Chapter 3291: Young Master Lost

In the scorching sun, a thin figure slowly walked over an uninhabited path.

After not knowing how long he walked, the young man took off the wine pouch hanging from his waist, took a sip, wiped his mouth and moved on.

This slightly depressed young man naturally struggled to find Nangong Yanxue fruitless in the middle of the week.

The long backlog of self-blame was on his chest, and the silence became more and more silent in the middle of the week. He, who didn't drink often, was also used to using wine to pour his worries.

For more than ten days, I searched more than a dozen cities in the middle of the week, relying on the hand-painted portrait of Ye Xiaoxiao in his hand, but did not get any useful information.

This person is as if the world has evaporated.

Has Nangong Yanxue encountered any danger? Zhou Zhong didn't know, but he thought all this was his responsibility, no matter where Nangong Yanxue was, he must find her!

Because this is a promise made by Zhou Zhongli!

I don't know how long after walking, the outline of a city in the distance gradually appeared in the line of sight in the middle of the week.

A little depressed, he threw a sum of money to the garrison sergeant and walked into the city without saying a word. What he heard were the cries that had been heard for so many times.

"This uncle, have you seen the woman in the portrait?" Zhou Zhong asked a hawker.

"Go go, don't delay my business." The vendor replied impatiently.

Without saying anything in the middle of the week, after throwing out a few coins, he placed the portrait in front of the hawker again.

The hawker's eyes lit up, and he looked again at Zhou Zhong's face that had been replaced with a smile, but he was thinking that there really is a good thing in this world?

But after a few closer glances, the vendor shook his head: "We can't find one in the city because of the beauty of this little Nizi. We have never seen one."

Zhou Zhong turned and left without expression. He didn't have much hope, but he was still ready to look for the next person to ask.

But a soft huh suddenly came from not far away.

"Huh, Zongnan? You are Zongnan?!" A young man walked over slowly with a smiling face.

I glanced at this man for a while in the middle of the week, and then remembered that this man seemed to be a friend of Zongnan’s before, named Tang Jun. He looked good, dressed in gold and silver, and seemed to be doing a job in a large local family. Name stewardship.

In the middle of the week, he has a shaggy beard. It took Tang Jun a long time to determine his identity. Then he said in a tone of emotion or ridicule: "Hehe, I heard about your clan. I didn’t expect it, dignified. Young Master Zong's family, actually has today?"

Zhou Zhong was too lazy to greet him, so he turned and left, but Tang Jun said quickly, "Oh, don’t go! Our brothers are friends too, buddy, I’m not a ruthless person, since Coming to my buddy's place, I, Tang Jun, cover you!"

Zhou Zhong hadn't planned to pay attention to him, but thought that Tang Jun seemed to have some local connections, maybe he could help him find Nangong Yanxue, so he changed his mind and followed him.

Along the way, Tang Jun looked at the middle of the week from time to time, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "When everyone is down, don't take it too seriously! This way, buddy, I'm going to a reception. You should have attended many times before. That kind, I'll take you there to be cool and cool! It's all right, how?"

Seeing that there was no word in the middle of the week, Tang Jun was suffocating a smile. The previous Zong Nan had not only participated in a lot of receptions, and he was like the protagonist at the banquet wherever he went.

Who can't please him after seeing him? Now this desolate look is strange.

Not long after, Tang Jun took the middle of the week and came to a luxuriously decorated restaurant. At first glance, only the rich brother could come here to have fun.

In the restaurant, it was indeed booked today, and many brothers were having fun in it, so uncomfortable.

Tang Jun smiled slightly at Zhou Zhong, then lowered his voice and introduced: "See the man in the middle, Young Master Liu, the most famous local Liu Family! Of course, such a small person, you must be nothing. Impressive!"

In the middle of the week, I glanced at the full house of Young Masters, but what I was thinking about was all about Nangong Yanxue. If all these people could mobilize their hands to help them find Nangong Yanxue, it would be much faster than him looking for it alone. .

However, when he was about to talk to Tang Jun about this in the middle of the week, the brothers in the restaurant also immediately found Tang Jun who was here.

It can be seen that Tang Jun's status among this group of people should not be low, and that Young Master Liu came to greet him personally.

"Hehe, why did Tang Shao come here? We are all here, we are waiting for you!"

The young masters around Liu Dashao also greeted Tang Jun.

The attention of several people was on Tang Jun's body. As for Zhou Zhong's desolate appearance, several people just glanced at it and ignored them, and regarded them as Tang Jun's entourage.

Tang Jun smiled and said: "I encountered something on the road, everyone, forgive me!"

After saying that, they followed Liu Dashao into the restaurant, but when Liu Dashao saw that they were going to follow in midweek, they frowned slightly.

The entourages are all waiting outside, and they are not qualified to enter this restaurant.

Liu Dashao asked with some puzzlement: "Tang Shao, is this your friend? I don't know which young master it is?"

Tang Jun also showed a puzzled look, as if he had just discovered Zhou Zhong and said, "I don't know this person, do you know?"

Zhou Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he was about to speak, he saw a sneer from the corner of Tang Jun's mouth. It became clear in his heart that he had been tricked.

Liu Dashao was furious, and immediately beckoned to several clan masters, waved to Zhou Zhong as if driving away flies.

"Fucking, where's the silly beggar, I'm asking for money to go to Lao Tzu? Quickly drive me away! What a **** bad luck!"

Others were also a bit farther away from the middle of the week in a chill, as if they were afraid of being caught in the middle of the week.

Tang Jun looked at Zhou Zhong with a faint smile.

If Zongnan is still the old young master of the clan family, let alone be his friend, just treat him as his own father.

But now, the so-called poor Phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken.

In his opinion, Zong Nan now uses himself as a pleasure, but Zong Nan didn't react as he imagined, which made him feel a little disappointed.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to take a good look at the former Zong Family Young Master. After all, such an opportunity could not be imagined before.