Inexplicably, a small ripple appeared in his heart, which was always calm, so weak that he didn't even have it. find.Lin Ruicheng didn't know that there was a kind of fate called destiny.

Zhongqing stood still in a vain manner, and the man who supported him let go of his hand.The man didn't even say a word, and walked directly past Zhong Qing.

Zhongqing felt a rumbling ringing in his ears, and only heard a woman behind him shouting "big brother, big brother" piecemeal, and felt that his headache was about to burst.

But then, Zhongqing slowly raised the corners of his mouth.Under the extremely astonishing eyes of the man, he went upstairs tremblingly.

Even if the plot was distorted to such an extent by Zhong Qing, the person who should be met still met.It's just that there is no such a coincidence to rescue him this time, Mo Langhuan will never fall in love with this proud man at first sight like in that article again.Therefore, it is not too much for him to help Mo Langhuan get the thing that originally belonged to Mo Langhuan.

Lin Ruicheng walked out of the gate of the inn, and frowned unconsciously when he heard the junior sister beside him still chattering and arguing endlessly.Inexplicably, those water-stained but resolute eyes suddenly reappeared in his heart. After thinking for a while, he held the natal sword at his waist and continued to move forward firmly towards the predetermined goal.

But at this time, Zhongqing had already changed out of the worn clothes, lay down on the not-so-soft blanket, and fell into a deep sleep.But even though he knew that Mo Junxie would take care of the surrounding situation, Zhong Qing still tightly grasped the dagger in his hand.