Huo Zhao's eyes were sluggish and trembling, and the tears were accumulating more and more.

With compassion in the sea, Huo Zhao suddenly knelt in front of his feet and said in a trembling voice: "Please ask my son to help!"

"Hey," Canghai was caught off guard, hurriedly helped, and said softly and urgently: "You get up first, and the game will be over when you are discovered!"

Huo Zhao ignored all his worries, only knelt at the bottom of the sedan chair and kowtowed frequently, saying that he would save his life.

"Okay, you get up first...... Canghai had to reach out to pick it up, and suddenly withdrew it halfway, he lay down under the chair and said with a smile: "Ha Luha, what you said is really good, the bottom is more comfortable than the top! Come here, rub your legs!"

His eyes deepened, and he said, "Hey, why are you crying? Didn't you hear when you called you over?

Huo Zhao trembled and stretched out his hand.

Canghai suddenly rose from the ground again.

Huo Zhao withdrew his hand and said softly, "Is it Aunt Sun?"

Canghai nodded.

Huo Zhao suddenly calmed down a lot. "I'm sorry. ”

"It's okay, get up first," Canghai helped her, and the two sat on the chair side by side. The sea touches the head.

Huo Zhao said: "What's wrong with you?"

“...... I was beaten up just two days ago, and I didn't get better, so I bumped it again. ”

Huo Zhao still couldn't help but smile lightly.

"Tang Gongzi, do you really plan to help me?"

"Of course," Canghai elbowed his armrests to his cheek, "or I wouldn't tell you the truth." ”

"That'...... You...... Can you really help me?"

Canghai turned his head to look at her, "You think I don't have this ability?"

Huo Zhao was silent. After a while, he pondered and said: "'Daichun Pavilion' has the support of 'Drunken Wind', you are still so young......" Seeing Canghai's sudden cold eyes, he hurriedly changed his words: "I'm worried that you will get into trouble." ”

Canghai pursed his lips, "I have a lot of troubles, and this one is not bad." Don't you see my head still hurts? After a moment of silence, he said, "Do you know martial arts?"

Huo Zhao nodded. "But even if the two of us joined forces, we wouldn't be able to beat them. ”

Canghai is actually happy. "Oh sister, you really look up to me. ”

"That's right," Huo Zhao's face turned red, "I forgot that you brought it up from Aunt Sun." ”

Canghai felt that this person had to be broad-hearted, otherwise he would have choked to death before he died.

Huo Zhao bit his lower lip and snorted: "Tang Gongzi, I know that this is not your true identity, and there must be something important for you to go deep into the tiger's den, I don't dare to ask you, but I have a good sister, named Cheng Ya, who has been working in the garden, she is definitely a good girl, different from those people, if you can, I want to ask you to help me pay more attention to her." ”

Canghai nodded.

Huo Zhao said again: "Tang Gongzi just said that 'thieves also have a way', maybe it is, but you don't know the way, in the pavilion, such a woman is an inferior person, sometimes inferior to pigs and dogs, although she has been bullied in the pavilion, but she can still keep her chastity, but out of the 'Daichun Pavilion', who will believe you? They will only be when you are like those nasty women, they will be humiliated and killed......

Although the fat powder team, but the dozens of good players in Daichun Pavilion are not soft at all, carrying the sedan chair on their shoulders and running fast, eight people take turns every once in a while, and the footsteps are not stopped, only picking up mountains and forests, stepping on leaves and stones, and levitating more than a foot, which is really not touching the ground.

Sun Ningjun resented being at the end of the team, and she was the only one among the dozens of people who didn't take a sedan chair, thinking that she could accompany the sea, but now she regrets it very much.

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