However, hanging on horseback like this looks relaxed, but in fact, it is very strong. In a short time, Zong Jin is tired of scolding, and his voice is getting smaller and smaller, and he gradually closes his head and looks like a dead dog before he wakes up.

At this time, He Lianheng replied, "The original people will ignore you before they die."
It’s really uncomfortable to keep your head in the blood. Zong Jinyou has the strength to scold very little. "The king’s eggs are old …"
"The horse will arrive in Jiulong" He Lianheng said so. "If you are honest, I can untie you."
"… what honesty …"
When I was conscious, I didn’t feel that this would wake up. Zong Jin felt that his head was about to explode and his speech became smaller and smaller, which seemed to be a compromise.
"You not only want to find revenge for Luo Chen Huan, but it is a good choice to be with He Lianjun." He Lianheng said this with deliberate convergence to let Zongjin hear that "even if you are from the family of Wei Chi, if you really have a position in the family of Wei Chi, you will not live in Zhangzhou, and you will not be a prostitute … I’m afraid the family of Wei Chi is not so good to enter."
“……”
"If I guess correctly," the man continued, "will you be stranded in Zhangzhou?"
“……”
"Don’t want to say?"
"… I feel terrible" ZongJinRen can endure "to throw up …"
He Lianheng was angry when he heard his words. He waved his hand and motioned for a procession to stop. There was just a tea shop looking at them with some trepidation. Usually, the appearance of other fief flags means that the war is about to open, and the four-sided flag is the first one in the world.
"Take a break here" He Lianheng said slightly "Beitang will buy another horse"
He Lianheng finished and flew to Ma Zongjin’s head, feeling that the wrist suddenly loosened and the hemp rope was disconnected.
The little boy was in such a mess that he slipped from the horse’s back and his feet just touched the ground, and he was still a little soft. After a pause, Zong Jin grabbed the horse’s mane and let his body feel uncomfortable for a moment and handed his eyes to the distance at will.
-Shangzhou he Weichi home boundary.
In the distance, you can see that just before they passed through the city gate, the three fire flags of Weichi’s house were swaying, and the soldiers guarding the city were sitting idly nearby, and they didn’t check the people coming and going at all
He wasn’t like this when he was here.
Although Wei Chilan was imperial, he took good care of Jiulong and Shangzhou.
The familiar scenery reflected in his eyes for a moment made him a little confused. Zong Jin looked at it for a long time and wondered whether he was more resentful or more resistant. When he looked back, Hector even the group of people have been seated in the teahouse awning, and Hector even is holding a teacup and hanging his eyes to drink tea.
It is not the most important thing to defeat Lian Henggen. The most important thing is to go back to his home and tell those loyal to his retainer Wei Chilan that Luo Chenhuan is a ghost.
He is really uncomfortable. At the moment, he wants to sit for a cup of tea and slowly toss all the way to get tired. So ZongJin didn’t talk much and went to Helianheng’s side.
It used to be Jiang Yi’s place. When he caught a glimpse of Zong Jin’s figure, he hesitated to get up and give up his position.
Zong Jin didn’t think anything was wrong. He sat straight and lifted his left leg across the bench.
Others, such as He Lianheng’s master and servant, are sitting at other tables; Jiang Yi’s action is like sitting on the road and everyone is whispering.
How can a humble servant turn over like a good servant?
Some people laughed sarcastically behind their backs, while others talked quietly.
It was Zong Jin who didn’t notice anything. He leaned over and sniffed at the Helianheng tea bowl and then said, "Don’t you have rattan tea here?"
The stall owner was far away as if he was afraid of hearing Zong Jin’s words. He suddenly came to God. "Hey, little brother Jiulong?"
"Yes," Zong Jin picked his eyebrows and glanced at He Lianheng’s expressive face. He remembered that Yu Pei "wanted two bowls" because of him.
"OK"
Zong Jin touched his chest-broken Yu Pei. He picked it up a lot. I don’t know. He always picked it up. He picked it up. Now he is holding it in his pocket and Parry is hiding it in his chest.
Fortunately, it was not knocked out.
His interest in these gold, silver and jade articles is that in the past, Wei Chi’s mistress, that is, his mother broke the jade hairpin, and his father found someone to repair it. Since the jade hairpin can be repaired, Yu Pei can certainly repair it.
Soon two bowls of reddish-brown tea were brought to the table.
He Lianheng glanced at it and didn’t say much; But Zongjin suddenly moved the new bowl over and directly pushed the bowl he had just drunk away to "drink this"
"I don’t like tea" He Lianheng casually said.
"Let you drink it" Zong Jin frowned. "Of course, you have to drink rattan tea when you come to Jiulong. You can’t drink it anywhere else … Do you believe that I am me and not you? Will it poison you?"
"I have never poisoned you." The man turned his eyes to him. "But you deliberately tried to kill me many times."
"Old … do not deny it," Zong Jin said. "But you should drink less and have a taste of this."
When he finished, he took the lead in lifting the bowl and poured it into his mouth. It was like drinking half a bowl of tea belly Zongjin squinting and sighing. "This is the taste."
He Lianheng hasn’t seen him smile several times since Zong Jin appeared; Every time they talk, Zong Jin must be tense, as if he had a deep hatred with himself.
When he smiles, this pair of skins is really delicious
He Lianheng looked down at the tea, brown tea, black tea and water in front of him, and some of them were clear and reflected his own shadow. He took a sip at first, tasted astringent and fine, and the sweet aftertaste dissipated quickly. Somehow, it was somewhat refreshing. This was not tea but not so sweet soup.
-it turns out that such an arrogant and violent person likes sweetness.
The man is thinking about the little man propping up his elbow on the desktop; On the table with one hand, I knocked lightly and said, "I will act alone when I get to Kuala Lumpur;" Yu Pei, I will pay you back. You don’t have to worry. "
"Is it still like time?"
"I will give it back to you before you leave Jiulong."
"What if there isn’t?"
Repeated questioning made Zong Jin fidgety again, glancing at He Lianheng’s irritating face, and he didn’t good the spirit. "If I didn’t change it for you, I would give you a cow and a horse, right?"