The man in front of her looked like a man, but when she saw his face, she just wanted to stroke her forehead and let out a long sigh: This is clearly an uncle in her thirties!
The knife-sharp face was mostly covered by the beard. I could barely see the outline, but I couldn't see the face. Although my eyes were deep and mysterious, I looked at a 30-something. Uncle, there is no way to match her little brother-in-law.
However, there is no other way at the moment. She just doesn't let go of her thigh, and cried out: "Brother-in-law, woo... I found you, brother-in-law..."
Ling Mohan frowned and looked at the thin beggar who hugged his thigh like a koala. As he was not used to contacting people, his body became slightly stiff at this time. He shook his leg and shouted in a deep voice: " You have admitted the wrong person, let go!" However, the little beggar couldn't be shaken off the tightly held thigh.
"Woo...Brother-in-law, I didn’t admit it. My sister said that you have a big beard. I saw you when I was very young, so I won’t admit it, woo...Brother, don’t drive me away, My sister is dead, there is no one in the house, and my stepmother will sell me, oh... brother-in-law..."
"I'm not your brother-in-law, you really admit the wrong person!"
Ling Mohan's complexion became colder, and the icy breath all over his body became more and more intense. It was very shocking, but the little beggar who was holding his thigh didn't let go. He shook his feet several times and no one could kill him. Throwing it out and reaching out to pull him away, she screamed and hugged him tighter, her head inadvertently touched the sensitive part between his legs, causing his body to become tight for a while, and his entire face was dark. Come down.
"Let go!"
"Don't let go, unless you promise to take me away."
She clings to him with a dead skinny face, but she didn't realize that her little head was against the sensitive parts of others, but secretly rejoiced in her heart. Although the uncle was a bit colder, it was okay. She only spoke and didn't touch her hands, obviously. A person who can't do anything to an ordinary person who has no cultivation.
Enduring the urge to kill, Ling Mohan took a deep breath: "Let go, I will let you follow."
"Woo...Brother-in-law, I knew you wouldn't care about me." She wiped her eyes without tears and quickly stood up.But when he saw him turning around, he walked forward, and immediately followed him.
A smile flashed in Feng Jiu's eyes as the distance between the two of them was getting wider.No wonder he responded so readily to let her follow. This is the reason. Is this because he wants to get rid of her?
Unfortunately, his calculation was wrong, how could she not keep up with him?As for the fact that she had to stick to him before leaving Dalang Town, it was not easy for this person to look at, and the guards who followed him would not dare to stop him.
"Brother-in-law, you walk slowly, I can't keep up, brother-in-law..." She trot behind, watching him go to the entrance and exit of the town, with joy, and quickly followed.
Ling Mosai stagnated and half turned his head to see that the little beggar's dirty little hand was pulling a corner of his clothes. He flicked the little beggar away and continued to walk forward.
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, don't be angry, at most I won't pull your clothes, brother-in-law..."
She screamed pitifully as she trot, staring at the guards guarding at the entrance of the town. After seeing the uncle in front, her face changed slightly, and they half bowed their heads to salute, the one who had originally strode towards her. The guards also froze in place after hearing the sound of her brother-in-law, secretly looking at the two with weird faces.