Lin Zhiyu's eyes were attracted by a hairpin. She walked to the stall, pointed at the stall and asked, "How much does this hairpin cost?"
The middle-aged man who bought the hairpin saw that she was well-dressed and seemed to be the wife of a wealthy family, so he said: "One tael of silver, madam, this hairpin is perfect for you!"
Lin Zhiyu pursed his lips.
"You are obviously not worth one tael of silver, three hundred coins, no more."
The middle-aged man didn't expect that she turned out to be a know-it-all, so he pretended to be distressed and said: "Girl, this hairpin is 500 yuan, it cannot be less."
"Three hundred coins, not a penny more." Lin Zhiyu stopped looking at the hairpin and turned to leave.
"Hey, hey, hey! Three hundred coins is just three hundred coins! Girl! I'll sell you for three hundred coins!"
Lin Zhiyu rolled his eyes, "I just said you wouldn't sell three hundred coins, but now..."
The man selling hairpins lost another pair of earrings to her.
Lin Zhiyu touched his pocket with satisfaction and found that he had no money. He turned around and saw that Nan Feng was crossing his arms, as if he was waiting for her to go back and beg him.
Lin Zhiyu:…
Seemingly aware of her embarrassment, the man selling hairpins said, "Madam, why don't you ask your husband to settle this account for you?"
"He and I are not husband and wife..." As soon as Lin Zhiyu finished saying this, he felt a chill running down his spine.
"I'm just kidding, I'm lucky to have such a perfect husband." She smiled with a stiff face.
Hearing this, Nan Feng's face looked better, and he stepped forward to pay for her.
After paying, he took the things and left, seeming a little angry.
Lin Zhiyu rolled his eyes behind him.
Why is this person so naive
"Husband, wait for me!" Lin Zhiyu Mao yelled forward with all his strength. Nan Feng was stunned when he heard this.
He turned around stiffly and walked towards Lin Zhiyu.
A hint of cunning flashed in Lin Zhiyu's eyes, and he burst into laughter looking at Nan Feng who was trying hard to smile.
He obviously didn't smile much, but his smile at this time seemed strange.
Nan Feng blushed at her smile, but fortunately he couldn't see clearly in the night.
But Lin Zhiyu seemed to see him blushing and chased him asking questions.
"Nan Feng."
"Call me husband."
"Did you blush just now?"
“…”
Lin Zhiyu burst into laughter again, causing people on the side to look at him sideways.
Nan Feng was helpless, "The lanterns over there seem very beautiful, do you want to go and see them?"
Knowing that he was deliberately changing the subject, Lin Zhiyu stopped embarrassing him and looked in the direction he pointed.
Although most of the lanterns are made by women themselves, some ladies from wealthy families will also come out to buy lanterns.
Therefore, the lanterns sold outside are extremely exquisite.
The various lights dazzled her eyes.
The exquisite lanterns were made into different styles and painted with different paintings. When people came over, the stalls selling lanterns started selling them.
Lin Zhiyu picked a lantern that looked like a rabbit, and he also picked a lantern that looked like a fox for Nan Feng.
"I'm not a woman, why should I put lanterns?" Nan Feng looked at the lanterns in her hand, a little puzzled.
The woman on the side was also waiting to see her joke.
In this Lu city, no man would put out lanterns.
This girl will definitely be divorced by her husband.
Lin Zhiyu gave him a strange look. “There are many women putting out lanterns, so only women can put out lanterns?”
"Don't you have anything you want to wish for?"
Nan Feng looked at her serious look, and then thought about what she said she wanted to make a wish for.
He has, and there is only one.
Someone was handing out paper and pens by the moat. Lin Zhiyu took the paper and pen and walked towards the river.
She wrote on the paper: "I hope I can go back soon."
Before Nan Feng looked over, he quickly put the note into the bag containing the note on Deng Huan.
Nan Feng raised his eyebrows and continued writing his.
"You belong to me."
This was written by Nan Feng.
The two chose a place where there were not many people and placed the lanterns.
Then he walked slowly and leisurely to the restaurant.
As the night got darker, the market was a little far away from where they lived, and there were no people around as they walked.
Nan Feng suddenly stopped.
Lin Zhiyu was puzzled, but soon felt murderous intent.
In the midst of lightning and flint, a sound broke through the air. Nan Feng held her waist and quickly took her away from the place.
An arrow pierced the floor.
“I didn’t expect to encounter a big fish this time when I came out.”
A man in black clothes came out, holding a crossbow in his hand.
"The emperor of Mobei can actually run around."
Feeling the killing intent of the person in front of him, Nanfeng protected Lin Zhiyu behind him.
The sound of breaking through the air continued to sound, and more than twenty men in black surrounded them.
Nanfeng knew that the person who came was not good. If it was just him, there would be no problem in escaping, but... He took the time to glance at Lin Zhiyu behind him.
The other party was not as scared as he imagined, and there was even some eagerness in his eyes.
"Don't make trouble, these are killers, different from your usual opponents."
He knew that Yan Jiaojiao practiced martial arts, but how could the sparring partners in the palace compare to these killers
"I'll hold them back later, and you can run away, do you understand?"
Lin Zhiyu was noncommittal, "I won't hold you back."
Normally she wouldn't dare to make a big deal, but with the help of force and powerful buffs, she felt she could fight ten now.
Different from practicing martial arts, this buff is integrated into her flesh and blood, and does not even require practice, as if she is born with it.
Nan Feng knew that he could not persuade her anymore, so he could only sigh and look at her more carefully for a while.
"Kill them."
As soon as the leader spoke, the other killers took action instantly.
Lin Zhiyu's slender fingers clamped the long sword thrust from the front, skillfully used force to deflect the killer at the end of the sword hilt, and then turned around and held the sword in his own hand.
There was a whistling wind behind him. Lin Zhiyu stopped the arrow without even looking at it. He stopped the arrow based on his intuition. With a flick of his sword, the arrow flew back again.
It looked like a gentle move, but only the man who was almost hit by an arrow knew the actual strength.
Nan Feng directly dealt with the killers surrounding him, and then came over to help Lin Zhiyu.
Lin Zhiyu was also able to deal with it with ease. She dodged the long sword that stabbed her neck. Lin Zhiyu tapped her toes, jumped back and stepped on the long sword in an instant, wiping the person holding the sword. neck.
The movements were crisp and without any sloppiness.
Nan Feng looked at her hand, with some thoughts in his eyes.
More than twenty people were gone in the blink of an eye.
When the killer saw this, he wanted to run away, but was stopped by Lin Zhiyu.
The little girl's qinggong was so good that she looked like a bird with wings.
"You... aren't you Yan Jiaojiao?" A look of horror appeared in the eyes of the killer.
"Of course I am Yan Jiaojiao, otherwise who would I be?" Lin Zhiyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and knocked them unconscious with a single blow.
Looking at the thoughtful Nan Feng, her heart "thumped."
Sure enough, Nan Feng squinted his eyes and said, "It's a good stretch, who taught you that?"
"..." She knew it.
"I saw it in a book before."
Lin Zhiyu didn't say much.
Nan Feng grabbed her arm and felt it carefully.
No inner strength at all.
But what happened to her Qing Gong
No matter how confused he was, no one could explain it to him at this time.
When he put down his hand, Lin Zhiyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
fortunately.
Fortunately, the system's force buff has no bugs, otherwise she would be targeted by Nan Feng in the future.
Back at the restaurant, Lin Zhiyu went to rest first because he was tired.
Nan Feng nodded and went to interrogate the killer.
(End of chapter)