Chapter 109 The morning light is faint

Miss Lin…

When the morning light was dim, Gao Hongtai's knocking sound came from outside Lin Qingyu's tent

Soon, Lin Qingyu's voice came out: Please come in, Gong Gong Gao!

The curtain moved slightly, Gao Hongtai walked in sideways, seeing Lin Qingyu's blue shirt dress differently, and today she completely returned to the woman's outfit. She was wearing a snow-white silk skirt and her black hair was tied behind her head, hanging down to her waist, and her charming cheeks were slightly creamy, which was clear and not charming. She was sitting at the table drinking the cold overnight tea that had been long gone, shaking a few glances, Gao Hongtai was also stunned, but looking at Lin Qingyu looking at her inexplicable eyes, Gao Hongtai reacted and then smiled apologetically: I have neglected Miss Lin, and I have already brought this morning's meal and hot tea for Miss Lin to eat!

As he said that, Gao Hongtai put the lunch box in his hand on the table and placed the food inside one by one on the table.

Gao Gongfeng is polite...I wonder when will I set off today? Lin Qingyu also smiled

Soon...Ms. Lin will have a meal first, probably it will be almost done after the meal... Gao Hongtai replied, then looked at Lin Qingyu in confusion and said: Look at Miss Lin's expression is a little tired, but she didn't have a good rest last night?

Fortunately... Lin Qingyu's face was paused, but then shook her head

Then I won’t disturb Miss Lin. When I set off, I will ask someone to inform Miss Lin… I will say goodbye. Gao Hongtai was originally surprised that Lin Qingyu’s cheeks were originally calm and rosy. However, he didn’t think about it carefully and then turned around and left.

By the way, please ask Gao Gong to give my servant some food... Lin Qingyu said

Miss Lin, don’t worry... Gao has everything arranged! Gao Hongtai turned around and said back and forth

Thanks!

Miss Lin, you are kind!

After Gao Hongtai left, Lin Qingyu sat at the table and slowly ate the food that Gao Hongtai brought. Unexpectedly, the curtain was lifted up again. Lin Qingyu frowned, then looked up and saw clearly that the person was coming.

It seems that Miss Lin is treated very well. She has so many delicious food early in the morning, but I wonder how Miss Lin’s appetite is... can you finish it? The rest... He... may get a share of the pie?

The person who came was He Mao who almost raped him yesterday. Lin Qingyu naturally had no good expression on him. After a cold glance, he began to continue to chew slowly.

What are the delicious things about these things? Miss Lin, He has a thing that tastes great. I wonder if you want to try it? He Mao looked at Lin Qingyu with a gray complexion and said with a lewd smile.

After waiting for a while, seeing Lin Qingyu still ignore him, He Mao's face darkened, and then he quickly walked to Lin Qingyu's face. He was about to get angry, but after looking up and down, looking at Lin Qingyu's outfit today, he couldn't help but smile lewdly, don't pretend to be so cold, did you feel like other women when you were moved last night? Haha! I missed me so much this night, let me be intimate!

As he said that, Hemao wanted to reach out to grab Lin Qingyu's head, and his big mouth even put on the fairy's red lips.

Lin Qingyu showed a sneer on the corner of her mouth, then she turned her hand quickly, bent her fingers slightly, and played against Hemao.

Bang!

Ah!

First there was a light sound, then there was a tragic cry from He Mao in the tent

Sneak attack on me...you fuck... Hemao took a few steps back, covered his lower abdomen with one hand, looked painful, and looked at Lin Qingyu at the table with resentful eyes

Besides, you should be careful at all times if you talk about such foul words or act indiscriminately... Lin Qingyu looked straight and drank a cup of hot tea.

You! He Mao looked at Lin Qingyu gloomyly, then nodded slowly, condensed his energy with one hand, pressed his chest with both fingers for several times, and his expression improved slightly.

It seems that what Miss Lin promised yesterday didn't count... Hemao came to the opposite side of the table, sat down and sneered.

Lin Qingyu's red lips moved slightly, her face full of sarcasm: What do you think?

OK... dare to play tricks on me, right! He Mao was about to get up and take action, turned his head and looked outside, he hesitated for a moment, and sat down again, saying in a threatening tone, "Wait... I want to see how your small realm of Condensation can escape from my palms!"

Remember, sooner or later you will be a toy on my bed! Looking at Lin Qingyu who was still calm, Hemao's heart burst into a sense of contempt, but he had to slap the table and leave with his sleeves

Hum! Until the curtain fell, Lin Qingyu in the tent could still hear He Mao's unwilling voice

Haha... Lin Qingyu was left in the tent, and another cup of hot tea was drunk

He Mao, who left the tent, had a gloomy face as if he could drip water, but he had to stomp his feet and leave. Before leaving, he didn't see anyone lurking in the shadows. From the beginning, he walked into Lin Qingyu's tent, he kept staring at this side. When He Mao left, the man walked out slowly, and then smiled slightly and followed quickly.

Crane worship!

Well...oh? It turned out to be Elder Song... Hemao heard someone calling him behind him, and turned around and saw that it was Song Xingyuan who led the team yesterday

Song was about to go to the camp for dinner, but when he happened to meet Brother He, he said hello... Song Xingyuan smiled and said, "Why do you want to go to eat when you worship the He worship?"

Ah?…Ah! Yes, I'm going to go too... Haha Hemao nodded when he heard this, pretending to be relaxed and laughed

Is that... that's so coincidental! Let's go together, Brother He! When Song Xingyuan saw this, he smiled coldly in his heart, and then stretched out his arm to invite him

Elder Song is polite! He Mao saw that Song Xingyuan was so polite to him, and he actually called him brother. He was very helpful in his heart, so he took the initiative without hesitation.

Recently, I have been fighting with Liangshan Sword Sect, but thank you Duoduo and Brother He, yesterday I came up with such a clever plan to deal with Xie Fu'an. Song is really impressed! Song Xingyuan said with emotion

Just take some tricks... It's worth mentioning. He Mao smiled humbly, but his complacent expression made Song Xingyuan look at him.

Mr. He is so talented, the leader will definitely value him more in the future. At that time, I hope Mr. He will support him more and more!

Song Xingyuan became more and more exaggerated. His title has been promoted from Brother He to Mr. He. Although the high-speed railway Tai also called him Mr. He in front of everyone yesterday, He Mao also knew in his heart that it was just that the high-speed railway Tai had just arrived in Nanping to give He Mao a face. Although Song Xingyuan's sentence seems to be "from the heart" "Mr.", although it is a bit exaggerated, it is very useful to people like He Mao.

Haha, Elder Song... Elder Song is too humble. With Elder Song's status in the Goshawks, where can he be used? He Mao still wanted to be humble, but after a moment of moving his heart, he smiled slightly, and then he turned his beard to make him look like a two-pointer

In fact... Song Xingyuan glanced around and then unconsciously lowered his voice: I want to have a good relationship with Mr. He is someone else...

really…

He Mao had already guessed the purpose of Song Xingyuan. After looking at Song Xingyuan deeply, he smiled indifferently: Who can have such a great face to make Elder Song a lobbyist...

I remember that Elder Song and Deputy Head Ding have always had a good relationship... He Mao narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

Mr. He is really a sensible person... Song Xingyuan laughed and was about to speak, but unexpectedly he was interrupted by He Mao and said:

Elder Song is the elder of the Ganghawks, and Deputy Head Ding is even more the head of the Ganghawks. However, He has long been planning for the Ganghas, so how can he talk about whether he is good or not?

Mr. He was joking. After being entangled in the war in Nanping for so long, Mr. He has been here for so long, so he can't see the twists and turns in it?

I understand... Ding Ruiming wants to make an objection? He Mao's words are amazing

Uh... Song Xingyuan looked embarrassed, then his face turned red and said: Mr. He is so serious... How can the change of power be called rebellion? Haha...

He Mao glanced at Song Xingyuan and shook his head: Elder Song, He advised you to be cautious in your words and actions...

After saying that, He Mao turned around and was about to leave, leaving Song Xingyuan in place, his face was gloomy and gloomy. After thinking about it, he still gritted his teeth and said: Mr. He, if you are willing, after you succeed, Lin Qingyu will be yours!

… Hemao stopped after hearing this

Seeing this, Song Xingyuan smiled and rushed forward, while cursing in his heart: He is really an old pervert!

What does Mr. He think? Song Xingyuan came to Hemao and asked in a low voice

What did Elder Song mean just now? He Mao said with a calm expression

The people of the Miaofamen are those who are seeking reinforcements from the high-speed railroad. After the success, people from other places will not stay. However, Song saw that Mr. He seemed to be favored by Lin Qingyu. If he could achieve his good deeds, Song would be happy... Song Xingyuan looked at He Mao sideways and said in a leisurely manner.

Haha... Elder Song is really considerate... He Mao smiled slightly: Who is the goshawk's decision?... I don't care, otherwise I wouldn't have refused to recruit the high-speed rail Tai many times...

Did Mr. He agree? When Song Xingyuan heard that He Mao changed so quickly, even the title changed from Gao Zheng Sect to what he called "High-speed Railway Tai". He couldn't help but feel happy and he became more and more disgusted with his fence-bearing behavior.

Is it okay to agree... Haha... He Mao narrowed his eyes and had a speech in his heart: Don't worry, if Elder Song followed what he said, He would naturally not disappoint you...

But... He just talked, but I'm afraid that other people can't help...

Mr. He is too modest. With Mr. He's cultivation of entering the tribulation, there are probably only a few people who are facing the enemy! Song Xingyuan laughed

He Mao turned his head slightly, looking at the camp he had just entered, thinking of the charming charm of the beautiful fairy, and his eyes were hot for a moment

Haha…what do you want me to do!

Song Xingyuan followed his eyes and looked quietly, then He Mao's words rang in his ears, and he couldn't help but smile.

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There is still some distance to the Nanping border to rest on the roadside, tea stall pavilion, stable well

The owner of the tea stall was busy for a long time and finally sat down and took a breath. He wiped his forehead but it was full of sweat as soon as it dawned.

After a break, the boss then looked at a middle-aged man sitting alone in front of a tea table, holding a bowl of tea in his hand and drinking slowly. A long sword was placed horizontally on the bend of his arms. Although it was not unsheathed, it seemed chilling.

Because the stall is apart, there are few people who visit tea stalls on weekdays. Today, when the rooster is dawning, the boss is so busy that he can't turn around. Not long after the stall opened, a few young swordsmen with long swords took a break and took tea. Then the rest came one after another, more and more, each of them were uniformly dressed, and the momentum was even more powerful. The boss guessed that the disciples of the sect should be. After roughly estimating, it was no less than a hundred people.

Fortunately, the boss has seen this kind of sect crossing on the roadside on weekdays. While he knew that he could not afford to provoke, he was also at ease that the disciples of this sect were all led by someone and would not cause trouble easily. So he hurriedly waited until a carriage slowly came to the tea stall. The disciples, whether they stood or sat, were all saluted by a middle-aged coachman on the carriage, and then they dispersed around and continued to rest.

The coachman got off the carriage and called the boss to bring a pot of tea, and the other person drank alone.

After a while, there was some movement in the carriage. Soon, a woman got off the carriage, looked at the coachman sitting alone at the tea table, smiled gently, and shouted softly: Renxing!

The owner of the tea stall looked up and then his eyes were stunned.

There are such beautiful women in this world!

The woman slowly walked towards the tea stall, with a beautiful face, graceful figure, and classical temperament, just like a fairy in the painting

It seems that I was just resting in the carriage. At this moment, I was reaching out to lift a strand of black hair on my temples, and then smiled gracefully at the middle-aged coachman who turned his head back to his senses. Every frown between his eyebrows and eyes, the graceful young woman's charm, can be seen at a glance.