Zheng Zheng next to him immediately shuddered.

Yanzhi glanced at him and continued, "Zheng Jianping rescued the woman who was caught in the water, but he was entangled by the damn black dragon."

"The woman who was only eighteen years old at that time lived, but Zheng Jianping never came out of the Black Dragon River."

Yanzhi's voice became more and more choked, and his speech was intermittent: "Actually, Zheng Jianping is not very old. He was just twenty-one years old and was in a good year."

She paused for a moment and whimpered, "The woman rescued is named Rouge."

The sob was sobbing too hard that Rouge was already in tears.

Mr. Guan looked at Yanzhi and continued: "After the woman came back, she held a ghost marriage for herself. She became a Yin-Yang couple with Zheng Jianping, and from then on, the woman became a widow as a virgin."

Mr. Guan ding Zheng Zheng for a long time and said in a shocking voice: "This young man looks very familiar, and he looks seven or eight points like Zheng Jian back then, and is similar to his spirit."

Mr. Guan scratched his head and said uncertainly: "It's just that there are some places that are in and out."

Zheng Zheng said to himself: "The forehead bone is a little flat, not as sharp as Zheng Jian's edges and edges."

"The long hair now covers half of the face, but Zheng Jianming used to not."

"He is a little shorter, at least three inches shorter than Zheng Jianming."

Everyone looked at Zheng Zheng in unison and waited quietly for the following text.

Zheng Zheng smiled bitterly: "Haha, it's nothing."

"The forehead bone is broken, and it is difficult to look as stylish as before."

He gently lifted up the hair covering his face, and a scar came from his temple, along his ears to his cheeks.

He rolled up his trousers and exposed his dark calves, which turned out to be prosthetics made of metal.

Zheng Zheng laughed at himself: "After I found out that I was disfigured, the young woman disliked me and stayed away from me."

"Later, by chance, by a coincidence, a sweet word unexpectedly won the hearts of a woman."

"I've learned since then that being able to speak is more effective than having a handsome face. Especially when the hair covers the scar and blocks the defect."

"There are springs again and again, and we have married one after another."

I don’t know whether it’s a pleasure in suffering or a real liking for this, but I whispered to my fingers.

"Marrying seven wives, one per year on average. Hehe, what happened back then was a blessing in disguise."

Then Zheng Zheng swept his grievance and smiled heartily: "Now, it's pretty good."

Mr. Guan slapped his forehead: "I said, your accent is like our Chunqiu County people, but he is too short."
Chapter completed!