The God of Raiders dressed as Pan Jinlian

He said that he would go to Furuige Inn to meet Pan Jinlian in a few days, but in the next few days, Xie Lingge was delayed due to urgent matters that were suddenly arranged by his family.

Five days later, when he was done with the matter, he came to Furui Pavilion again but did not find Pan Jinlian.

With a sense of luck, Xie Linge came to the counter and asked the shopkeeper of Furui Pavilion: "The two young men who came here to stay at the shop five days ago have already checked out?" Added: "One is wearing a mask and the other is a very good looking man."

Almost as soon as Xie Lingge finished speaking, the shopkeeper who was almost 50 years old immediately knew which two men he was talking about.

The shopkeeper recalled: "Who are these two..."

Those two men are so memorable, whether it is the tall man wearing a mask or the handsome man, they are impressive enough.

Xie Linge nodded nervously: "Are they still living in the store, or have they closed the house?"

The shopkeeper said: "Those two checked out yesterday."

Xie Linge: "Yesterday?!"

The shopkeeper nodded: "Yes, yesterday." He lifted his eyes up, recalling the specific time: "It's almost at this point."

After Xie Linge listened, the expectation on his face turned into regret.

Did he just miss it...!

He couldn't help clenching the hand hanging by his side, and even felt a kind of regret in his heart.If he had known that this would be the result, he shouldn't have chosen not to look for Pan Jinlian because of Zhao Zishan that day.

Thinking of this, Xie Linge walked out of Furui Pavilion with a sullen expression.

Standing at the door, looking at the bustling streets with people coming and going, he felt a little bit lost, and there was also a feeling of emptiness in his heart.

Finally, Xie Linge went to find Zhou Yu.

Fortunately, Zhou Yu happened to be free today, so Xie Linge immediately dragged Zhou Yu to Qing'an Tower.

Qing'an Building is a well-known restaurant in Bianjing.

Not to mention the elegant and extravagant decoration, the food inside is even more fragrant and mouth-watering.

Food is not the most famous part of Qing'an Building, Qing'an Building is most famous for wine, and the brewed peach blossom wine and Qianli drunk are widely praised throughout Bianjing.

At this time, in the private room of Qing'an Building.

Xie Linge and Zhou Yu sat facing each other. He held a pot of thousand miles drunk in his right hand and an exquisite wine glass in his left hand. Deliberately, with his shrewdness, how could he fail to see that I didn't want him to be with me, and then he said those words..."

Speaking of this, Xie Linge's pretty brows frowned, as if he was a little displeased with Zhao Rin.But in fact, Xie Linge himself knew very well that he was just venting his anger, transferring the displeasure of not seeing Pan Jinlian to Zhao Zishan.

But to be clear, he just didn't want to maintain a rational attitude at this time.Thinking of this, Xie Linge took another gulp of wine.

Xie Linge's drinking capacity is average, neither bad nor good.

Although Thousand Miles Drunk is not the top-level spirit, it has a higher alcohol content than ordinary alcohol and is easier to get drunk.By the time Xie Lingge drank the jug of wine to the bottom, his eyes were clearly drunk.

Even so, Xie Linge didn't intend to stop.

He was half lying on the table, ready to get another pot of Thousand Miles Drunk on the table.However, before the fingertips touched the flagon, the flagon was taken away by the other hand.

This hand is slender and clean, with well-defined joints. Even if there is a thin layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth because of holding the sword all year round, it does not affect the beauty of this hand in the slightest.

Xie Linge followed the hand and looked at its owner.

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly, "After all, I'm invited to drink. It's impossible for you to drink all by yourself."

Hearing this, Xie Linge waved his hands: "You drink, you drink..." He also hiccupped while speaking.

After Zhou Yu filled his wine glass, he looked at Xie Linge opposite and said, "If you want to see Pan Jinlian, why don't you send someone to look for it."

"Looking for?" Xie Linge's eyes moved.

"Hmm." Zhou Yu said, "Although Bianjing is a big city, it might not be easy to find ordinary people, but if it is Pan Jinlian, it shouldn't be difficult." Comparing Pan Jinlian's appearance is too eye-catching, but anyone who has seen Pan Jinlian People, no one should forget.

Thinking of this, the man's face appeared in Zhou Yu's mind.As Xie Linge said after drinking, he had left Qinghe County for a long time, but his memory of Pan Jinlian was deep and clear.

Zhou Yu lowered his eyes, and the dark eyelashes revealed a long and narrow shadow under his eyelids.He looked at the wine glass in his hand, and the thousand miles of drunkenness in the glass reflected his face. From this point of view, his expression was calm and calm, making it impossible to see into his inner thoughts.

However, only Zhou Yu knew that his heart was not as calm and indifferent as it appeared on the surface.Xie Linge's words affected him.Or to be more precise, it was the person Xie Linge mentioned that influenced him.

But this time, perhaps the faint ripples of Qianlizui in the cup reflected the waves in his heart.

Zhou Yu lowered his eyebrows and drank the Qianlizui in his cup.

Xie Lingge, who was opposite him, seemed to be seriously thinking about his suggestion: "You are right, as long as Pan Jinlian is still in the imperial capital, it shouldn't be too difficult to find him..."

Zhou Yu hummed, and said lightly, "So you decided to send someone to look for it?"

Xie Linge put down the wine glass in his hand, straightened his upper body and said, "It's decided." He looked at Zhou Yu, and said firmly and decisively, "I will send someone to find him."

Zhou Yu asked again, "What will happen after you find him?" He said, "What are you going to do?" His voice was deep and magnetic, as if this question was just a casual question.

When Xie Lingge heard this, he didn't know what he thought of, and his originally excited expression fell down again.Facing Zhou Yu's gaze, his lips moved, and it took him a long time to say a few words: "I don't know..."

He really didn't know what he was going to do after finding Pan Jinlian.In fact, Pan Jinlian and Wu Zhi are married, and they have the closest relationship by marriage in the world.

Leaving aside whether Pan Jinlian likes Wu Zhi or not, just the fact that Pan Jinlian and Wu Zhi are in a husband and wife relationship makes him somewhat at a loss as to what to do.

After thinking about it, Xie Linge immediately sighed, picked up the wine glass again, and got drunk.

After another gulp, Xie Linge wiped off the overflowing liquor from the corner of his lips.At this moment, the feeling of drunkenness surged up, and his consciousness was already not sober. The drunk Xie Linge murmured in a low voice: "...In short, we will talk about it after seeing him..."

Hearing this, Zhou Yu was thoughtful.

Let's see him first...

Zhou Yu repeated Xie Lingge's words in his heart.It seems that he is simply thinking about this sentence, and it seems that he is saying it to himself.

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The same moment, the other side.

Fu Zhenhong, who was missed by Xie Lingge, was sitting in the small garden of his new home, watching Wu Zhi make a swing for him under the gazebo.

This is the small house they rented early this morning, and the lease period is half a year.

The size of the small house is not large, and the garden and the house are not comparable to the small courtyards of some slightly larger houses.Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

Fu Zhenhong is quite satisfied with this small house.

Bianjing is the imperial capital, where every inch of land is precious.

To buy this small house, the money needed to pay is enough to buy ten shops in Qinghe County.Fu Zhenhong and Wu Zhi thought that if they bought this small house, they would spend less money on the pharmacy.

And once you buy a house, you will be regarded as a registered permanent residence, and if there is any sudden change, it will not be very convenient.So after a lot of consideration, the two finally decided to rent for a period of time.

At this moment, the time has just arrived, and it is time for the afternoon rest.

In this weather, the sun is warm and bright, and the lazy halo shines on the earth, giving people a sense of laziness and idleness.

In order to facilitate making the swing, Wu Zhi rolled up his sleeves.

Under the sun, his strong and powerful arms were stained with a honey-like color.The smooth muscle lines stretched between actions, full of a kind of vigorous and explosive power.

Wu Zhi was very tall, and after the hidden disease of lameness was cured, his figure became more and more tall and straight.With wide shoulders and narrow waist, it is the kind of existence that can stand out from the crowd only by virtue of its figure while wearing a mask without looking at its appearance.

Fu Zhenhong watched quietly, her gaze shifted from Wu Zhi's body to his face.On his face, he still wore the silver mask that Fu Zhenhong was familiar with.On the way to Bianjing, Wu Zhi once said that when he arrived in Bianjing, he could pick

In the past few days, Wu Zhi has been busy looking for a house and looking for a suitable shop, so that the two of them don't get along much.Fu Zhenhong did not specifically ask Wu Zhi to pick

And today, it's almost time.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhenhong looked at Wu Zhi with a more meaningful look in his eyes.

It wasn't his illusion, in fact, Fu Zhenhong could vaguely feel that Wu Zhi didn't take the initiative to say that he wanted to take off the mask, but was waiting for him to speak.

Fu Zhenhong had an intuition that the scars on Wu Zhi's face might have been fun as early as when they came to Bianjing City.

The other party is hanging him.trying to whet his appetite

making him curious.

The other party is using this method to focus his gaze on himself invisibly.Arouse him to have a stronger curiosity about the face under his mask.

And Wu Zhi did exactly that.

Fu Zhenhong had to admit that during the period since they left Qinghe County to Bianjing, he was indeed more and more curious about Wu Zhi's face.

Wu Zhi, who was making a swing, felt Fu Zhenhong's gaze. He raised his head and looked at Fu Zhenhong.

When the four eyes met, his lips moved slightly, and he said three words: "It's almost over."

Fu Zhenhong heard the words, and looked at the swing that only needed to be connected with a strong thick rope.Counting the time, Wu Zhi only spent an hour.

Fu Zhenhong wanted to install a swing in the small courtyard, but Fu Zhenhong said it casually, but Wu Zhi listened to it, and made the swing very seriously.

Today, he was wearing light gray clothes, and the wood sawdust stained his body, hair, and even the mask.

Fu Zhenhong stood up, walked towards Wu Zhi, raised her hand to brush away the sawdust above Wu Zhi's head.

Fu Zhenhong asked him, "Are you tired?"

Wu Zhi shook his head and said: "After I hang up the iron chain and then tie the thick rope, the swing will be ready to sit on."

After the words fell, Wu Zhi immediately followed suit.

After a while, a swing was ready.

Wu Zhi tested the firmness of the swing, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the swing, he walked up to Fu Zhenhong and asked with a smile on his lips, "Try now?"

Fu Zhenhong nodded lightly, and replied, "Okay."

After the words were finished, Fu Zhenhong was about to walk over, but just as he lifted his feet, Wu Zhi hugged him horizontally.

Fu Zhenhong took advantage of the situation to put her arm on Wu Zhi's shoulder, and clasped her hands on the back of Wu Zhi's neck.

Wu Zhi lowered his head, looked at the man in his arms, and the arc of his lips spread a little more, "I'll carry you over." He said so, but he had already acted first.

After holding Fu Zhenhong firmly on the swing, Wu Zhi stood beside the swing, holding the rope in his hand, and gently swayed the swing for Fu Zhenhong.

After a while, Wu Zhi stopped moving, and the swing gradually stopped.Fu Zhenhong tilted her head slightly, cast a sideways glance at Wu Zhi, and asked slowly, "When will you take off the mask?"

Wu Zhi didn't seem to be surprised that Fu Zhenhong would ask such a question. He walked up to Fu Zhenhong, bent slightly, and looked at Fu Zhenhong's. He looked at Fu Zhenhong's beautiful eyebrows and slowly said two words One word: "Now."

"Me?" Fu Zhenhong asked him.

"Well, you come." Wu Zhi replied.