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Although she looks like I let you, everyone knows that even if she goes back to get the god's romantic fort, she can't do any harm to Ling Xiaocheng.

Letting go, Ling Xiaocheng glanced aside, and the woman who looked exactly like Luo Wuhua had already disappeared.

"Let's go, everyone, who told you to stare at others so shamelessly."

Ma Yin said from the side, her tone was slightly sour.

Looking away, Ling Xiaocheng once again shouldered the porter's task: "Ma Yin, do you want to go back?"

"Hmph!" Ma Yin clasped her arms around her chest and strode forward: "You think well, today's task is to play... No! It's to collect information in the imperial capital."

Seeing that Ma Yin was about to disappear from his sight, Ling Xiaocheng looked down at the bag in his hand, shook his head and followed helplessly.

Women are born shopaholics...

A small head tentatively protruded from the wall next to it, and the snow-blue pupils glanced at it, then quickly shrank back.

Luckily, the stranger didn't come after him.

Luo Musheng covered his chest, took a deep breath, his whole body completely relaxed, and a duck sat on the ground.

Ok?

By the way, I have to give uncle something.

Luo Musheng quickly stood up and ran towards the place where the uncle lived.

dong dong!

Luo Musheng outside the door was panting, her face was a little rosy, and a few drops of sweat appeared on her forehead. Just now she stepped up and ran over to reduce contact with strangers.

It would be terrible if I met a man like the one staring at me just now.

But really tired...

"Muzi, you're here." The door opened with a click, and a middle-aged man in an old army coat smiled and let her in.

"You have worked hard on this journey." Uncle Sang handed Luo Musheng a glass of water: "Is anyone bullying you in the capital?"

He learned a lot about the chaos in the imperial capital along the way, especially the faction headed by ministers. As long as the ministers whispered in His Majesty's ears, any bad things could be taken for granted.

It is not uncommon to seduce girls, or even directly arrest girls for abuse.

And Luo Musheng is so weak, even though she is very wary of strangers, Uncle Sang is still very worried about her, very afraid that she will be caught by bad guys.

Luo Musheng calmed down his breath, then took out a piece of paper from the small bag, wrote something on it with a pen, and then handed him the paper and the contents of the bag.

Thank you for your concern, Uncle Sang, this is what you want.

"They said that you don't need to do these things for me." Uncle Sang took the things and put them down, and said earnestly: "I protect you only because your eyes resemble someone I used to know. There is no other meaning."

Luo Musheng lowered his head slightly, remained silent for a while, and did not speak again.

She is full of vigilance towards strangers, and she cannot accept help from others in vain, so she wants to help him do something to thank him, then live safely, and then go find her sister.

Uncle Sang sighed and didn't say anything else. He still understood Luo Musheng's character, and he had put in a lot of effort to express his kindness before.

what is this?

Luo Musheng felt something slippery like silk in his pocket, and took it out directly.

Her pupils shrank, her hands trembled a little, she opened her mouth slightly, and wanted to say something, but in the end she could only silently stare at the things in her hands.

And what was in his hand was a familiar red ribbon.

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Chapter 58 What is evil?

Along the way, Ma Yin was still sulking and walked forward angrily, completely ignoring Ling Xiaocheng who was following behind.

I don't dislike you as a cold and paralyzed pervert, but you dare to dislike Miss Ben, it really pissed me off.

The more Ma Yin thought about it, the angrier she became, she simply turned her grief and anger into an appetite, went to a gourmet restaurant and sat down, asked for a crepe and ate it happily.

In addition, she also turned her head to show off, biting and rattling with her small mouth in front of Ling Xiaocheng, as if she was biting Ling Xiaocheng, very relieved.

But she didn't know that this kind of abstract attack had no effect on Ling Xiaocheng at all, not at all.

Ling Xiaocheng waved his hand, asking for a snack and a drink, and ate happily, completely ignoring Ma Yin's mind attack.

Seeing Ling Xiaocheng eating so leisurely, feeling that her attack was hitting the cotton candy, Ma Yin gritted her white teeth and stared at Ling Xiaocheng angrily.

If eyes and thoughts could kill someone, Ling Xiaocheng would have been cut into eight pieces by Ma Yin, no!It should be nine paragraphs!

With a cold snort, Ma Yin opened her mouth and swallowed the whole crepe in one big gulp.

But what I didn't expect was that even the crepe was against her, and it was stuck in her throat, and she refused to come out.

There is only one sentence in Ma Yin's mind at the moment: Why did God treat me like this!What am I doing wrong?It was obviously the fault of the man with facial paralysis!

God: Don't ask, it's God's will to ask.

Maine: "..."

Ha ha.

Isn't God's will what you mean?

Ma Yin hammered her chest with her small hands, trying to make the damn thing stuck in her throat follow its fate, and quickly fell into her stomach, turning into her energy.

After going on for a while, it was useless, and Ma Yin's cheeks gradually turned red due to lack of oxygen, and the cherry pink twin horses were bobbing up and down following the owner's discomfort.

"Take it and drink it." Ling Xiaocheng, who was sitting next to her, picked up her own drink and handed it over.

Ma Yin's eyes lit up as if she had seen a life-saving straw, and she sucked it all at once regardless of Sanqi 21. The drink flowed down the straw into her small mouth, flushing the foreign matter down her throat.

Immediately, Ma Yin felt that her throat was liberated, and she took a few deep breaths. For the first time, she felt that breathing was so beautiful...

By the way, thanks to this drink, otherwise I would have become the world's first killer who died of choking on food.

If other colleagues know about it, they will definitely be laughed out of their teeth.

And if unfortunately it is recorded in the history books, even later generations will know that there was a killer who was choked while eating and ended his life hastily, that would really be "famous in history".

The more Ma Yin thought about it, the more frightened she became, she quickly shook her head and threw all these unreliable thoughts out of the millennium.

"Thank you Ling Xiaocheng." Ma Yin's eyes were a little complicated.

Although he stared lewdly at other people's faces before, and disliked me and other unpleasant things, but this time he saved me after all.