The next day, Zhou Xuan took the hero post and took Xiaolongnu into Lujiazhuang.

This farm looked quite grand, and the people from all over the country came and went to entertain guests, and the current was endless. As soon as they came in, there were servants or disciples of the Beggars' Gang to arrange places.

When Xiaolongnu saw this scene, her brows couldn't help but frown.

She didn't like this scene very much, it was too noisy. There were strangers everywhere, which made her a little uncomfortable. But for the sake of Zhou Xuan, she had to endure it.

Suddenly, I heard three sounds of guns on the bang bang, and the drum musicians started to play.

Someone said.

"The owner and his wife welcome the guests in person. Let's take a look. I wonder which hero has arrived?"

But when I saw the guests and the two rows of the village were lined up, everyone was left on both sides.

A man and a woman walked out of the well shoulder behind the screen in the hall. They were both in their forties. The man was wearing a brocade robe and had a whisker in his chin. He was majestic and majestic. The woman had fair skin, but she was gentle and seemed to be a noble lady.

The guests were quietly talking.

"The owner of the Manor Lu and Mrs. Lu went out to greet Dabin in person."

After the two, there was another couple, which was Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

After not seeing each other for several years, Guo Jing's demeanor was even more calm, Huang Rong smiled, and she remained unabashed in her former beauty.

Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

"I haven't seen each other for several years, but I didn't expect Huang Rong to be so beautiful."

Guo Jing was wearing a coarse cloth robe, while Huang Rong was a lilac silk shirt, but she was the leader of the Beggars' Sect, so she had to put a few nails on the shirt. Behind Jingrong were the brothers Guo Fu and Wu. At this time, countless bright red candles were lit in the hall, and the light of the candle was shining. But the more heroic the man was, the more beautiful the woman was.

The guests pointed at each other.

"This is Daxia Guo, this is Mrs. Guo Huang's leader."

"Who is this flower-like daughter?"

"It's the daughter of Guo Daxia and his wife."

"Are those two teenagers their sons?"

"No, it's a disciple."

The next day, Zhou Xuan took the hero post and took Xiaolongnu into Lujiazhuang.

This farm looked quite grand, and the people from all over the country came and went to entertain guests, and the current was endless. As soon as they came in, there were servants or disciples of the Beggars' Gang to arrange places.

When Xiaolongnu saw this scene, her brows couldn't help but frown.

She didn't like this scene very much, it was too noisy. There were strangers everywhere, which made her a little uncomfortable. But for the sake of Zhou Xuan, she had to endure it.

Suddenly, I heard three sounds of guns on the bang bang, and the drum musicians started to play.

Someone said.

"The owner and his wife welcome the guests in person. Let's take a look. I wonder which hero has arrived?"

But when I saw the guest, the two rows of the village were lined up? Everyone was left on both sides.

A man and a woman walked out of the well behind the screen in the hall. They were all over forty years old. The man was wearing a brocade robe? The chin was slightly bearded? The word "qi" was majestic and quite majestic. The woman had fair skin? But she was gentle and gentle, as if she was a noble lady.

The guests were quietly talking.

"The owner of the Manor Lu and Mrs. Lu went out to greet Dabin in person."

After the two, there was another couple, which was Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Haven't seen each other for several years? Guo Jing's demeanor is even more calm? Huang Rong smiles on her face, and she is not as beautiful as before.

Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

"I haven't seen each other for several years, but I didn't expect Huang Rong to be so beautiful."

Guo Jing was wearing a coarse cloth robe, but Huang Rong was a lilac silk shirt? But she was the leader of the Beggars' Sect? She had to put a few nails on the shirt. Behind Jingrong were the brothers Guo Fu and Wu. At this time, countless bright red candles were lit in the hall, and the light of the candlelight was reflected, but the more heroic the man was, the more beautiful the woman was.

The guests pointed at each other.

"This is Daxia Guo, this is Mrs. Guo Huang's leader."

"Who is this flower-like daughter?"

"It's the daughter of Guo Daxia and his wife."

"Are those two teenagers their sons?"

"No? It's a disciple."

The next day, Zhou Xuan took the hero post and took Xiaolongnu into Lujiazhuang.

This farm looks quite grand? The people from all the villages come and go to entertain guests, and the current flows are endless. As soon as they come in, there are servants or disciples of the Beggars' Gang to arrange places.

When Xiaolongnu saw this scene, her brows couldn't help but frown.

She doesn't like this scene very much? It's too noisy. There are strangers everywhere? It makes her a little uncomfortable. But for Zhou Xuan? I can only endure it.

Suddenly, I heard three sounds of guns on the bang bang, and the drum musicians started to play.

Someone said.

"The owner and his wife welcome the guests in person. Let's take a look. I wonder which hero has arrived?"

But when I saw the guests and the two rows of the village were lined up, everyone was left on both sides.

A man and a woman walked out of the well shoulder behind the screen in the hall. They were both in their forties. The man was wearing a brocade robe and had a whisker in his chin. He was majestic and majestic. The woman had fair skin, but she was gentle and seemed to be a noble lady.

The guests were quietly talking.

"The owner of the Manor Lu and Mrs. Lu went out to greet Dabin in person."

After the two, there was another couple, which was Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

After not seeing each other for several years, Guo Jing's demeanor was even more calm, Huang Rong smiled, and she remained unabashed in her former beauty.

Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

"I haven't seen each other for several years, but I didn't expect Huang Rong to be so beautiful."

Guo Jing was wearing a coarse cloth robe, while Huang Rong was a lilac silk shirt, but she was the leader of the Beggars' Sect, so she had to put a few nails on the shirt. Behind Jingrong were the brothers Guo Fu and Wu. At this time, countless bright red candles were lit in the hall, and the light of the candle was shining. But the more heroic the man was, the more beautiful the woman was.

The guests pointed at each other.

"This is Daxia Guo, this is Mrs. Guo Huang's leader."

"Who is this flower-like daughter?"

"It's the daughter of Guo Daxia and his wife."

"Are those two teenagers their sons?"

"No, it's a disciple."

The next day, Zhou Xuan took the hero post and took Xiaolongnu into Lujiazhuang.

This farm looked quite grand, and the people from all over the country came and went to entertain guests, and the current was endless. As soon as they came in, there were servants or disciples of the Beggars' Gang to arrange places.

When Xiaolongnu saw this scene, her brows couldn't help but frown.

She didn't like this scene very much, it was too noisy. There were strangers everywhere, which made her a little uncomfortable. But for the sake of Zhou Xuan, she had to endure it.

Suddenly, I heard three sounds of guns on the bang bang, and the drum musicians started to play.

Someone said.

"The owner and his wife welcome the guests in person. Let's take a look. I wonder which hero has arrived?"

But when I saw the guests and the two rows of the village were lined up, everyone was left on both sides.

A man and a woman walked out of the well shoulder behind the screen in the hall. They were both in their forties. The man was wearing a brocade robe and had a whisker in his chin. He was majestic and majestic. The woman had fair skin, but she was gentle and seemed to be a noble lady.

The guests were quietly talking.

"The owner of the Manor Lu and Mrs. Lu went out to greet Dabin in person."

After the two, there was another couple, which was Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

After not seeing each other for several years, Guo Jing's demeanor was even more calm, Huang Rong smiled, and she remained unabashed in her former beauty.

Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

"I haven't seen each other for several years, but I didn't expect Huang Rong to be so beautiful."

Guo Jing was wearing a coarse cloth robe
Chapter completed!