Wu Furong's anger disappeared. Lan Zhenyu showed superb skills when she was avoiding the horse just now, and she could dodge her own sword, but he did not hide and gave her face.

She looked at Lan Zhenyu carefully and saw a shocking scar on his face, which looked wild. She had long been tired of seeing the young and handsome guards, and Lan Zhenyu gave her another unique feeling.

She became interested in Lan Zhenyu and asked with a smile: "What's your name and whose subordinate is it?"

"Report to the county lord, Lan Zhenyu, who was originally a subordinate of Wu Qiye."

Wu Qiye is Wu Shun, who ranks seventh among Wu Chengsi’s eight fakes. Wu Furong knew that she knew that Wu Shun was dead, so the warrior in front of her was the ownerless person?

Wu Furong thought about it and had a new idea. She took out a bronze medal and handed it to him, and said in an undeniable tone: "From now on, you are my subordinate!"

Lan Zhenyu felt excited. He was worried that Wu Chengsi would go to investigate the relics, and he was anxious. Unexpectedly, Wu Furong fell in love with him, and Lan Zhenyu seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw.

He knew that Wu Furong had a very high status in front of his father, and that if he could become Wu Furong's subordinate, his life would be saved.

He immediately took the bronze medal and happened to look at Wu Furong's eyes. Lan Zhenyu quickly lowered her head and felt secretly happy. The county lord looked like a peach blossom, beautiful and delicate, and had a pair of pretty eyes and charm. He might be blessed.

He quickly knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Lan Zhenyu is willing to serve the county magistrate!"

Seeing that his arms were strong and powerful, with wide shoulders and thin waist, wild and unruly, Wu Furong also had a deep heart, and narrowed her eyes and smiled: "I'll ask you again tonight, go!"

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Chapter completed!