"Hi, Rongrong."

"Well. I'm fine, I just want to hear your voice all of a sudden." Murong Rong was a little embarrassed: "Did I bother you?"

"No. You're calling right now, just in time for an intermission." Rong Jiuci's voice was low, and he looked out the car window.

In the darkness, the shadowy landscape strips on the side of the road receded quickly, and the street lamps flashed past, and the extremely fast speed made the street lamps look like shooting stars.

It was quiet enough that the lightness in Murong Rong's voice could be heard clearly.

"It turned out to be an intermission, no wonder I said why it was so quiet. Rong Jiuci..."

Murong Rong's fingertips were randomly drawing on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"This Sunday, I have an appointment with Baibai to try on the wedding dress? Will you go?"

Rong Jiuci pondered for a while: "I'll ask Assistant Yang to check my itinerary later. If I have time, I will definitely accompany you."

"Rong Jiu resigns to you..."

Murong Rong was speechless. Didn't he say that the overlord would be desperate for the one he loves?

Then there is such a thing, I need to ask the assistant to check the itinerary.

Not romantic at all.

But Murong Rong didn't say these words.

She smiled instead.

Yes, this is Rong Jiuci.

She believed in Rong Jiuci's feelings for her, but she also knew that he would never be the man who revolved around her.

In this case, there is nothing to complain about.

Murong Rong smiled and agreed: "Okay. This time I don't want sunflowers."

"Why? Are sunflowers bad?"

"Very good. In fact, other flowers are also very good."

Rong Jiuci raised his eyebrows a little: "Murong Rong, are you asking me again?"

"Yes. Mr. Rong, can you?"

"It depends on your performance."

Murong Rong was at a loss: "What performance?"

"Like changing your name."

Murong Rong instantly understood the meaning of Rong Jiuci.

Her face turned red immediately: "I... I don't know what you mean. Well, it's getting late, I'm going to bed first, and you should go to bed early when you're done with your work. "

After Murong Rong finished speaking, she hastily hung up the phone.

Then, as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the shy girl faintly reflected in the window.

She couldn't help covering her cheeks with her hands, in fact, she knew what Rong Jiuci meant just now.

He heard her call her husband.

In today's relatively free era, even if they are not married, many men and women are called husband and wife.

But Murong Rong couldn't do it, she couldn't open her mouth.

In her heart, she always felt that husband was a very important and sacred title, and she couldn't name it except for someone who had a close relationship with her and grew old together.

Although she and Rong Jiuci had already made up their minds, it was still the last step.

Rong Jiuci looked at the words that the call ended on the screen of the mobile phone, and his black eyes were filled with tenderness.

Huo Yanshen said: "Ninth brother will arrive in Taoyuan in half an hour, and the brothers are also ready..."

As soon as the voice fell, the car stopped suddenly.

Huo Yanshen leaned forward, and he turned his head to look outside the car: "What's going on? Why did the car stop?"

Soon someone got off the escort car, surrounded the car, and activated the walkie-talkie in the car.

The surrounding air began to tense for no reason.

"Be careful." Rong Jiuci instructed Huo Yanshen, his body tensed up.

Huo Yanshen's complexion also became serious, without his usual playful smile.

At this time, a subordinate hurried over: "Boss, Qin Yehan's people want to see you."

"How did Qin Yehan's people know that brother Jiu is in the car?"

Huo Yanshen frowned, and there were doubts and doubts in his eyes.

Although he had been checking Qin Yehan for a long time, today's action was temporary.

If Qin Yehan got the news so quickly, then his strength is too terrifying.

Rong Jiuci obviously thought about it, and he asked, "Who is here?"

The subordinate shook his head: "He is wearing a mask and a cloak, his figure is tightly covered, and his identity cannot be distinguished, but he is wearing the silver bracelet of Shuramen."

"Silver bracelet?" Huo Yanshen was very surprised. Anyone who could wear a silver bracelet was already a high-level person in the Asura Gate. It was hard not to think about such a person suddenly appearing at this time.

Huo Yan looked deeply at Rong Jiuci, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Jiu, what should we do now?"

Rong Jiuci's eyelids drooped: "Driving, don't pay attention to him."

The subordinates went there soon after receiving the order, and the convoy was also preparing to set off again.

At this time, the subordinates came in a hurry again.

"Chief, he asked me to give this to you."

The subordinate handed over a small square box respectfully.

Rong Jiuci reached out to take it.

Huo Yanshen quickly stopped him: "Boss, don't move, be careful of fraud."

"If Qin Yehan wanted my life, he wouldn't use such rough methods."

Rong Jiuci said as he opened the box in his hand.

A butterfly hairpin sat neatly in the box.

Rong Jiuci's eyes suddenly froze.

Huo Yanshen also saw it, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "Isn't this An An's favorite hairpin?"

Rong Jiuci held the box tightly with his fingers, and he looked at his subordinate: "What else did he say just now?"

His subordinates were taken aback by Rong Jiuci's extremely oppressive tone, and he quickly replied: "He said, if the leader sees this hairpin and thinks of someone he misses, he will meet him. He also said, let you See him alone."

Huo Yanshen immediately said: "Ninth brother, this is absolutely not acceptable, be careful of fraud."

"He took out this thing, even if it is fraudulent, I have to go."

"Ninth Brother..." Huo Yanshen couldn't help but sighed, but didn't persuade him any more.

Because he knew that Rong Jiuci couldn't be persuaded at all.

Rong Jiuci closed the wooden box and held it tightly in his hand, as if he was holding a lost and found treasure.

The meeting place was quickly arranged, Rong Jiuci is now waiting in front of the window.

Soon there was a sound of footsteps.

Rong Jiuci turned his head to look over, and saw a man in a black cloak, wrapped from head to toe, walking in.

He didn't approach, just looked at Rong Jiuci across the air.

"Asura Gate, Sixth Master." Rong Jiuci spoke with affirmative tone.

The visitor froze, paused, raised his hand and took off the cloak, revealing his face.

Under the dim light, that simple and honest face looked sharp and fierce: "Master Rong Jiu, you have really good eyesight."

The name of this sixth master is not really obvious, but to them it is like thunder.

Not only is he in charge of the hidden forces in the Asura Sect, but he is also Qin Yehan's most trusted person.

Knowing that he has always been inseparable from Qin Yehan, like conjoined twins.

It is true that the focus cannot be separated from the dream, and the dream cannot be separated from the dream.

Rong Jiuci looked at Liu Zi's face, his expression was more serious than before: "Liu Ye, what do you mean by the gift you gave me?"

"I mean to remind Master Rong Jiu not to go to Taoyuan tonight, unless you want An An to die."

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