Chapter 7

The man in front of her looks like a man from the back, but when she saw his face, she just wanted to caress her forehead and sigh: This is clearly an uncle in his thirties!

The knife-cut, tough and tough face was mostly covered by the beard. He could only barely see the outline, but he couldn't see the face. Although the eyes were deep and mysterious, it was a thirty-something no matter how he looked at it. Uncle, I don't get along with her little brother-in-law. ? 81 Chinese w?w?w?. ?8818z?w8. ?com

However, there is no other way at the moment. She hugged that thigh and didn't let go, while crying: "Brother-in-law, woo woo... I found you, brother-in-law..."

Ling Mohan frowned and looked at the skinny beggar who was holding his thigh like a koala. Because he was not used to being in contact with people, his body was a little stiff at this time, he shook his legs and shouted in a deep voice: " You recognized the wrong person, let go!" Of course, the little beggar couldn't be shaken off by her thighs being held so tightly.

"Uuu...Brother-in-law, I'm not mistaken, my sister said that you have a long beard. I saw you when I was very young, so I will definitely not admit it, uuu...Brother-in-law, don't drive me away, My sister is dead, there is no one at home, and my stepmother is going to sell me, uuu... brother-in-law..."

"I'm not your brother-in-law, you really have the wrong person!"

Ling Mohan's face became colder, and the icy aura all over his body became more intense and terrifying, but this little beggar who was holding his thigh didn't let go at all. She threw it out and stretched out her hand to pull him away, only to see her screaming and hugging him tighter, her head inadvertently pressed against the sensitive part of his legs, making his body tense and his entire face darkened. down.

"Let go!"

"Don't let me go unless you promise to take me with you."

She clings to him stubbornly, but she doesn't realize that her little head is against the sensitive part of others, but secretly rejoices in her heart that although this uncle is a little cold, it's okay, he only speaks and does not do anything, obviously A person who will not do anything to an ordinary person who has no cultivation.

Resisting the urge to kill, Ling Mohan took a deep breath: "Let go, I'll let you follow."

"Wu...Brother-in-law, I knew you wouldn't leave me alone." She wiped her eyes without tears and stood up quickly. But when he saw him turn around, he walked forward, and immediately followed.

Looking at the distance between the two, Feng Jiu's eyes flashed with a smile. No wonder he readily agreed to let her follow him, so that was the reason, was he trying to get rid of her?

Unfortunately, his abacus was wrong, how could she not keep up with him? As for her, she had to stick to him before leaving Dalang Town. It was not easy to see this person, and the guards who followed him would not dare to stop him.

"Brother-in-law, walk slowly, I won't be able to keep up, brother-in-law..." She trotted after him, watching him go to the entrance and exit of the town gate, she was overjoyed and quickly followed.

Ling Mosai stopped in his footsteps, turned his head halfway, and saw that the little beggar's dirty little hand was pulling a corner of his clothes, and with a flick of his hand, he flicked the little beggar away, and continued to walk forward.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, don't be angry, at most I won't pull your clothes, brother-in-law..."

She shouted pitifully as she trotted. She glanced at the guards guarding the town gate from the corner of her eyes. When they saw the uncle in front of them, their expressions changed slightly, and they all bowed their heads halfway. The guards also froze in place after hearing her brother-in-law, and looked at the two secretly with a weird look.