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041 Who is he?

On the winding mountain road, a carriage was slowly approaching. The carriage was not fast and the decoration was very elegant. However, there was only a man in black driving the carriage outside the carriage. He was alone and looked like it was easy to attack.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and their clothes had already been soaked with sweat. Everyone lurked quietly on the hillside, watching the carriage below getting closer and closer, but they did not move at all.

Although it was only a short period of more than ten days, under Hu Ling'er's training, they had already become a well-disciplined team, and they had completed the previous small tasks quite well.

This time, it will definitely be successful.

Finally, the carriage entered the encirclement. Tang Meng raised his hand to the brothers on the opposite side. The two parties understood each other, raised their hands, and pink petals fell down.



In the village, Hu Ling'er was sitting leisurely under the shade of a tree, with homemade ice-cold wild juice on the stone table in front of her. She was not worried about whether Tang Meng and the others would be successful.

This was her plan. If it didn't succeed, she wouldn't have to hang out here anymore.

After taking a sip of cold wild juice, the refreshing feeling is so good. It tastes much better than the freshly picked juice.

Suddenly, the smile on Hu Ling'er's face faded slightly, and she thought of the man who would pick wild fruits for her.

Holding his chin with one hand, he felt apologetic.

If she just left, would Jian Xinan look for her?

She knew that her behavior of leaving without saying goodbye was irresponsible, but she thought a lot that night, and she always felt that if she followed him back, he wouldn't be the only person she would be sorry for.

She admitted that she had a good impression of Jian Xinan, but she also knew that this good impression was not like like or love.

Speaking of likes and loves, the purple figure and the hoarse shouting would appear in her mind.

Was it precisely because of this person that she rejected Jian Xinan?

Hu Ling'er patted her forehead and felt helpless. Why couldn't her brain work so well? Why would Mao forget the past?

How sad.

"Sister Ling, Sister Ling!" A child's voice came from behind Hu Ling'er. You didn't even need to look to know that it was Xiong Zai's son, Xiao Xiong Zai.

When she thought of this naughty child, she became even more speechless.

He turned around and said with a smile that he thought was very friendly: "Little Bear, what are you doing here in such a hurry?"

Although he is called a little bear, his body is as thin as a monkey. At this moment, his eyes are shining and he says excitedly: "Sister Ling, my father and the others are back, and they have brought back two fat sheep!"



Fat sheep? Brought back?

Damn it, is this Tang Meng Rong addicted? It was her last time, and another pair this time?

This is going to make the entire village poor.

Before she could howl, the little bear had already pulled her and ran forward happily. As he ran, he said, "Sister Ling, Brother Mencius said that one of the fat sheep is for you."

Hu Ling'er almost stumbled upon hearing this.

Why give it to her? She’s not really a gray wolf!

In the main hall used for gatherings, the victorious bandits gathered there. When Hu Ling'er entered, everyone consciously moved out of the way. Tang Meng hurriedly came forward to greet him and said with great pride: "

Sister, look at what kind of good stuff I got for you, brother."

These words almost made Hu Ling'er vomit blood. After giving him a fierce look, she looked in the direction of his finger.

The first thing that caught his eye was a woman wearing black clothes, with a pretty face and her eyes closed.

In the blink of an eye, a familiar purple color suddenly appeared in her eyes. Hu Ling'er's eyes narrowed, and her heart suddenly started beating violently.

Her eyes moved slowly, and when she saw that stunning face, her body froze, as if she was frozen, unable to move at all.

Something flashed rapidly in her mind, making a roaring sound and chaos.

Several exclamations seemed to be heard in her ears, but she seemed not to hear them. All that was left in her eyes was this purple figure and this world-famous face.

Who is it? Who is he?

And who are you?
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