Ning Chen, who was dressed plainly, did not deliberately look back at Zhao Ling'er.

In fact, for him, although there are thousands of women in the world, it is not necessary to get acquainted with all of them.

What's more, is it still under such an absurd to a somewhat ridiculous karmic encounter?

If it weren't for the girl called Li Xiangrong, who deliberately attracted it, maybe Zhao Linger didn't even have the heart to open the curtains.

Maybe I feel that I have turned a blind eye and lost my self-cultivation.

Ning Chen nodded slightly, as a courtesy, and then raised his eyebrows deeply, this place is not far from the general's tomb, and the white-clothed guards who infiltrated in advance should greet the people in charge of the town.

After all, Qin Moxie, Li Beware, plus him, the Yasheng who came quickly.

The masters of the three parties gathered.

It's a fairy fight.

In this case, in order to avoid hurting the innocent, it is necessary to take care of it in advance, after all, ordinary people basically have no power to parry the peerless masters who stand on the top of the rivers and lakes.

Not giving advance notice at this time is tantamount to letting them wait for death on the spot.

"A worldly man with a vulgar skin, what's there to see? Do you really think that Li Xiangrong's eyes are very sharp? ”

"People in the world are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world? I see, this sentence is quite in line with my temperament. ”

The previous lazy voice was again casually urging.

However, Zhao Linger did not move at all.

A pair of slender eyebrows, neither dodging nor shy, just stared at Ning Chen silently.

The man in the painting.

Déjà vu.

"Sister Ling'er, am I right?" Li Xiangrong's babbling voice also sounded.

Zhao Ling'er Nunu mouthed, and her mind was lost.

The slender ten fingers are curled up in one place.

The reason why she is so out of shape is because this person's appearance is very similar to the person in the picture scroll that she has observed from time to time for several years.

How many heroes in the north.

But the rising stars are mixed, and most of them don't live up to their names.

Only a young Tianjiao was born, like the brightest fireworks in the dark night.

So much so that in those years, countless cardamom girls fell for it even if they had never seen the deity.

That person's surname is Ning, and his name is Hetu.

It's a pity that the young marshal of the dignified Ning family, although it is like thunder, very few women have seen their true faces, even if they are rich daughters from noble families, they have no chance to see them.

At most, I inquired in private, and then asked someone to copy the portrait.

Zhao Linger is one of them.

In this hurry, Zhao Ling'er thought in a trance that she had seen Ning Hetu?!

The young man, who had pretended to be chic before, and even mocked his tone, poked his head out and looked at Ning Chen carefully, his smile was careless, and he suddenly froze.

immediately looked at Zhao Ling'er secretly.

Looking at the woman he likes, he unabashedly releases his joy and attention to a strange man.

This young man, whose real name is Song Qinglong, suddenly had a nameless fire in his heart, and with a flash of inspiration, he knocked on the side and said, "As the saying goes, good-looking skins are the same, and interesting souls are one in a thousand." ”

"Once this man looks too feminine, he will look like a man who will be extremely opposed, and he will have no male backbone."

Song Qinglong leaned on the carriage and smiled faintly, then clapped his hands, and added, "Besides, just having a look and no family background and background is even more insignificant." ”

Zhao Ling'er frowned deeply, a little disgusted by Song Qinglong's words.

Ning Chen pursed his lips and ignored it.

This person will always meet dogs in his life.

Is it difficult to encounter a fan one by one? That's too tiring.

Seeing that the general's mound was about to approach, and he was too lazy to care, he simply ignored it.

On the contrary, it was Li Xiangrong, who was chirping like a bird before, and approached Ning Chen with a big grin, and gave a thumbs up to be old-fashioned, "This girl has read countless men, just count you, the most jade tree in the wind." ”

"Then I have to thank you, girl, for your blue eyes?"

Ning Chen bowed down, looked at Li Xiangrong, who was half a head shorter than him, and quipped.

"Xiangrong, don't talk to strangers casually, come back quickly."

Song Qinglong looked at Li Xiangrong's signs of apostasy, and immediately his face stiffened slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

Li Xiangrong, who was very bold, made a grimace towards Song Qinglong and continued to talk and laugh with Ning Chen.

Not only that, Zhao Linger also got out of the carriage.

seemed to be a little restrained, so he could only use Li Xiangrong as a disguise, took the little girl's hand, and the three of them walked side by side, and secretly glanced at Ning Chen from time to time, his movements were subtle, and his face was shy.

At this moment, Song Qinglong, who was originally high-spirited, was forced to join the walking team in desperation.

"My surname is Song, my name is Qinglong, and I am the eldest grandson of Song Longbow, a wealthy merchant in the north, you shouldn't know who my grandfather Song Longbow is, but your father must know it, and naturally know how transcendent the Song family is in the north."

After Song Qinglong approached, he smiled faintly and lightly, without waiting for Ning Chen to continue talking.

He continued, "I'm not saying this to show off, but to let you understand the fact that we're just going to meet and have a few chats. ”

"Don't think that if you have the opportunity to get in touch with Xiangrong and Ling'er, you will be on par with our identities, and don't have some unrealistic illusions."

"After all, it's common to see this kind of guy who clings to the powerful and doesn't measure himself, and it's really a little annoying, so I'll remind you first."

The implication of this sentence is actually implying that Ning Chen, he Song Qinglong's status is noble, and you can't compare with it.

In the same way, you can't snatch the woman he Song Qinglong has a crush on.

Ning Chen looked at Song Qinglong with a smile and didn't make a sound.

Song Qinglong saw Ning Chen's playful expression, his heart was suddenly unhappy, his face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice, "My eldest grandson of the Song family, a wealthy businessman, is talking to you, don't you feel very happy, and dare not take it seriously?" ”

Zhao Ling'er saw that Song Qinglong was showing signs of aggressiveness.

Just as he wanted to vent the warm atmosphere, he found that Ning Chen walked a few steps quickly, leaving them far behind.

At the same time, near the town gate of the general's mound, a group of dignified people gathered at some point, as if they were waiting for some prominent figure to appear.

Zhao Ling'er was at a loss at first, and then thought of the picture scrolls she copied from time to time in the past.

Reading the right to ask more.

Just have peace of mind.

So he took a step forward, looked at Ning Chen's back, and said loudly, "Can I ask you a question?" ”

Ning Chen was surprised and stopped his pace.

Zhao Ling'er didn't dare to delay, "You, is your surname Ning?" ”

"What? Guessed it? ”

Ning Chen, who was already behind his hands, looked at Zhao Ling'er condescendingly, and then turned to leave.

"It turns out that it's really you ......"

Song Qinglong looked at Zhao Ling'er's demeanor changed greatly, squinted his eyes, and said casually, "Isn't your surname Ning?" Is it necessary to make a fuss? ”

"Can't you see it? He's actually Ning Hetu?! ”

Rumble!

Song Qinglong's heels were weak, and he almost fell on the spot.

"What? Side by side Wang Ninghe? ”

Song Qinglong shivered and wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, and when he remembered the self-promotion of his identity just now, his entire complexion turned pale with shock.

Despair......

(End of chapter)