Leng Xiaobai woke up and looked at the two people sitting beside him. The previous sentence was very generous. My wife said this only when she showed her ambitions in front of the old beggar.

But I didn't expect that I pretended to be crazy and said it again, and it was a bit difficult to fool it in front of my two wives.

Leng Xiaobai didn't know what he should say, like the books he read at the street stalls, those who were like flower pickers, showed mercy everywhere, and then said something.

"I will be responsible for you. My love for you is the same. No matter who you are in danger, I will be so sad that I will die of sad..."

After all, novels are novels. Some things are just made up for imagination. If they cannot be true, how can they love everyone the same? The two people around them give them completely different feelings, let alone more people, they don’t have any ideas in this regard.

To be honest, I dare not think.

"We have discussed Sister Yan. We will stay by your side together to take care of you. After all, you are crazy. You may be aware of when it will become dementia again, and you always need someone to take care of you."

Hongyun said wisely, and Yan Xia nodded.

"This period of time has made you worried. It was all my fault before. Now we are a family. We will naturally take care of our own people in the future and will not rush out so blindly."

Leng Xiaobai thought about the people in the book. At this time, he hugged the two people around him. The picture was so warm.

However, before Leng Xiaobai's hand was lifted up, the two of them were already leaning against his shoulders, so he hugged the two of them in his arms.

The warmth in the room does not mean the peace outside.

When Ningcheng's army arrived here, there was nothing else except chaos. Li Qiusheng and the other two were locked in prison, which was considered to be settled.

"A servant died. This man had no father or mother. He was only a young sister, only fourteen years old. Fang Yan, please help take care of him. As for other matters, I will deal with it."

Xue Hua looked at the chaotic city lord's mansion. Although he could clean up what he saw, he was as clean and tidy as before, and the invisible ones were still slapped on his face randomly, and the invisible pain was even worse.

"Okay, please contact me any time you need. Xiaobai will be with you during this period. You must take good care of what you said. Let's talk about what you said, at least wait until Xiaobai's situation stabilizes."

Xue Hua nodded. Fang Yan had just returned from the city lord's mansion and he still had a lot of things to do, such as telling his father about their development, and Xue Hua wanted to take his father away.

"Father, I know everything about grandpa."

On the way back, Fang Er, who was walking with Fang Hui, said.

"Have you seen Ning Shijian?"

"I have been to Liujun Mountain. The man told me a lot of things. I respect my father's decision. I don't plan to practice martial arts. There is a good thing in the world that can't be done with money, as long as I have money."

"Child, you are wrong. Some things cannot be done by spending money. For example, you can do a lot of things for a sworn brother. I don't know what he can do for you when you are in trouble?"

Fang Hui said it very seriously.

"My father didn't teach me often that small favors do not need to be rewarded. Communicate with others and treat them with sincerity. Let them be able to keep them unobstructed in this world."

"How could there be an unobstructed road? At that time, you were still young, so I said that from now on, you have to make every decision by yourself. You must think twice before making a decision."

Fang Hui did not return to their business, but went to another yard. Fang Yan didn't know what this yard was for, so he drove it here for the first time.

"Thinking twice does not mean being indecisive, it just makes you think about it when doing something, and don't regret it when doing it. Even if you regret it after doing it, don't give up halfway, even if it's wrong."

In the bridal chamber, Leng Xiaobai put the sword in his hand on Yan Xia's hand and reminded him.

"No matter when and where, the sword never leaves you, you must believe that the sword can protect you. Only by believing in him is more important than believing in yourself can he listen to you."

Yan Xia stroked the gray wolf and saw how powerful this inconspicuous sword could have. He had seen the result with his own eyes in Leng Xiaobai's hand. The gray wolf was this sword.

Leng Xiaobai walked on the table and picked up the Zhanlu sword. As he said just now, the sword never leaves his body. No matter where he goes, even when he pretends to be asleep, the Zhanlu sword can be taken away by him without attracting other people's attention.

"I can't use this sword anymore. The result of disappointing one sword is that it is difficult for a person to forgive. You can try to pull it out."

Hongyun's clothes were red, not because it was a happy day. Even he usually wore red clothes, just like Yan Xia was wearing dark red clothes, just like the color of the setting sun at dusk.

Hongyun looked at Leng Xiaobai's eyes. The eyes were very serious and it seemed like they were doing something very dangerous. His eyes were all on this sword.

Hongyun took the Zhanlu sword, which was not as heavy as expected. He placed his slender jade hand on the hilt of the sword, and no matter how hard he used it, it would be futile.

Leng Xiaobai didn't understand why Hongyun could pick up this sword but couldn't pull it out. Could it be that this sword would be shy?

"Let's put this sword here first. You can use it if you can pick it up. Although it is a little more bulky, it can block most of the attacks in the world. We will not encounter any attacks that cannot be blocked."

Hongyun put it away, and Zhanlu's sword could not be bound to his waist like a gray wolf, and could only be held casually.

Before Leng Xiaobai was crazy, the Zhanlu sword, which was originally full of rust and was difficult to detect in a pile of rotten iron, was already a red scabbard, and the rust on it was gone, especially after being placed in Hongyun's hand, it became more and more like a sword.

It was like a sword used by a woman, from the originally wide scabbard to a very beautiful appearance, the color on the hilt and the size of the handshake.

Leng Xiaobai couldn't explain clearly, and Yan Xia just said with a teasing voice.

"Zhan Lu Jian no longer wants to be by his side, so when he reaches Hongyun's hands, he becomes a different person."

"No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a sword of benevolence and righteousness. Could something be wrong?"

No one answered Leng Xiaobai's question, but Zhan Lu Jian seemed to be answering his words.

In Hongyun's hand, Zhan Lu's sword was unsheathed, but it was not as white as the first time. It was very normal. It could not be pulled out normally. There was a red cloud on the scabbard.

But no one could see that the pattern on it was a word "cold".

"Since this is the case, it is more convenient for you to take with you, it is much better than a broken iron."
Chapter completed!