"Who are you?"

He Jiawei looked at the woman with a bun in ancient costume.

"I am your maid Lin Qi."

The girl looked at He Jiawei: "Don't you remember?"

"Well."

He Jiawei hesitated for a moment and pointed his nose with his finger: "Do you know me?"

"Of course I know you. I am your maid. Oh, why are you still like this? You are confused."

Lin Qi looked helpless.

Next, Lin Qi took the initiative to hold He Jiawei's clothes and began to tell herself the so-called Lin Tong story.

The Lin family was originally a prominent family in the Dagan Dynasty. For some reason, they suffered a disaster and were forced to leave their hometown. At that time, there was only one person who left their hometown, and that was this close maid Lin Qi.

In Lin Qi's memory, when she was Lin Tong and Lin Qi came to Gusha City together, she was only sixteen years old, and Lin Qi in front of her seemed to be a graceful girl, and her appearance became more and more outstanding, and she was already a little beauty in Gusha City.

But for some reason, Lin Tong got sick after he arrived in Gusha City.

This disease is very strange, I don't even remember who I am.

Every time I wake up, I sleepwalking.

And Lin Qi comes to find herself every time.

At this moment, Lin Qi was pointing at herself with a white jade-like finger, and her handsome face was filled with a look of surprise.

Beside her was a short, fat middle-aged man with a fat face, looking at himself with malicious eyes: "Boy, you are that Lin Tong, why are you not dead? Hehe, okay, your maid sells herself to bury you. Since you are not dead, it will be easy to deal with. The money is yours!"

As he said that, the short and fat man threw a large piece of broken silver to He Jiawei, turned around and grabbed Lin Qi's wrist and smiled lewdly: "Little beauty, come with me!"

"Young Master, your son!"

Lin Qi screamed and broke free from the middle-aged man's wrist and ran to He Jiawei: "Young Master save me!"

At this time, He Jiawei understood.

Lin Qi recognized the wrong person in love.

She might feel that she really thought she was her master.

Originally, He Jiawei didn't want to worry about this nostalgic business.

When you saw Lin Qi's pitiful appearance, He Jiawei couldn't help but feel angry... Lin Qi hid most of her body behind He Jiawei, and said in a very small voice: "That's right, young master, you accidentally infected the plague yesterday and were about to die. Qi'er was in no way, and she couldn't watch the young master corpse on the street, so, so..." "So she sold herself and wanted to bury you, a little boy, but she didn't expect that you would be lucky! But this deal has been done. Now she is mine, and you can't even regret it. Haha, little beauty, I will cherish you well, follow me!"

The short and fat middle-aged man laughed and walked over, and was about to catch Lin Qi who was hiding behind He Jiawei.

"ah!"

Lin Qi screamed and hid.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The middle-aged man laughed wildly, shaking his chest muscles and was about to bypass He Jiawei to catch Lin Qi. His body was extremely agile, and it seemed that he was a trainer.

At this moment, He Jiawei had fully understood what was going on. He Jiawei suddenly turned around, took a step gently, and blocked the short and fat middle-aged man.

At the same time, he stared at him with cold eyes! He Jiawei, an extremely weak scholar, was going to perform a full martial arts with this powerful warrior of Kong Wu! The middle-aged man obviously did not expect that He Jiawei's movements were so fast, and his speed was faster than that of ordinary warriors. Therefore, he was shocked and stopped there and stared at He Jiawei.

After a closer look, I found that the guy in front of me was actually just a white-faced scholar. Whether it was standing or breathing, he showed his weak skills! "It's funny, funny, you, a bullshit scholar, dare to stop me!"

The middle-aged man sneered and raised the fist that was bigger than the hammer as he said: "You don't ask me who Nan Yun is, get out of the way, otherwise your mother will not recognize you!"

As soon as the words of Nanyun were finished, he heard a loud bang, followed by his body and flew into the air, then fell to the ground with a plop.

It turned out that the moment he was talking, He Jiawei had already stepped out like lightning and swept his lower plate.

However, He Jiawei's movements were not only extremely fast, but also extremely free. Nan Yun fell down without even realizing them.

"What's going on!"

Nan Yun got up and stood there, looking at He Jiawei strangely: "How dare you attack me!"

Shaking his head, He Jiawei showed a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth: "Get out while I'm not angry yet!"

It’s a dream to buy Lin Qi for such a little bit of money.

"ah!"

Nan Yun was angry, and his fists were released at the same time. The hungry tiger was heartbroken and rushed straight to He Jiawei.

Before the move could touch He Jiawei's body, the rapid fist wind had already brought out a whistling sound.

Lin Qi, who had been standing aside, was disgraceful and couldn't help but cover her eyes with her hands, screaming: "Ah!"

When talking about He Jiawei, facing Nan Yun's attack, the disdain in his eyes became even stronger. He shook his body gently, and then his right leg suddenly bounced out. The leg bypassed Nan Yun's offensive and hit his lower abdomen hard. Bang! A muffled sound emanated from the contact area between his feet and lower abdomen.

"Forehead!"

The facial features on Nan Yun's face moved instantly, and he flew out with a shout! Lin Qi, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but tremble in her delicate body when she heard a bang. She hurriedly opened her eyes and roared: "Don't beat my son, aunt, I'll fight you!"

While roaring, she rushed over from behind He Jiawei with her pink fists and claws, but the scene in front of her surprised her.

He Jiawei was still standing there calmly, while the annoying short and fat man was lying five meters away. He got up for a long time and looked at He Jiawei with a stern look.

"Don't get out of here!"

He Jiawei said coldly.

"You, wait!"

The short fat man Nan Yun pointed at He Jiawei with his finger, then turned around and limped away! And He Jiawei, a calm smile appeared on his face, then turned around and looked at Lin Qi, who was still grinning with his pink fists and grinning: "Tsk tsk, isn't bad, this posture!"

"I hate it, young master!"

Lin Qi twisted her slim waist and turned around to ignore He Jiawei... Shaking her head, He Jiawei was speechless.

I am the Great Luo Jinxian, how could I be confused and involved in this little maid's affairs and become her so-called young master.

So, He Jiawei secretly ejaculated his divine thoughts and felt them.

Then he sighed.

It turned out that he felt that the young man Lin Qi, Lin Tong, was actually dead.

Moreover, the bodies were dismembered by wild dogs scattered in the ancient sand city. Not only that, Lin Tongzhen looked very similar to himself.
Chapter completed!