Ma'am, I'm afraid when you come [AA]

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Chapter 8 How will I live this day

"Waiting for you," Xiao Mingchen said in a weak and hoarse voice, worried, "Why haven't you come back?

" Looking up and seeing his dry and peeling lips, my heart softened a little.

She walked a few steps helplessly, and grabbed Xiao Mingchen's wrist: "Let's go back, why are your hands so cold? How long have you been standing?" "I

saw you when I came out." Xiao Mingchen moved his fingertips slightly, and held Xia Feng instead. Fingers, "I'm born with a cold body, it's okay."

His fingers were cold, but his palms felt warm, and it was comfortable to hold them. Xia Feng was reluctant to let go, so he just held hands to warm others.

The two of them stuck together and walked slowly towards the inn. Xiao Mingchen looked down at Xia Feng's hair, and suddenly said: "That day at the Guanyin Temple, I saw that the little beggar was actually an assassin, so I deliberately gave him an opening. I I'm worried that Ye Chang has many dreams, you have too few people with you, and if you relax your vigilance at night, you will

easily be taken advantage of." "So...so you use yourself as a bait to let them attack in advance?" Xia Feng looked up at him after finishing speaking: "I have no reason to harm you , why didn't you tell me directly. Don't trust me?"

"No, I didn't distrust you," Xiao Mingchen's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes, which were slightly shallower than ordinary people, didn't blink, "I'm just used to it." Are you used to it

? What are you used to?

Xia Feng was at a loss, and in a flash he figured it out: he was turning a corner to explain to himself, explaining the Guanyin Temple and Shouzhou.

What kind of person is this? How many thousands of thoughts have been hidden?

"Wang Fu's death is like losing Wang Mao's arm. What are you going to do next?" Xia Feng changed the topic and got straight to the point.

"What I want to do is useless. I have no power or power. I am no different from a useless person. I can't do anything." Xiao Mingchen shook his head, "What is Wang Mao going to do after he knows the news?

" There is a good chance that Mao will restrain himself temporarily," Xia Feng said after a pause, "But can Yan Lin control the 50,000 Xiang army?"

Xiao Mingchen chuckled: "This is the Xiang Army, not your Northwest Xia Family Army. It's different. Their ancestors lived in Shouzhou for generations. Whoever is the master of Shouzhou is their commander." "It's not that I don't like Yan Lin

, Only his three-legged cat kung fu can control the generals left by Wang Fu?" Xia Feng frowned. Not only did she dislike Yan Lin, but she wished she could stab this Yan Lin.

"There will definitely be rebellion in the past few days. After all, there are not a few generals who are loyal to Wang Fu. There will definitely be people who will be dissatisfied with You Hexin. They are all soldiers and ruffians. He really may not be able to handle it." Xiao Mingchen's cool fingers

lightly Rubbing the back of Xia Feng's hand lightly, he said sincerely: "Can you give him a helping hand?"

Xia Feng withdrew his hand and put it behind his back, knowing that this person's sudden gesture of friendship must have no good intentions. She frowned and thought for a moment, then said inhumanely: "Business and bustle, profit comes and goes, it depends on Yan Youhe himself. Whatever step he can do for me in the Northwest in the future, I can help him go to that step."