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The noise of the market went from far to near, and Yan Guogong pulled the reins and slowed down.

In the air is the smell of incense candles, mixed with a certain floral fragrance and the strong grease used by women.

Yan Zhaolie couldn't stand the slow tones. He leaned back and slid down the horseback. His feet just stepped on the ground. His injured buttocks were tightened and the pain hurt his teeth. Suddenly, Shizi remembered What, open mouth yelled several times, and then wiped the corners of the lips with wide sleeves.

His old man cast a very disdainful look.

Yan Zhaolie took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse to kill his father on the spot.

Both father and son travel in casual clothes and dress as ordinary people.

Yan Zhaolie was wounded, his expression weakened, and even the sharpness of his anger had converged a bit, but it seemed less dazzling. But he had a stern eyebrow and a beautiful face, and the girls would always peep at him when they passed.

He has long been accustomed to this kind of gaze, and casually walked in front of Yan Guogong.On both sides were stalls with many gadgets. In addition to the popular rouge gouache and Buddhist utensils, there were various places in the temporary pavilions The paintings and calligraphy, cherishing mistakes, damask, exotic jewelry, ivory, and jade are like a splendid pile of flowers.

Perhaps it was pleasing to the eye. Yan Zhaolie picked up a red brocade box, and the stall owner immediately smiled and said that it was a honeyed incense exchanged by the camel caravan from Persia. After ancient brewing, the aroma was mellow and mellow. Sweet and sweet, it has always been known as a butterfly.

Yan Zhaolie picked up the jade box and sniffed it in the past.

When doing this action, Yu Guang glanced inadvertently to the front, his familiar eyebrows caught in his sight.

Yan Zhaolie suddenly froze.

Not far away, the man's light-gauze leno opened a bit, and a pair of men's hands clearly holding her face. Lin Lang looked up slightly at her chin, and the colorful tassels on her cheeks were shaken by the wind, shaking the little swing. From his point of view, the woman's eyes are like spring water, and the smile on her lips is very sweet.

She had never laughed at him like this before.

At that moment, the emotion called jealousy ran rampant in my mind.

He was so irrational.

Yan Zhaolie's face fell suddenly and gloomy, covered with dark clouds.

"What are you doing? If you don't take the money from others, you want to be a robber?" Yan Guogong's voice came from behind.

The young man's body froze as if pouring ice water over his head.

He almost forgot the existence of the old man.

Seeing Lin Lang being so intimate with others, Yan Zhaolie's heart seemed to be covered with a nest of extremely fat poisonous scorpions. Unload eight.

Intellectually told him that it was the best time to let the vicious woman lose her reputation, but he hated his indisputableness even more, and his body reacted before the brain.

Yan Guogong saw his son's footsteps turned abruptly, turned around, and pretended to ask the stall owner Mi Hexiang for the price, and his voice was louder than usual.

This allowed Lin Lang to discover the existence of the father and son in the first time.

Yan Guogong attacked the black-colored clothes of red silk, put his hands behind his back, and looked sideways at the various balsamic powders laid out in the rouge pavilion.

"Axiu thought--"

The monk was about to speak, and his tender palms blocked his lips.

"Don't talk, don't look back, let's leave first."

Lin Lang whispered and pulled his sleeve.

Although Jing Cheng didn't quite understand it, she followed her obediently.

The two walked through the crowd quickly. With Yan Zhaolie attracting Guo Gong's attention, they saw that they were about to get off smoothly.

"Thief, catch the thief!"

A scream suddenly sounded, and a chunky little woman pinched her waist and panted past Lin Lang.

The calm lake seemed to throw a stone, and the crowd suddenly rioted, and several **** young men immediately followed the woman's direction to chase the sackcloth man with a pointed bill.

In the chaos, Lin Lang's power lily was caught by a jade hook in the waist of a young man. The other party ran hurriedly, and the leno was suddenly torn, revealing half of his face.

Hearing the sound, Yan Guogong swept at random, only to have time to capture the slender back of the other person's turn, the woman's waist and limbs were as thin as no bones, and Yingying was swaying like spring moon willow, which made him think of his wife Miaoman Huanna. Moving figure.

Yan Guogong wanted to take his gaze away, but for some reason, he always felt that the woman's way of walking was very familiar.

Familiar with him can not be misunderstood.

Some idea suddenly became clear.

He narrowed his eyes narrowly and sternly, striding over the meteor.

Yan Zhaolie was hit **** the shoulder. He screamed badly and quickly opened his mouth. "Where are you going, old man? I didn't carry enough silver with me—"

However, Yan Guogong ignored him and walked faster and faster, like a gust of wind and rain that devastated people's hearts.

Seeing the face of this middle-aged man as submerged in water, the momentum was terrifying, and others were dodge.

Far away from the assembly, the noise gradually became smaller. Not far away was a verdant small bamboo forest with a shabby teahouse. Several pedestrians rushed to drink hot tea inside.

Seemingly aware of someone behind, the shadow of goose yellow continued to run deep into the bamboo forest.

"Uh--"

The sharp dagger came out of the sheath and was nailed straight to a green bamboo.

There was only one inch left from her face.

The opponent's figure paused for a while, and then ran.

While taking advantage of the stunned time, Yan Guogong suddenly leaned over, raised his hand and grabbed the woman's loincloth, and pulled back fiercely. The other party's head hit his chest.

Seeing people still want to struggle, he sneered and lifted the power lily. Several branches of Zhuchai were also taken away. The whole head fell like a black waterfall, scattered everywhere, and it became more and more pitiful.

"Running so fast, did you see the cannibal evil spirit with blue-faced fangs? Hmm?"

Yan Guogong reached out and pinched the other person's chin, forcing her to turn her head. The man's fingers seemed to be a pair of iron pliers, almost breaking the bones under her.

"Say, who was that man just now?" There was deep darkness in his eyes, and he couldn't see the edge at all, and the tide of desperate despair rose up.

Just when Lin Lang wanted to open his mouth, he heard his calm and creepy voice, "You must let him escape with all your heart and mind, and your position in your heart is definitely not ordinary. I am very interested in my husband, and I want to have a lot of contact with this lady. The guts of the boy have a discussion, but it ’s a pity that he walked too fast and did n’t even see one side. It ’s a pity for his husband. ”

Without the furious thunder in his imagination, Yan Guogong slowly released his hand after speaking, and seeing his wife's beautiful chin was all the fingerprints he left behind, Yan Guogong's eyes flashed obscure emotions.

He rubbed his palms and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Lang had been pinched by his eyes for a long time, tearing his eyes and pursing his lips, "No pain."

Yan Guogong lowered his eyes. "It's better if it doesn't hurt."

At this time, Yan Zhaolie knocked over several stalls and hurried over, fearing that his liver and gallbladder would be split, seeing the **** scene of his father killing his wife, and looking up, Lin Lang lowered his head and followed Yan Behind Guo Gong, the two were separated by a short distance, and the atmosphere was very strange.

"It's getting late, and come back." Yan Guogong's expression was dull.

Yan Zhaolie responded vaguely and quietly went to see Lin Lang.

When passing by him, the other person also tilted his face and looked at him.

With a thud, his heart was bloodied with hateful eyes before his heart was tense.

He stayed for a while.

She ... hates him?

Yan Zhaolie was suddenly shocked, did she think she was the whistleblower?

No, not him—

He wanted to explain, but Lin Lang had already followed Yan Guogong in the carriage, and no longer gave him half a glance, making him both angry and wronged, and a daze at a loss.

Returning to the Guogong Mansion, the maids found that this couple of glue-like couples on the weekdays had something wrong. The usual lady always likes to stick to Guo Gongye's side. Milky Way.

"You go out first, you don't have to come and disturb without the command of the official."

Yan Guogong walked slowly into the room, the aunts retreated, and closed the lacquered red door intimately, leaving only the husband and wife for a time.

Sensing a certain danger, Lin Lang couldn't help but took a small step back.

The man's eyes were indifferent. "What do you do so far? Can Hufu eat you? Come here and dress for Hufu."

The wife bit her lip and dared to unlock the cloak for him.

"Did he touch you?"

Yan Guogong asked coldly.

Lin Lang's hand shook and the cloak fell to the ground. She hurriedly bent down to pick it up. The thick black shadow pressed against her, like a python entrenched in a swamp. He hit the bed hard, and there was a thick bedding underneath, so he wouldn't break his bones.

Rao is so, Lin Lang feels dizzy and disgusting in his stomach.

Yan Guogong was standing on the edge of the bed, half of the silhouette was stained with ghost shadows. He slowly understood the red tape around his waist. In the panic of his wife, ignoring her struggle, she tied her hands and wrapped tightly Tied to the head of the bed. It's a knot, and I can't get rid of it.

"What's so decent, why cry?" Yan Guogong stared at her with a smile on his lips as usual, he faded his coat, revealing a hard and strong chest, covered with dense scars, and looked far away Centipede, like a thick finger, adds a bit of terrifying breath.

One side of the bed collapsed, Lin Lang moved his shoulders and vigorously went inside, but his ankles were firmly caught. The thin cocoons accumulated in the palm of the man, rubbing on the soft skin was more rough and painful. very. Yan Guogong's hand drilled into the obscene trousers along the thin ankle bone, and his movement was extremely slow, just like before the execution, the knife of her hand brushed the fluff of her neck.

The cold touch went on the skin, Yan Guogong's eyes showed the blue and cold gloom, passing his wife's timid face, like a weak little beast bullied, his throat restrained and shaken, said hoarsely, "For The husband will give you another chance. As long as you do n’t protect him, you will spare you this time. "

"otherwise--"

He bullied himself, and his voice was bloody.

"For your husband to let you know, there is no way to heaven, no way to enter the ground."

What else is there to kill people alive.