After getting on the road, it will take some time and a long way to go to Nanzhao.

Along the way, Yang Cong and Zhao Ling'er were nothing, and Liu Jinyuan's words were fine, just Lin Yueru, the problem was Jildo.

She is worthy of being a pampered lady. She is carrying a bunch of things when she goes out.

After seeing this, Yang Cong couldn't help but shake his head.

"Hey, I said you two big men, seeing that I have carved so many things, don't you help me? I can't make an excessive request. You don't need to help me get them all, just share a little."

Lin Yueru was carrying such a big bag, and she could be said to be as tired as a dog.

There were no carriages or anything along the way, they all depended on walking.

So naturally I have to take the things myself. Compared with Lin Yueru, Liu Jinyuan's things only have a small bag, just carry them on his shoulders.

Not to mention Yang Cong and Zhao Linger, they were empty-handed and were thrown into the small world by Yang Cong.

"Cousin, I'll help you carry some." Liu Jinyuan smiled and stepped forward.

Seeing this, Lin Yueru and Yang Cong were angry because Yang Cong was still moving, and said, "Look, my cousin is so good. It's not like some people. As a man, he is so irresponsible."

Yang Cong knew that she was talking about herself, and said, "I don't have a sense of responsibility. After all, I won't take so many things out when I go out. If I can't bear it, I still have to carry someone else to carry it. It's really embarrassing."

"I..." Lin Yueru was speechless for a moment.

"Cousin, I'll help you carry it." After Liu Jinyuan said that, Lin Yueru changed her face instantly.

"Cousin, this is my thing, so I have to carry it myself, so you don't need to do it." Lin Yueru was like taking Dali Pills, and instantly she had several times the strength, carrying a big bag.

Seeing this, Liu Jinyuan expressed helplessness.

Zhao Ling'er, who was beside her, laughed, then turned to look at Yang Cong: "Brother Yang Cong, just help Miss Lin."

"No need for him to help..." Lin Yueru became arrogant.

Yang Cong couldn't help but shake his head and walked to Lin Yueru.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yueru looked at Yang Cong with great caution.

"Get something." Yang Cong said.

"Why?" Lin Yueru curled her lips and raised her head.

"Don't let me take it, forget it. Ling'er originally said that I would help you, but if you don't want to, just forget it." Yang Cong shook his head and said, "What a pity, kindness is taken for the donkey's liver and lungs. Ling'er, look, I said I don't need to help, and I don't appreciate it at all."

Zhao Ling'er said: "Miss Lin, just ask Brother Yang Cong to help you, he has a solution."

Lin Yueru glanced at Zhao Ling'er, then handed the things in her hand to Yang Cong: "Okay, I'll give it to you."

"It was so good, I had to be proud, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"My baggage!" Lin Yueru's eyes widened.

"Stop shouting." Yang Cong said; "Are you annoying? I'll let you go, otherwise why do you think we won't take anything when we go out?"

"No, you have to take it out and show it to me so that you won't get it done." Lin Yueru said.

"Okay, okay." Yang Cong really had no choice but to deal with Lin Yueru. With a wave of his hand, Lin Yueru's bag appeared again, and with another wave of his hand, he disappeared.

Only then did Lin Yueru feel at ease.

"I understand now, don't be like a fool, a country bumpkin."

"What! You say I'm a country bumpkin!" Lin Yueru was unhappy in an instant. After all, she was from the Lin family in Suzhou. She was a wealthy family and famous, so why was she a country bumpkin?

"What, you are not." Yang Cong glanced at Lin Yueru and said.

"Of course I'm not!"

Just kidding, if she was all a country bumpkin, then wouldn’t the whole world be a country bumpkin?

"Then I ask you, are you from the Lin family in Suzhou?"

"Of course, yes! If you want to change it!"

"Then is your father the leader of the Southern Wulin League!"

"Of course, you ask what you do, it's boring."

"Then I'll ask you at the end, are you a hillbilly?"

"It's said yes, you're so annoying..."

Halfway through, Lin Yueru suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Look, you admit that you are a country bumpkin." Yang Cong smiled successfully.

"You...she me!" Lin Yueru pointed at Yang Cong, her chest kept rising and falling, obviously she was angry.

"Okay, Mr. Yang, and cousin Yueru, let's go first." Liu Jinyuan came out and said, "If you don't have a village or a shop here, you have to hurry up, otherwise it will be troublesome at night."

Liu Jinyuan said this to Lin Yueru. The place where Lin Yueru, who has lived in a pampered and elegant manner since childhood, was very comfortable.

If you really want to live in such a wild mountain, you will probably not be able to sleep all night.

Lin Yueru stopped talking now.

"Let's go." Yang Cong was too lazy to continue to quarrel with Lin Yueru.

The group of four continued on their way.

As he walked, Lin Yueru suddenly came over and said, "Hey, was it a spell you just now?"

Yang Cong did not answer.

"Hey, what are you calling you..."

Yang Cong still didn't answer.

"you...."

Zhao Linger touched Yang Cong slightly and said, "Ms. Lin is talking to you."

"Hmm? Are you talking to me?" Yang Cong was stunned, then turned his head and looked at Lin Yueru: "Did you call me again just now?"

"You!" Lin Yueru was so angry: "I have called you several times."

Yang Cong said lightly: "Oh... I'm sorry, my name is Yang Cong, not Hey, so I'll ask you to call me next time, otherwise I would think you're barking."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yueru was angry, but it was not unreasonable for Yang Cong to say this.

People who are familiar with each other don’t say anything, but they haven’t known each other for a long time. Such words are very rude.

"Master Yang can do magic?" Liu Jinyuan asked.

"See a little bit." Yang Cong said.

"Then was the spell you just now?" Lin Yueru asked.

"So what, so what, no." Yang Cong glanced at Lin Yueru, in sharp contrast with the answer to Liu Jinyuan.

"Hmph..." Lin Yueru was completely angry, because she was hostile to her.

When Liu Jinyuan saw his cousin like this, he was helpless and had to ask: "Master Yang, what kind of magic was that just now?"

"In fact, it's not considered a spell." Yang Cong said: "It's just that a small world has been opened up in his body and put things in it."

"Small world?"
Chapter completed!