Lan Ruochan

Chapter 71 The young phoenix has a real dragon spirit
Although the little girl had a childish face, she seemed to be naturally charming, and she was already charming and charming in the blink of an eye.

Qingyun felt like a deer bumping his heart for a moment, he shook his head hurriedly, trying to calm himself down:
What are you doing, being disturbed by a girl is simply unreasonable.

But how did he know that the little baby in front of him was not simple.

In the future, she will be the No. 1 one who broke the death system of sons and noble mothers in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Not only did she listen to the government, but she gained a lot of luck, became half a queen, and even personally helped a queen puppet to the throne.

This kind of fate of dragon and phoenix resonates in some way with the number of days he spends around the pillar of the Nine Dragons, so Qingyun is very sensitive to the girl's inner charm, and he can't hold it for a while.

After staying like this for a while, Qingyun sat down on the sandy ground with a plop, barely sitting in front of the girl.

A dark cloud covered the top, covering the two of them.

Although the momentum of Qingyun's fall was slowed down by the leather crown, the fall was still an accelerated movement. The moment he hit the sand, his ankles were shaken like tears, which made him snort coldly, and he was unable to get up for a long time.

At this moment, there was darkness in front of his eyes, completely covered by the leather crown, and he felt a small hand slowly reaching out and grabbing the hem of his clothes.

Immediately, a silver bell sounded,

"Little brother, please take me to fly. Chonghua is not afraid of the dark, take me to fly together."

Qingyun tugged and tugged for a long time, and finally saw the sun again.

After regaining consciousness, he saw that stunning girl shaking his sleeve, such a close distance made Qingyun dazed for a while.

Qingyun's legs were already numb from the shock, he wanted to get up and walk, but with a slight effort, a sharp pain came from his right leg.

He checked carefully and found that the calf was deformed, swollen and bruised, and the bone seemed to be broken.

"Little friend, what's your name, is there an adult at home?"

Qingyun really needed help now, so he had no choice but to turn to this little evildoer in front of him.

"My name is Hu Chonghua, and her name is Boyuan.

Can't little brother fly?How can you get hurt? "

Qingyun's appearance, in her eyes, should belong to those characters in fairy tales who fly with swords and ride clouds and fog.

But seeing his calf bruised and purple, it is obvious that you have also suffered serious injuries, as if you finally understand that fairy tales are all lies.

Although she was a little disappointed in her tone, her train of thought was not interrupted by any accident.

She turned around and pulled Bo Yuan, who was still weeping up to the sky,

"Sister Boyuan, hurry up and call my mother over.

This little brother was probably injured and couldn't get up. "

At this moment, Boyuan dared to sneak a glance at Qingyun, seeing that it was a young brother with a handsome face flying over, not a vicious demon or ghost, her shock was only a little reduced at this time.

But seeing Qingyun's calf swollen and blue, she still didn't dare to look too much, she hastily bowed at ninety degrees, and ran towards the thatched hut where the smoke was curling up, while taking serious small steps.

Hu Chonghua quietly watched Qingyun fix and bandage the wound, and occasionally asked some irrelevant questions.

Although she has a very strong attraction to Qingyun, it also makes Qingyun feel uneasy in his heart, and he feels like keeping a respectful distance from her.

Therefore, the dialogue between the two was very brief.

Fortunately, not long after, two middle-aged beautiful women rushed back with Silk Yuan.

The woman running at the front walked very fast, obviously she had learned some kung fu, she was dressed in a uniform dark suit, dressed as a married woman, and seeing Hu Chonghua sitting and talking with a strange man from a distance, she hurriedly gave a warning,

"Chonghua, come to Erniang's place!"

Hu Chonghua glanced at Erniang, but didn't get up,

"Er Niang, this little brother is not a bad person. He has suffered some injuries, it's very pitiful!"

Appearing inexplicably on Lan Ruo's back mountain with wounds on her body, how can the suspicious points one after another reassure the lady.

She rushed forward, stretched out her hand to pick up Hu Chonghua, and took two steps back. Seeing that Qingyun really didn't intend to control Xiao Chonghua, she asked with a cold face,

"Who are you? How did you get here?"

Qingyun tightly tied the last rope, looked at the two women in front of him, arranged and combined the information he knew about the back mountain in his mind, then sat calmly in the sandpit and answered,

"This must be Mrs. Hu's family.

In the Southern Dynasties Qingyun, Jiumu was the name of Marquis Wushi.

I am entrusted by a prince named Xiao from the Southern Dynasty to bring some news to King Jingling of our Dynasty.

I don't want to offend my wife, but I hope to forgive my sin. "

Just then Cai Qingyun heard that the little girl revealed that her surname was Hu, and suddenly felt that her eyes resembled Hu Shiyu, the governor of Baoyi whom he had visited a few days ago, so he made a bold guess.

Houshan was originally a forbidden place, and now he has a leg injury, if no one introduces him, he will never see any big shots here.

The reason why Qingyun chose the line of King Jingling to declare his family name was, of course, that the Northern Dynasty completely sealed off Lan Ruo's back mountain, all in order to protect that great man.

But King Jingling of the Southern Qi Dynasty was an insignificant existence to them.

Sure enough, when the woman heard that Qingyun had announced King Jingling's name, her expression softened a little, but she still retained enough vigilance and hostility towards uninvited guests who broke in for no reason.

"It seems that the little brother is very familiar with the layout of Lan Ruo's back mountain, and he can tell my identity at a glance. How did you break into the back mountain?"

"Little brother flew in."

Hu Chonghua leaned on his mother's lap, raised his head and interjected.

The woman looked at her lovingly and stroked her little head, but when she looked up, the temperature in her eyes instantly dropped to freezing point, as cold as a knife.

Qingyun felt uncomfortable being looked at by the woman, so he replied in embarrassment,
"I did fly in. It was the creation of the ancestors of the craftsman family in the Southern Dynasties, who made a vehicle that can fly across the sky..."

When the woman heard this, her complexion suddenly changed.

Her speech speed suddenly accelerated, but it was not as cold as before, as if it was a small gaffe caused by some kind of urgency, some kind of desire,
"What did you say? Ancestral home? Which ancestral home?"

How many well-known ancestral branches were there in the Southern Dynasties?
The so-called craftsman family, of course, is the only one.

This is asking knowingly, and Qingyun has of course heard it. Although he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse, his intuition tells him that the word has reached this point, and it is not the best policy to be obscurant.

So he simply confessed,

"It's my friend, Zu Tunzhi. The son of Zu Chong's family, the captain of Qi Changshui."

We have an old saying that no coincidence makes a book.

But there are such coincidences in the world.

Where does the coincidence come from?

Let's start with the women of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Xianbei started as a nomad outside the Guan, so there is no such thing. In the Northern Wei Dynasty, all sons and horses straddling horses were elite soldiers.

From the Taiwu Dynasty to the present, there have been four strange women who led the army to break through the enemy's formation, and people at the time said——

"Lan Ruo Zen Sound".

(End of this chapter)