Qinghu saw the smile on Duanfeng's face spread out layer by layer, and the corners of his lips and eyebrows rippled all over his body like ripples.

The Guardian seemed to be in a good mood.

In the warm summer sun, he was bathed in a pale golden light, pure and clear.

Duanfeng walked to Qinghu's side in a few steps, stretched out his hand to wrap his arm around her waist, leaned into Qinghu's ear and said, "Madame has been standing here for a long time, is she tired, do you want to hug her husband?" ”

Qinghu felt that her family's guard must have done it on purpose, just talking, so close, hot, and itchy ears.

But she suddenly felt that she was free from the shackles of Guangzhang's eyes, and she could watch him speak well.

Qinghu gently opened the wind and said to Guangzhang: "Don't dare to bother the son." ”

She no longer gave Guangzhang a chance to speak, and said directly to the elder: "Qinghu will definitely give you what you want in two days, this place is deserted, and the old gentleman doesn't have to wait here." ”

The old man's chin retracted slightly, his face was dark, he turned his head to look at Guangzhang, and said to Qinghu: "This child stays for the Qinghu girl to help, the girl will not refuse." ”

Clear Lake...

Saying that this kid is actually your master.

As soon as Zhu Jiulong appeared on the stage, he was arrogant and threatening, and the "Qin Ye" in his mouth kept watching quietly, he was just a buyer, and he didn't need to intervene in the tension between them.

Until Guangzhang opened his mouth to call out her name, the old man almost did not hesitate to abandon Zhu Jiulong and make a deal with her.

So, is this Guangzhang the one who speaks? If not, should the transaction be cancelled?

Qinghu was a little annoyed, she thought about Wu Xiaobai, and raised her eyes to look at Duanfeng.

She didn't even notice that once Guangzhang was involved, she would involuntarily look at Duanfeng, as if only by getting some signals from Duanfeng could she have the courage to face that person.

Duanfeng gently patted her with the hand of Qinghu's thin waist, and said slightly: "Madame, make the decision." ”

His hand wrapped around the clear lake, warm and powerful. As long as the little girl is willing to stand by her side, no one can hurt her.

Once upon a time, he thought it would be enough to wave his sleeves and throw away the coveters of the little girl. This time he felt different, and suddenly wanted to see it.

I wonder what the little girl thinks herself.

Fortunately, the little girl did not disappoint him.

The inexplicable sense of powerlessness in Duanfeng's heart also dissipated, he was the person chosen by the little girl to stand by her side, and he could justifiably drive away those who had other intentions.

Qinghu got the wind, and felt that his face was stretched, and he really didn't mind.

I had no choice but to speak.

The old man and his party left on their own. Zhu Jiulong saw that Guangzhang was still there, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he left stupidly.

The small courtyard of the Wu family suddenly fell silent.

Qinghu led Wu Xiaobai to investigate carefully inside and outside the house.

She had all the material knowledge in the Fire Jade World, plus some information in Wu Xiaobai's dialect, Qinghu knew very well what Wu Genming and his wife had done with the ice flowers on the holly tree.

But that thing should be easy to make, why can't Zhu Jiulong?

On the night of the Wu family's annihilation, all the ice flowers should have been scraped by Zhu Jiulong, with his financial, material and human resources, why didn't they make it?

According to common sense, if he didn't know how to make it, would he kill the Wu family so easily and take the ice flower for himself?

Therefore, Qinghu's current situation is the same as Zhu Jiulong's, and she has not yet understood the secret of the "fire" made by Wu Genming and his wife with ice flowers.

Where water flows, there will be traces.

Clear Lake believes he can find out the secret.