Chapter 30 Do me a favor

The mind was a little dizzy. Lianqi tried to open his eyes, and the scene he saw was very vague. She took a breath and closed her eyes. After a few seconds of resting, she opened them again. The scene in front of her was still a flower... It was really tired... She felt that her eyelids were heavy and she wanted to sleep... What on earth happened... She couldn't figure it at all...

There was the sound of opening the door in the haze, and then there was a relatively light step. She felt someone walking to her bedside as if they were looking at her. Forsian wanted to open his eyes, but his eyes were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he couldn't open them.

"I said, little Fengling, I got the girl you want. As for whether she is willing to help you or not, that's your business." Hua Niang then entered the room and looked at Lianqiao's coma. She thought that Zi'e, the dead girl, had used too much ecze. In case she slept all day and night, do you want to rehearse?

"You go out first. I have a way to let her agree." Fengling sat down at the table, and her cheeks were very attractive. Her delicate fingers opened the tea cup on the table and moved slowly.

The flower girl was a little hesitant, but looking at Fengling's confident appearance, she retreated after thinking about it again and again. Feng Ling sat at the table quietly siping tea. After a long time, she said, "Girl, are you thirsty?"

It turned out that she knew that she was pretending to be asleep... Lianqi raised her right hand and rubbed her temples, gently opened her eyes, "Hmm..." There was almost no sound, and her voice was too dry...

The wind chime has no expression, just opened a teacup and poured it for her, and then brought it to the bedside. She hugged the fortia with one hand and held her upper body up. After tidying up the pillow, the fortac leaned against it. After taking the water she handed over, Lianqi smiled at her and lowered his head and drank it all into his stomach.

"Excuse me...what happened to me? Where's Zi'e?" Lianqiao didn't know how she fainted at all. In her memory, she went to her house with Zi'e, and then they ate together, and then she didn't remember what happened later. Where is this? Who are you?

"This is Baihualou. I'm the girl here. My name is Fengling. As for Zi'e you mentioned, she is the maid here. Do you want to see her?

The fortear looks at Fengling's cold face and is stupid, Baihualou? Zi'e? Maid???" Where is Baihua Tower..." Hearing the name, especially when she said "girl" just now, a bad feeling rose in Lianqi's heart. It won't be...

"The largest brothel in the imperial capital." Fengling glanced at her, turned around and walked to the table, put down the empty cup in her hand, and continued, "Girl, don't be afraid. I asked the girl over. I want to ask her for help. After the Huakui Competition is held the night after tomorrow, I will send the girl home in person.

"Can I help you?" Lian Jian thought, can she still help others?" ...What's the matter?"

"You are not alone, are you?"

Because of Zi'e's incident, Lianqiao now has a guard against strangers. She looked straight at the wind chime and did not reply.

"I said, I won't hurt you. Tell me your name, and I will find a way to spread your affairs in Baihua Tower, so that your friends will come here to find you.

"Really?" Lianqi doesn't believe it very much, "What's the benefit to you doing this?"

"I'll help you find your friend, so you should also help me with one thing, right?" Fengling stood by the fortight bed, and a pair of cold phoenix eyes added a lot of amorous feelings to her, and her whole body exuded coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away. She didn't look like a brothel woman at all.

"What do you want me to do?" Forsythia is a little nervous - he doesn't want her to receive guests, does he?

The thoughts in Lian Jian's heart were written on her face, and Fengling hooked the corners of her mouth. She comforted her, "Girl, don't worry, I won't let you lose your virginity. I just need to take something away for me on the day you leave. With that, he took out a goose-yellow lucky bag embroidered with elegant white lotus: "I hope the girl can send this to the hands of the wandering immortals."

"Is it a wandering fairy?" Lian Qiao was a little surprised that it was such a coincidence? She took the lucky bag and felt that the lucky bag was very light. When she touched it, it seemed that there was only one bead in it? However, since it is given to senior Fu, this woman should not be a bad person, right? To be honest, one of my friends is an apprentice of senior Fu.

"Well..." A trace of brilliance flashed in Fengling's eyes. Hearing Lian Jian's words, her expression eased a lot: "That's really great. I hope the girl must help me deliver the things."

"This is no problem. So...is there anything else?" Lian Jian agreed, believing that it should not be difficult for Lan Ming to see his master.

Fengling shook his head and asked again, "Can you tell me your name this time?" I can help you find your friend."

"My name is Forseng. I'm separated from my three friends, and they must be in a hurry now. Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome." Fengling wrote down the name of Lianqi and was ready to go out to start doing this. Finally, she told her, "I will ask the maid to bring dinner to the girl later. After the girl finishes eating, she can rest."

Lian Jian answered. After seeing that the door was closed, she took the lucky bag that the wind chime had just given her and observed it carefully. She felt that the things in her hand were round. She was quite curious about what it was. However, she was afraid that the wind bell would push the door and enter, which made her like a thief. Finally, she put the lucky bag in her arms and wanted to wait until she left the flower house to see.

You should be able to see them soon...

Forsythia lay down, staring at the winds by the bed, and his thoughts kept drifting...

*

The wind bell sat at the table embroidered, and the candles burned quietly. The night was already deep. I don't know when the person she was waiting for would come.

The window was opened by the wind, a dark shadow flashed in, and the next second the candle was blown out. Her wrist was pulled up strongly, and she fell into a thick embrace, and her hot lips pressed up.

The air suddenly became hot, and the broad palms swam across her clothes. There was a slight tremor wherever she went, and the wind chimes couldn't help but be delicate. With a sound, the comeer was chanted by this sound. Oh, it makes me fall in love. If he wanted to rise, he simply picked her up and wanted to walk to the bedside. No, no..." Fengling gasped, and his kiss was so warm that she couldn't breathe.

"Give it to me..." The man's deep voice was full of affection. Desire, he hugged the bequeak in his arms tighter, and his eyes flashed in the night: "Linger... I can't wait any longer..."

"No!" Equally affectionate. Wanting to be tortured, Fengling still keeps a clear mind: "Three brothers, now that we have reached this juncture, we absolutely can't! Otherwise, otherwise, Master's hatred..."

"Maybe we will die together the day after tomorrow." Zhulang put his head against Fengling's forehead, and there was a trace of choking in his voice: "It's my greatest regret in my life that I didn't marry you. But I want you to be my woman. He hopes to have a younger sister completely in the little time left.

"He is such a shrewd person. If I am not perfect, how can I deceive him? ..." Fengling's eyes flashed with tears. She struggled to jump off his arms, turned around and looked at him, and cried softly: "Brother, we must avenge this kind of extermination, otherwise how can we have the face to meet the masters and uncles and 500 compatriots of the Lin family when we go to Huangquan?"

Standing quietly in place, a gust of night wind brought him a lot of clarity - yes! The night after tomorrow, he and his sister fought for their lives, and there must be no mistake!" Sorry, I'm confused..." He lowered his head, apologized like a wind chime, and then asked, "Is the plan going well?"

"It's going well." Fengling nodded and said, "The Huakui Competition has spread everywhere, and he will definitely come then." Speaking of this, she paused and thought for a few seconds before she mentioned the matter of Forte: "I found a girl today. I think she can send the relics of the master to the old man in Sanyou Fairy for us."

"Girl?" Zhulang doesn't really believe this girl: "Is it reliable?"

"A very simple girl, and her friend is the apprentice of the wandering fairy elder. In addition, I'm afraid that others don't know what to do with the master's relics."

The waves' eyes are a little gloomy. The Lin family is also a family of hundreds of years, but it disappeared overnight. The reason why the devil destroyed their whole door is nothing more than for the things that the master delivered to them before his death. Now such an important thing has fallen on a little girl. I'm afraid the future is worrying for her...

"I will be there on time the day after tomorrow." Zhulang said that he wanted to turn around and leave. Before leaving, he looked at Fengling deeply: "If there is an afterlife..."

The wind chime looked at him, and his heart trembled gently.

"I will marry you."

"Good." Fengling smiled and tears fell at the same time. She looked at the back that jumped out of the window and drifted away, smiling and shed tears.

If there is an afterlife...

If there is an afterlife.

*

The big black bird was flying in the air, and Mu Yu sat in front of it. She ran all the way to the imperial capital according to Lan Ming's reply, hoping to make peace with them quickly.

Behind her, sitting with grown-up meat, her long black hair has also grown a lot, and now she has reached her waist. After two and a half months of retreat, his skin color is whiter than before. Especially after a serious illness, it is a little transparent.

When Mu Yu brought him out, he knew that Lian Jian was gone. At that moment, his heart was extremely angry, and there was a heat wave rolling in his body. If it hadn't been for Mu Yi's internal strength, I'm afraid that the roof of the Mu family would have been blown up by him.

The galloping wind flew through his ears, his eyes were closed, his thin lips were slightly squeezed, and he just wanted to reach the imperial capital faster. Hurry up... Hurry up...