Chapter 3 The Dead Can Talk
"Crack, crack, crack..."

The sound of applause suddenly sounded, breaking the short peace caused by the previous slap.

A young nobleman dressed in a white brocade robe with golden thread and cloud pattern, riding a tall horse, walked out of the mountain road not far from the carriage in such a high-profile manner, and appeared gorgeously in front of the people at the corner most suitable for Tibetans.

"Is this the bandit?"

Although she had already noticed that the so-called bandits came too slowly, but seeing the people coming, she had to say that Yun Yan was indeed surprised by this new world.

Could it be that this is the legendary Liangshan, and the one who came down is the handsome Lin Chong in my impression?

"No, it's impossible! This kid is at most ten years old. How could Lin Chong be the instructor of the 800 million imperial army at this age? This kid looks like a little boy, and he has more family!"

Yun Yan stared at the young nobleman, murmured and shook her head lightly. Although her face was dirty, but against the bright red earrings on her right ear, she immediately caught the attention of the fake bandit Pan Ronghuan.

"Spare me, my lord, spare my life! I have money, and I will give you all the money I have on my body. I beg you to spare our lives, my lord!"

When Hui Erniang saw someone coming, she just begged for mercy without saying a word.

At her age, no matter how handsome she is, she won't have any thoughts about this handsome guy who can be her own son, so when she sees the person coming out, plus the at least twenty walking strong men behind her, she subconsciously takes him away. Take precautions as bandits.

As for Huier...

Although she just hit her mother, when the clapping sounded, she was subconsciously embraced by her mother. At this time, she obediently hid like a little lily, not at all as arrogant and domineering as before.

But they didn't realize that the twenty strong men were all dressed in uniform, they were obviously the guards of rich people!

"The one below!" Although he had just eavesdropped and already knew Yun Yan's name, Pan Ronghuan still rode on a horse and stood on the hillside, and said to Yun Yan condescendingly: "If you are not dead, come up and talk."

Not cute at all!
Does this kid have prince disease? !
This is Yun Yan's most intuitive impression of Pan Ronghuan, a stranger who has always been looking for a thorn in her side as soon as they met.

"I'm dead, I have something to say!" Yun Yan replied loudly, and Yun Yan sat on the ground directly.

She was not feeling well at first, and Yun Yan was right to be upset if a child dared to sneer in front of her. Such a double-entendre curse would be nothing more than an eye for an eye.

It's just that her rascally appearance made Pan Ronghuan speechless.

"Master Bandit, we don't know that girl, she has nothing to do with us, this is..."

Seeing that Yun Yan dared to offend these uncles at a time like this, Hui Erniang wished she could cut her into pieces with her eyes!But the most urgent thing is to get rid of the relationship, and it is important to offer all the valuable things to redeem your life with both hands!

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, he saw Pan Ronghuan waving his hand on the horse, and the two immediately came out behind him to restrain Hui Hui'er, mother and daughter who were in the way, leaving room for their master and the little girl he was interested in.

"Dead people can still talk?!" Pan Ronghuan said disdainfully with sword eyebrows.

"..." After waiting for a long time, no one answered.

Seeing that the other party didn't even care about the money, Yun Yan was even more sure that he was a very idle guy who just happened to encounter this kind of thing and planned to use them as a pastime.

And according to Yunyan's experience, the best way to deal with this kind of person is to ignore him.

(End of this chapter)

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