Just 30%, love or not.

She had this attitude from start to finish.

Fortunately, Sheng Xuan could see it very clearly, and agreed without too much entanglement. In private, she did not use her border trade plan to contact others in order to seek cooperation from other parties.

He immediately agreed.

If he really does something below, then she will need to reconsider whether to cooperate with Sheng Xuan again.

"Let's go."

After talking about everything, Lu Jinxi naturally didn't stay here any longer, sent Qing Que to settle the account, sat down for a while, and then walked downstairs directly.

He Xing and others, who were guarding across the street, had already seen Sheng Xuan come out and guessed that she should come out later, so they all waited there.

When she showed up, they all stood up.

Lu Jinxi naturally saw them at a glance, and was about to signal something, when the corner of his eyes flickered, he saw a figure walking across the street diagonally in front of him on the right.

A blue gown, tall and thin.

He didn't show his face, just a side view, and even turned around, leaving a back view.

But at this moment, she was directly reminded of what Yin Ping said earlier, the mysterious scribe who had contacts with Shenghong, the owner of Nansheng Longchang...

Almost subconsciously, Lu Jinxi wanted to turn around and take a look in that direction.

Unexpectedly, before she took two steps, a panicked exclamation came from behind: "Let me go, let me go!"

It's a wooden cart.

A guy in short brown clothes, pushing a scooter, with sacks taller than a person piled on top, ran fast under his feet.

Everyone on the street turned to both sides to avoid it.

When Lu Jinxi turned around, the trolley was already very close to her. Because the sacks were so high, she couldn't even see the head of the guy pushing the trolley behind the trolley!

"lady!"

There were exclamations from both ends of the street.

The near one was Qingque, who was smashed by the pedestrians who avoided it, and the far one was He Xing and others who were walking towards her across the street.

Lu Jinxi heard it clearly, but it was too late to avoid it now.

Her whole mind was on the scribe who passed by, and suddenly a scooter came, and there were voices from both ends. The information was too mixed, and it was hard to recover.

Not to mention, her physical condition is not good, even if she can react, she may not be able to avoid it.

Therefore, she could only see that the scooter came to her side, and she was about to hit it. She could already imagine the scenes of these high piles of sacks being smashed down in her mind.

It was this moment of lightning flashes—

A hand stretched out from the slanting thorn, and quickly and forcefully pulled her towards the side of the street!

"His!"

The skirt of Yuebai's elastic ink skirt was scratched by the wooden thorns on the edge of the scooter, and a small gap was suddenly broken.

Lu Jinxi almost watched the scooter with the high pile of goods wiped under his nose!

The guy who pushed the cart walked fast, but he didn't seem to realize that he almost hit someone, and continued to shout "Let's go" in a panic all the way, and quickly went away.

It disappeared around the corner in no time.

People stood on the street, a layer of cold sweat broke out on their bodies.

When the wind blew, it was a little cold.

Only at this moment did Lu Jinxi come back to her senses, looking towards her left arm, she first saw a palm that was still clutching her arm tightly.

In all fairness, this palm is not good-looking.

Although the five fingers are slender, but the joints are thicker than ordinary people; there are still some mixed scars on the back of the hand and the five fingers, deep and shallow, most of which are relatively old, so it is not clear what is left behind.

Very rough, but also very powerful.

Looking down this palm, there is a figure that is more than half of her head.

In such warm weather, this man actually wore a felt hat and a thick cotton robe, which made his figure look bloated and burly.

The beard that covered his face almost covered the lower half of his face.

Lu Jinxi couldn't even see his specific facial features clearly. When he looked over, he could only see the high nose bridge and the firm eyebrows.

The sword eyebrows are thick black, and the eyes are deep.

But just like the palm of his hand, it actually gives people a thick and sharp feeling that is often carved by wind swords and frost swords!

Not a pair of simple eyes.

Not a simple person.

Almost as soon as she made contact with each other's eyes, she felt a strange and dangerous feeling in her heart.

The other party's hand was still on her arm and seemed to have forgotten to take it back.

Lu Jinxi wasn't sure whether she had met the benefactor who saved her, or the daring disciple, but she took a small step back to be cautious.

Then he was polite and smiled as usual: "You Lao, this strong man, came to the rescue."

This is absolutely normal to no longer normal thank you.

Any other person who was rescued or helped by a stranger on the street would have the same tone.

Lu Jinxi also dared to guarantee that he would definitely speak more succinctly and politely.

Unexpectedly, after she said these words, this man with a full beard and an unusually tall appearance suddenly turned a little strange when he saw her, as if he was thinking about something.

There is even a sense of sharpness that can penetrate human skin!

Lu Jinxi was secretly tense and became vigilant.

But the other party did not do more.

The rays of light in his eyes disappeared, and he put down the palm of his hand that was still on her arm very naturally, as if he smiled.

His voice was deep and mellow, like aged spirits.

"It's just a hands-on effort."

As soon as he released his palm, Lu Jinxi relaxed a little.

She was about to say some words of thanks, but the other party didn't mean to say anything else, as if she had just rescued a stranger.

He put the hand behind him directly, and walked across the street in that inconspicuous and bloated cotton robe.

The tall figure stood out in the crowd, but soon disappeared.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

A worried voice sounded in front of her.

When Lu Jinxi looked up, she saw He Xing and the others who had already come over. She only shook her head slowly, then lowered her eyes to see the skirt at her feet that had been scratched by the wooden cart, and was silent for a long time.

At this time, he raised his head again and looked diagonally forward to the right.

Where is the scribe in the blue shirt that she saw at first?

Chapter 121 City Wall

"It's really 'evil'..."

What came to mind was the sentence Yin Ping muttered yesterday when he mentioned that he and others had been lost. At this time, Lu Jinxi finally realized—

It is to meet the "adult".

Where in the world is there such a coincidence?

"The matter has been negotiated, let's go back first."

This street is not a place to talk, she frowned slightly, and finally did not say much, and directly greeted the frightened Qingque and the still nervous He Xing, and went back to the inn together.

Probably also felt that the scene that happened in Daozhong just now was very unusual, so as soon as he went upstairs, He Xing asked directly and solemnly: "Madam, just now..."

"In this Baoding City, besides us, there must be a group of people." Lu Jinxi sat down, pondered for a moment, and said, "When I came out of Haoyue Tower just now, I seem to have seen the scribe Yin Ping was talking about. "

"what?"

He Xing was immediately surprised, and his eyebrows were raised.