() After five days of training in Qingshanji, Liu Xia had no intention of leaving.

Of course he is not in a hurry, but some people are.

Now that he is the Holy Son of the Holy Cult, the leaders of the Hidden Dragon Holy Cult have been waiting in Weiyang City to help Liu Xia.

As a result, Liu Xia never had any intention of leaving.

Zhou Ruishan had already reminded Liu Xia two or three times, but Liu Xia always made excuses to evade it.

Because the person he was waiting for has not arrived yet.

Today is the fifth day, and it’s time to climb and ponder Dabao.

Sure enough, when Liu Xia and Ouyang Hui were having breakfast at the inn, a fat monk wearing a monk's robe, leggings, and a bamboo hat, looking at his belly, entered the inn.

"Boss, give this poor monk thirty steamed buns with meat. And a jar of good wine. Hurry up."

Liu Xia looked back at him and finally felt relieved.

Dabao was covered in dust. It was obvious that he had been working day and night for the past few days and was rushing here.

He sat down, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and then began to rinse his mouth. However, the diners around him couldn't help but frown.

Naturally, Dabao also saw Liu Xia, but remained silent.

After a while, the buns arrived.

Dabao was probably starving. He hadn't eaten for an unknown amount of time, so he started eating and drinking like a storm. He was very generous.

A pair of big, dark, sly eyes kept lingering on Ouyang Hui.

This made Ouyang Hui frown again and again.

"Ruishan, please go down and we'll leave at noon."

Liu Xia wiped his mouth and said to Zhou Ruishan.

"Young man, let's do it right now."

Immediately, Zhou Ruishan stood up and left.

Liu Xia and Ouyang Hui went upstairs.

After waiting for a while, I heard someone knocking on the door.

As soon as Liu Xia opened the door, Dabao gave Liu Xia a bear hug.

"Oh no, where have you been this time?"

"I said, you can't rinse your mouth first, there are still green onions on your teeth."

Liu Xia frowned and said.

Dabao pushed Liu Xia away, then sat on the stool carelessly, looked at Ouyang Hui up and down, then turned around and said, "Where did you kidnap such a beautiful girl again?"

As he spoke, Dabao took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing his black and white face.

Ouyang Hui was stunned for a moment, dumbfounded.

"This is my brother Dabao, an eminent monk of Cihang Yin Sect. This is Ouyang Hui, a disciple of Tongtian Temple."

"Amitabha."

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

"Disrespect, disrespect."

"You're welcome."

The two of them started chatting.

"Why are you here looking for me? I am now a member of the Holy Cult. Be careful of being betrayed."

Liu Xia frowned and said.

"Okay, all your guards have gone to choose their mounts. I came up in a hurry, and I haven't eaten enough yet."

Dabao complained.

"To make a long story short, my senior brother is in the inn opposite. He has been poisoned. You will buy a car and take him to Weiyang City. You will be responsible for protecting his safety on the way."

Liu Xia hurriedly gave instructions.

"Hell, why did you let the poor monk run around for five days, just for this hard work? You boy, take this beauty with you and let me accompany the old man who does it. If you don't want to do it, you definitely won't do it."

Dabao put his thick calves on the table, patted his big belly and shook his head like a rattle.

At this time, footsteps came from the corridor, and Dabao immediately held his breath.

"Your Highness, madam, the horses and carriages are ready, we can set off at any time."

Zhou Ruishan stood outside the door and said respectfully.

"I understand. I'll leave at noon. You guys go and have a rest first."

"promise!"

Zhou Ruishan then left.

Hearing the footsteps walking away, Dabao stared at Liu Xia with a pair of dark eyes and said, "Madam? What's going on?"

"Well, it's a long story. Hui'er and I are now husband and wife, but..."

Before Liu Xia finished speaking, Dabao stood up and said: "You boy, you really fall in love with each other. But the poor monk heard that those Niubi in Tongtian Temple cannot get married after they enter. Why, you take her to elope this time

Already?"

"It's not like this."

"Tch, don't explain. I thought Lingling could be the first wife, but I really didn't expect it."

Dabao shook his head and said.

"Lingling? Who is it?"

Ouyang Hui immediately asked suspiciously.

"What? You didn't tell her that he has so many confidants, such as Wen Xin, Cai Wei, tsk tsk, you are so handsome,..."

Dabao said carelessly, but before he finished speaking, he felt a murderous aura and shut up immediately.

"Who is asking the heart? Who is Caiwei?"

Ouyang Hui stared at Liu Xia with her beautiful eyes.

"Amitabha, I have something to do, so I need to take a step forward. Liu Xia, don't worry, I will take good care of your senior brother. You guys talk slowly, talk slowly."

Immediately, Dabao saw that the situation was not good, grabbed his bamboo hat and disappeared from the window.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the room became a bit awkward.

"Well, Lingling is my junior sister. Wenxin has nothing to do with me. Caiwei is also my junior sister."

Liu Xia hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, Master is indeed right. There is no good thing in a man. Get out."

Ouyang Hui's face sank and she drank it immediately.

Liu Xia blinked and looked at Ouyang Hui in astonishment. Why was he suddenly angry?

Ouyang Hui looked very aggrieved. Her eye circles were red and her nose was a little sore. She felt like she was about to burst. She bit her lips and stared at Liu Xia.

It seems that if someone's eyes can kill, Liu Xia has died countless times.

"Incomprehensible."

Liu Xia turned around and walked out of the room.

When Ouyang Hui saw Liu Xia leaving, she sat on the bed alone and started sobbing.

Although, she knew in her heart that nothing would happen between him and Liu Xia.

However, since she got married, the more she thought about it, the sadder she felt.

This marriage in name only is still a marriage.

For a girl, no matter how determined her mind is, she still creates countless ripples.

The more she cried, the sadder she became. Although she knew these were false, she still couldn't help but be angry.

No one can survive the word love safely.

"Stop crying, you're crying like a cat."

At some point, Liu Xia appeared next to her, holding a handkerchief in her hand and placing it in front of her.

"If you take care of me, I will cry. I will cry."

Ouyang Hui threw the handkerchief to the ground and muttered like a child.

Liu Xia was most afraid of women crying. Ouyang Hui had always been very dutiful and stubborn.

He didn't know how to deal with it at all.
To be continued...