Jun Lai didn't embarrass any Ling Luoyu, but let someone send them out in person.

Zhou Yun and Liao Feng looked confused, but Dingmiao guessed something in their hearts.

There was a girl from the high race, and several people quickly left the dense fog.

When he came out again, Zhou Yun unexpectedly felt like a world away.

Ling Luoyu was still sulking, without saying a word, glanced at the direction, twisted and left.

Zhou Yun quickly stopped: "Girl... medicine, antidote..."

A good antidote! ?

Although I didn't do anything, I still have to give it. Do I have to give it?

"What kind of medicine is the solution?" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and walked by the wrong way, without looking back: "What you are taking is medicine for healing, it is not poisonous!"

Zhou Yun: "..."

Co-author, those words at the beginning are all fooling him! ?

But flickering back to flickering, there is no joy of being poisoned, and it fades the trouble of being fooled.

Feng Chenglin was speechless and patted him on the shoulder.

"Do you really think that we and your host have a look at what we say and do things differently!?"

Zhou Yun: "..."

What is this nonsense! ?

There is no poison, but it is said to be poisonous. Is it "the same outside and inside"? ?

However, seeing a few people walking in the wrong direction, they quickly caught up.

"Miss Ling, you seem to have gone wrong, right?" He pointed at Ling Luoyu's back: "The Zhou family is over there..."

"Yes, we won't go to Zhou's house now!" Dingmiao turned his head and nodded, "So please go back and talk to Patriarch Zhou, his hospitality is no blessing to Miss Ling!"

"You...really going to the Mo Family?"

Dingmiao just laughed, and did not answer.

Zhou Yun followed two steps, and finally stopped.

"The Mo Family..."

What did they hear from Junlai? Why go to the Mo family! ?

After thinking about it, he hurriedly turned back.

After hearing what he said, Zhuang Dashang found it a little weird.

"Zhou Yun, we have been looking for you for so long, but there is no shadow of you... You tell us now that you didn't know what was going on, so you entered the high race?"

Zhou Yun was speechless: "I know the explanation for this matter is unclear, and there is no way to explain it, but what I said is true..."

Taking off his coat, he pointed to the wound on his body.

"These are the hands of that girl Ling..."

Zhuang Dashang hesitated, and finally asked him to go with him to inform Zhou Yan.

From Zhou Jiacheng, Feng Chenglin left without saying goodbye, which made Cheng Xue very annoyed.

"Who made this breakfast? How can I eat it so salty?"

The maid below dared not speak.

"What are you doing in a daze? Take it and redo it. If you do this again, be careful that I strip you off!"

A guard walked in quickly and knelt on one knee: "Miss Cheng, Dashang Zhuang from the Sanchun Lake has brought someone here!"

Cheng Xue's pupils shrank: "What is he here for?"

Before he could say anything, Zhuang Dashang rushed in: "What? Miss Cheng doesn't seem to welcome me very much?"

The two looked at each other, and no one spoke.

The surrounding maids bowed their heads wittily, but Zhou Yun was a little dazed.

For a time, neither progress nor retreat.

Just look at the maids who retreated.

Do they mean something else because they are in a hurry? !

Being puzzled, Zhuang Dashang inside the room gave another cold snort.

"Ms. Cheng doesn't welcome me. Is it because my arrival will disturb the girl?"