As the ox cart slowly goes away, Jiang Chunyan wants to stand in the same place without tears, staring at the long and elegant figure of his father-in-law.

Jiang Li's family chased after Jiang Chunyan. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately said, "you dead girl, don't you have a brain to go out? Who are you now? You are Liu Wenxuan's fiancee, how can you talk with other men? What do you think of the Liu family if they want to spread it out? "

Jiang Chunyan's tears, which she had endured for a long time, poured down like a river breaking a dike: "I don't care what people think. Does it have anything to do with me? Is Liu Wenxuan my own wife? I don't care. I don't care who you like to marry. " Looking back, the figure of Eun Gong disappeared, so she turned to run home.

Jiang Li knew that Chunyan's obsession, which was forced down in her heart, came to her head again, and this man was in front of her. She was afraid that something might happen. If it didn't work out, she had to go home and discuss with the leader.

Although it was early in the morning, the people in the poor Valley got up early. Just as Jiang Chunyan held on to the man and cried out for his benefactor, he had already been paid by the good people, so there was a lot more to talk about after dinner.

When Yuanqiu and his party came to Xiaoyuan Town, Zimo said that they were separated from each other in some private affairs. He said that he would return home by noon. As a result, no one was seen in the evening.

Yuan Hao turned around anxiously: "elder sister, do you think brother Zimo will have an accident? If he meets those killers last time, can he get away? "

Yuanqiu frowned and was annoyed. Knowing that there were tigers in the mountain, this guy went to Hushan and left without saying anything, which made them worried at home.

Although Zimo sometimes has a smooth tongue, he is not a frivolous person. He said he would come back, he would come back, and he would never leave without saying hello. Something must have happened.

Think of the first meeting when the adventure, the second meeting when the crisis, this time, I do not know what he will encounter.

After a bit of wishful thinking, Yuanqiu couldn't stay any longer. She got up and put on a dress and asked Yuanhao to stay at home. She got up and went out to pat Uncle Zhang's door and asked Uncle Zhang to accompany her out to look for it.

Without saying a word, Uncle Zhang readily agreed to go out of the village with a lantern. He searched all the way from Xipo village to Xiaoyuan town.

"Miss Qiu, what do you think that is?" Walking in front of Uncle Zhang pointed to a dark road not far away.

In Yuan Qiu's heart, he looked along the gesture and saw a dark shadow lying on the grass slope not far away. His body seemed to be still slightly wriggling.

Her heart was in a panic, and her heart beat faster. Despite Uncle Zhang's stop, she rushed forward and came to the grass slope. With a lantern on her face, the body covered by her hair was not who Xia zime could be. Even though she could not see his face, she could recognize his figure at a glance after living together for half a month.

She handed the lantern to Uncle Zhang, who had just arrived. She reached out and pulled away Zimo's hair. She saw his face pale and bloodless, his eyes closed, and he had lost consciousness.

She stretched out her hand to clasp Zi Mo's wrist. Her pulse was disordered but not weak. She didn't seem to have been hurt internally.

Yuan Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and began to examine his body. He found that he had three sword wounds on his right arm, and he shed a lot of blood. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones.

"Miss Qiu, it seems that his leg is broken." Uncle Zhang said with a lantern.

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