Chapter 167: Non-gentleman

Is he saying that his illness is still the pain of her treatment?
Fang Chengyu spoke warmly and with a few seriousness of the young people, so that the people who heard the words were very happy.
He is not like a boy.
From beginning to end, he didn't make noises and didn't exclaim. He quietly talked and made the atmosphere around him calm.
This child is really a worrying child.
Obviously he is a sick person who needs to be taken care of, but he tries his best not to let others trouble others.
Miss Jun smiled.
"I also hurt," she said.
When she died, she was hacked to death.
Those Jinwuwei used the hand knife in the army. The knife body was wide, the knife tip was flush, very thick, and it was a sharp weapon in front of the battle.
Her flesh and blood is like tofu in front of these armored knives.
She remembered that the first knife was cut on her shoulder and her entire arm fell.
Then there is a diagonal crossing behind.
If the strength is bigger, she will probably be shackled.
It hurts.
Compared to the pain of hanging on the monarch, it is simply heaven and earth.
Miss Jun reached out and touched her neck.
Fang Chengyu saw it and thought of her hang on her own.
Is death very painful? Especially for the monarch who does not want to die.
He resisted laughing, but life is painful, not that there is a pain that does not want to be born.
Miss Jun has already finished the wound.
"Is this the reason for the talented person?" Fang Chengyu asked suddenly. "Is he not a chopping person?"
Miss Jun shook her head.
"It’s not his reason for me to hurt this," she said. "And he is really my savior."
Help?
Miss Jun told the story, of course, only said that she recognized that it was a precious medicine to pick.
Fang Chengyu and Lei Zhonglian, who sent the medicine, heard a cold sweat.
I don’t know what to say.
Say safe or be careful next time? But who knows which step is safe and which one is dangerous?
"But this time I was negligent." Miss Jun said on her own initiative. "I know the growth habits of Ziyingxian. It is the safest thing to tie a rope before mining."
Is this purple Yingxian strain to cure himself?
Fang Chengyu thought of it, silent moment.
"That said that this purple fairy plant is really precious." He said, "that person is not too much, because it is a cousin to change your life."
Said with a little regret.
"You should give him some more money."
This seems to be the truth, but Lei Zhonglian still feels a little weird.
"But this person, this person is acting too." He couldn't help but say.
He didn't even know how to describe this person.
"I don't know if it is a gentleman or a villain," he finally said.
If you are a gentleman, you have saved people, but you have robbed the medicines that people have almost dig for. If you really want to ask for a request, can you have less grandmother who is not willing to give you a life-saving gift?
Miss Jun listened and shook her head.
"I won't give it," she said. "If it wasn't for him to take an axe and threaten it."
After she finished thinking about it, she nodded again.
"I can give him a lot of money, but the herbs are definitely not given."
If there is no threat of life, she will never let the Ziyingxian plant be handed over, even if this person saved her life.
Lei Zhonglian is speechless.
Is it true that the young man also saw this, so he simply snatched it away.
Then you two are still really not gentlemen.
"I am a girl who walks alone, what kind of gentleman is not a gentleman." Miss Jun said, caressing the silver bracelet on the hand.
At that time, she went back to Beijing alone, and Master did not her, but gave her a lot of self-defense.
Of course, most of them are sinister and private methods that are dismissed by others.
"You are a lonely girl, what kind of gentleman," Master said.
Thinking of Miss Jun, I grinned.
But she still sighed when she thought of the purple scented plant that was taken away.
"I really have no reason to resent him. This person is not a gentleman, but he is not a villain, or he will not save me and send me down the mountain," she said.
Fang Chengyu nodded.
"It is hard to ask for people to be harmless, and it is too harsh to respect and respect people," he said.
The younger age is serious about these old-fashioned words.
Miss Jun smiled again.
"But I still don't like him," she said. "Not because he snatched my things, but he was holding a knife and axe. I didn't question him. He was against me. It’s not a villain, at least it’s a little heart.

Isn't that because he snatched your things or because of what?
If you don't steal your things, he doesn't have to guard against you, and you don't have to care about him.
It’s quite interesting that the little girl is talking about this in a serious drum.
Lei Zhonglian thought.
The herbs that I have chosen to pick up have not been used, and whoever changes them will be distressed, not to mention a child.
"Less grandma, let's eat," he said, handing over the hot meals.
Things have passed, and it’s no longer necessary to worry about it. Let’s move on.
Fang Chengyu took medicine, Miss Jun had dinner, and Lei Zhonglian stood on the side holding the stick.
"Fortunately, he is not those people." He said suddenly.
Fang Chengyu and Miss Jun both looked at him.
Fang Chengyu did not speak, Miss Jun thought about it.
"Would you like the thieves you met when you escorted the lord?" she asked.
Lei Zhonglian is silent.
Miss Jun knows who he is, and Lei Zhonglian knows that Miss Jun knows, and even vaguely guesses what it is for her escort.
They have never said this since they have been on the road.
Lei Zhonglian did not know if he should say it.
He has said many times in more than a decade, but no one believes, but instead makes himself more humiliating.
He is not convinced, so he must stay at the house.
At the beginning, he chatted and told people that he didn't take care of him and sent him to see the car. He told the cows and horses.
After talking for so long, I asked so many why, and I didn’t get anything.
He has not said anything in these years.
I did not expect someone to ask this question now.
And it is still the owner of the party.
Isn't this what he has been looking forward to? Why did he suddenly not open his mouth and seemed to dare not say it.
Do you want to face the results after you have said it? That disappointing desperation really doesn't want to feel any more.
Miss Jun did not urge, Fang Chengyu did not ask, no curiosity did not question, it was like chatting casually.
Lei Zhonglian’s hand holding the stick slowly relaxed.
"He is a little like those people," he said.
Miss Jun looked at him.
"What you mean is that he is not a real chopping person. The thieves were not real thieves," she said.
I have always said what I said, this time I will say it first.
Lei Zhonglian clenched the wooden stick again.
"They, their breath is not a thief," he said, looking over the hills.
The man has long since disappeared.
"Is it a sigh of relief?" Miss Jun said again.

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