It was because of the cold autumn, the merchants in the city to discuss, together for the men to buy winter clothes. When Huo Linfeng heard this, he was moved and said clearly, "So many soldiers are not a small sum of money." "The merchants are willing to contribute more," said the other. "Cloth shops, family members, and hunters. Each family has money to contribute, and each family has the strength to contribute." He bowed with a bow and then offered a grey fur cloak. "This is for General Huo. I hope General Huo will not dislike it." Huo Linfeng said shamefacedly, "We haven't wiped out the enemy soldiers yet, but we have taken things from the common people." When all the winter clothes were unloaded and the merchants boarded the bus back to the city, Huo Linfeng personally sent a few steps. The motorcade gradually drove away, and he wanted to turn around and return to the camp, only to see a man coming through the wind in the distance. 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Huo Linfeng pulled the reins, and the horse turned around and blocked them. Xiao Rong. He couldn't wait to call out, grabbed Rong Luoyun's arm, turned it over, and looked at the red palm. "I knew it," he repeated, holding the back of his hand gently. "I knew it." The voice had not been heard for a long time, and Rong Luoyun was in a trance and could not help trembling. From dismounting to landing, he turned sideways to Huo Linfeng, lowered his head, and did not look at each other. All the way to the north of the Great Wall, 30ml Dropper Bottle ,Frosted Glass Cosmetic Jars Wholesale, day and night to see people, but at this moment, the feeling of being close to home is even more timid. Huo Linfeng was naturally able to perceive, thinking that the blue sky and the white sun, in front of the barracks, Rong Luoyun could not open his face. He was trying his best to endure and suppress it, and when he just raised his hand to catch it, it was already extremely controlled. Come in with me. Huo Linfeng took the reins and stepped back a little. "Go to the tent and talk about it." Rong Luoyun nodded without a word and followed him. When he arrived at Yingkou, he heard Du Zheng calling him. With a smile on his face, as if he had met an old friend, Du Zheng asked happily, "Master Ergong, why are you here?" Rong Luoyun followed with a smile: "Of course there is something important." Du Zheng, no matter how much, took the bundle off his horse's back with great vision, and then reached out to carry the bamboo basket. What's in here? He muttered, lifted the lid and looked, "Mother, how can this little beast be here?" The boy was so quiet that the sour water in Huo Linfeng's chest deteriorated quietly. It used to be sour and bitter, but now it is sweet and sour. Important things, Rong Luoyun said there was something important, Huo Linfeng could not guess, unexpectedly, still immersed in the huge surprise of the other side. His right hand pinched his left hand, twisted his thigh, bit his tongue, and he silently proved that the moment was not a dream. Entering the tent, Huo Linfeng put down the bound door cloth, and the rustling wind, the strong sunlight, and the eyes that followed them were all blocked.
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