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Chapter 157: Like a flower, not a flower, not a fog, not a fog 3

"Uncle Nineteen, don't mention it. There was a real fight. Half of the people I brought were dead. If I hadn't taken the other half and ran fast, I might not have been able to come back." Chu Yu was holding his breath, sitting aside and looking up.

He picked up Chu Li's tea cup and drank a few sips without thinking about it.

"What's going on?"

"I took people to Yin City to look for someone. Today was the last day of the Qiu Yuan Festival. There were quite a few people there. On the way, my brothers got greedy and saw someone selling candied haws. When they walked in, they discovered that it was a young couple's entourage carrying the pile.

I went over and bought a few candied haws. It was fine at first, but that couple were no small people. The strangest thing was the woman."

As soon as Chu Jingtian said it was strange, his ears pricked up.

"Go on."[

"Looking from a distance, both figures look outstanding. Needless to say the man, among the people I have seen, except for Uncle Nineteen, no one can compare with that man's elegance. As for the woman,

Chu Yu said, and trembled in cooperation, "I took off her mask. She seemed very sad and cried non-stop. The man's followers came out of nowhere and dozens of them, aiming at us.

The move is tough."

Chu Jingtian held his breath and seemed to have thought of something, "Is that woman so tall? She has a slightly long oval face? She has slanted bangs covering her eyebrows and a simple bun?"

Chu Yu thought for a while and pointed her finger at her forehead. "Uncle Nineteen said, it seems so. The woman was wearing a bright red flowered robe, but her temperament seems to be unpredictable and light."

Chu Li also became excited, but when he heard that her face was covered with blood scabs, he felt a flash of distress in his heart.

Here, he has no position to feel distressed.

Chu Jingtian was indeed happy and distressed.

The one who could compare with him was probably Gong Jiuge. No one could have such a lethal secret guard. But when he heard that Qing'er was disfigured and had bloody scabs on his face, he would feel distressed and uncomfortable.

Who ruined her face?

Xiao Yang walked up from outside the house, holding a cup of tea in his hand. "Sixth Prince, please have some tea. The food has been warmed for you. The servant will bring it to you shortly."

Chu Yu grinned, "Xiao Liang is still so capable, with good martial arts and good craftsmanship. I don't know who can win the beauty in the future. Uncle Nineteen, I can't choose a bad one in the future. I must find a capable partner."

You have to go to Xiaoliang."

Xiao Liang was embarrassed on his face, but he was worried in his heart.

If they keep searching like this, they will find her sooner or later.

She wanted to find her before they could, and then make her life worse than death. She wanted to let her die at first, but when she thought about what would happen after her death, she didn't dare yet.

But she had to take care of her snake. It burned her badly last time and it hasn't healed yet.

"Stop teasing her. She has the final say whether to marry or not." Chu Jingtian didn't think much, and the ring finger in his hand was pinched off. The broken jade penetrated into the flesh and blood, oozing out wisps of bright red.

"Uncle Nineteen, do you think it's her too?" Chu Li didn't have any thoughts, he focused on Lian Qing and said with a cold face.
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