After distinguishing him from the end of Muyao, Wang Lian left the Tianbao Pavilion and walked quickly toward the small courtyard where Wang Luoqi lived.

On the way, he suddenly heard a loud noise not far ahead.

Anyway, along the way, he went over to glance, only to find that it was a couple of teasing beautiful bullies, knocked down by a handsome young man wearing a white robe, and attracted passers-by to say hello.

I saw the beautiful young man with his hands on his hands, a proud face, coldly watching the many bullies lying on the ground, drinking: "All fuck me, then dare to deceive the male and female, was met by my king's silence, determined to beg out!"

Hearing this, the king's silence could not help but froze, did his own ears appear to be hallucinatory, how could the young man in front of him call himself the king's silence?

However, the onlookers of the road, heard the young man's words, but they showed a look of consternation, more admiration, admiration.

"No wonder this young man is so powerful, it turns out that he is a well-known king of the quiet..."

"Yes, yes, I heard that Wang Lian, with the strength of one person, cut down the stone, Zhao Xuanlei and others, destroyed the cold jay, and rescued countless innocent people."Long ago, I wanted to see the king's style, it turned out that he was the king's silence in the legend, which is really a name-calling ah..."

Seeing the onlookers so commented on the young man in a white robe, Wang couldn't help but cry and laugh.

Big name?

In the legend?

When I go, how did I suddenly become a legend?

At this moment, Wang Lian finally understood that it was not his own hallucinations, but that the white-clad boy in front of him was posing as himself.

Xuanyang Town is not big, but it is not small, and there may be many people who have heard the name of Wang Lian.But those who have seen the king's silence, I am afraid there are not many.

Obviously, everyone regarded the white-clad boy in front of him as himself.

Wang Lian looked at the young man in front of him, and his forehead was covered with black lines.

Impersonating himself, but actually being met by himself, which is a little embarrassing.

Seeing that the boy did not play his own name, everywhere for the sake of doing evil, Wang Lian was too lazy to expose him, immediately stepped forward, and continued to walk towards the small courtyard where Wang Luoqi lived.

At this time, the boy was holding his fist to the onlookers, and turned away.

Because there were too many onlookers, Wang was squeezed by a little, and accidentally, he hit the white-clad teenager.

The white-clad boy looked at Wang Yan and said with some anger: “You don’t walk long, even my king’s silence dares to hit?”

After all, it was Wang Lian who hit him first, so Wang Lianwen hugged him very politely and smiled, "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

The white-clad boy, seeing many passers-by, was looking at him, so he was surrounded by his hands and proudly said, “Let’s go!Since you are in no effort, my king's silence is not a person who cares about it, so go!"

The king laughed and turned away.

However, at this time, the white-clad teenager suddenly trembled and suddenly remembered that the boy who had just hit himself looked familiar.

He seems to be, it seems, he seems to be the true king's silence!

Thinking of this, the white-clad youth could not be seen in the direction of Wang's departure, but people on the street came and went, and where they could see Wang's silence.

The white-clad boy stood in the same place, and after a long time, he suddenly smoked himself a slap.

In fact, he was a member of the three families, and that day saw the mighty Wang Lian, and heard the glorious deeds of the king's silence, and admired it in his heart, which gave rise to the idea of impersonation.

But he did not think that when he saw the real king's silence and his idol, he did not recognize it.

You should slap yourself in the face!

Why didn’t he reveal me?

He really is a big-hearted man!

The white-clad boy, who had slapped himself a few slaps, felt deeply guilty for what he had done.

The people on the road came to him and asked him what had happened.

The white-clad boy laughed bitterly, honestly admitted, in fact, he is not the king's silence, he is just the king's lonesome admirer.

The people on the road heard the words, which suddenly realized, but did not blame the white-clad young man too much.

Yes, after all, the amazing deeds of Wang Lian's death have spread throughout the whole town of Xuanyang and are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The white-clad boy admired the king's silence, so he impersonated, and it was also extenuating.

Of course, Wang Lian did not know these things, he had already left the street and returned to the small courtyard where Wang Luoqi lived.

Green beads are cleaning the small courtyard, the original dilapidated courtyard, under her care, there is actually a new weather.

She saw the appearance of Wang Lian, first a moment, and then suddenly put down the broom in her hand, and rushed to the front of Wang Lian, and the exquisite handsome face showed a look of incomparable surprise: "Master, you are back, very good, too good..."

“Stupid girl!”

Wang Yan stretched out his right hand, rubbed the green beads on his head, and smiled, “As for being so happy?”

Green beads saw Wang Lian's affectionate movements, handsome face slightly red, but very enjoy, like a well-behaved rabbit.

Then Wang Lian took a step and walked into Wang Luo's room.

He saw the king smoking in bed.

Wang Luoqi's face was slightly pale, but he could not blame the green beads for not taking care of her.

However, the old wounds of Wang Luoqi have returned, and it is getting more and more serious.

Wang Lianjun hurried to the bedside and took Wang Luo’s white and soft jade hand: “Sister, I am back!”

Wang Luoqi heard Wang Luo's voice, showed a look of surprise, and smiled softly: "Lonely brother, how did you come back?"I heard that you killed the cold a few days ago, and you were not injured?"

“A little skin injury, it was a long time ago!”

Wang Lian laughed a little embarrassedly, and the news reached Wang Luoqi's ears.

He suddenly remembered that the fruit in his arms came, and he did not hesitate, when the jade box in his arms was about to be pulled out, and the lid was opened, and a red fruit was revealed.

Wang Lian looked at the fruit and smiled at Wang Luo Cigarette: "Sister, this time I destroyed the cold ravens, I harvested not small."I got a fruit in the treasure trove of the ravens, which may be able to cure your injury."

“Very familiar smell!”

Wang Luo Yan's face suddenly appeared a color of surprise, "This smell, is it a red fruit?"

“The red fruit?”

The king’s face was doubtful.

“It should be!”

Wang Luoxian smiled with some surprise: "This red fruit bloomed in 30 years, 30 years, and then it took 30 years to mature."On the day of maturity, the red light will spread out and the smell will strike people.This fruit is the main medicinal material for the refining of raw and chemical tification, and it is said that it has the strange effect of the flesh and white bones of the living dead!”

“That’s right, that’s definitely the red one!”

Hearing this, Wang Lian suddenly remembered that when the beast tide was that day, the depths of the Xuanyang Forest were indeed red.

“Come on!“Sister, I’ll help you up!”

Wang was silent without hesitation, when Wang Luoqi was about to be picked up, and then he carefully placed the red fruit on Wang Luo's cigarette butt and fed her.

Soon, Wang Luoqi ate the whole red fruit.

Wang Lian, and the two green beads, are looking forward to Wang Luo smoke.