Chapter 11
Two days later, autumn is strong, and we say goodbye.
At the entrance of Muyu Village, there were rows of strong-armed military men, all of whom were furious when they had long since disappeared.
Tears glistened in the eyes of each one, staged a show of moving and reluctant to part.
"Miss Feng, if someone bullies you, tell me, Old Tietou, and I will be the first to deal with him."
"Yes, Miss Feng, don't be afraid, you can report to someone, and our brother will kill you with a big knife."
"Miss Feng, are you still coming back?"
"Miss Feng, you must come back!"
……
"Okay, everyone who is annoying, go back to work." Feng Ranhua waved his sleeves, turned over and entered the carriage.
This group of soldiers has some conscience.
Heh, it's just that Han Da scumbag, who pretended to give him a token last night, and cornered her to keep her, but today she is leaving without even showing her face.
The future is long, thinking that sending a token can offset the hardships of the original body and the ridicule of the world.
"Drive..." Qing Ling swung the whip, and the horse's hooves kicked up everywhere, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Flick the clothes and go away, hiding merit and fame, their wind girl is gone.
On a high slope not far from the entrance of the village, three men stood one behind the other.
"Actually, apart from being ugly, Miss Feng is pretty nice." Mo Yin, who was giggling every day, sighed rarely emotionally.
Gu Cheng next to her blushed, and said coyly, "Who...who said it was ugly, if she is willing, I...marry her."
What! !
Mo Yin stared wide-eyed and turned to look at Brother Gu, as shy as a new wife, blushing like a flower, seriously!
He... Twitching the corner of his mouth: "Brother, your taste is really special."
There is still a word that I haven't said, do you usually see the strangeness of the prince?
The conversation between the two floated into the ears of the man in black black in front of him. He pursed his lips and stared at the carriage, with an unknown emotion flashing across his face.
Seemingly feeling something, Feng Ranhua looked through the window and glanced at the tall and slender man not far away.
Han scumbag, he still has a clear and handsome appearance, with a breathtaking brilliance all over his body, forcibly suppressing the autumn scenery of the mountains behind him!
Han Jinyan moved in a dim light, and a pair of cunning eyes in the carriage crashed into his boundless abyss, causing some ripples.
see hell.
Her face froze, and after a moment of shaking, she gritted her teeth and lowered the curtain.
Qingling heard the sound of the lady pulling the curtain of the carriage, she squinted and glared at Han Wang who passed by, and raised her voice and asked:
"Miss, let's go back to Wuzhou to find Aunt He and Uncle Mute?"
"Yes, look for He Gu and Dumb Uncle, and go to Yandu to pick up the dust." Feng Ranhua knocked on the wooden window casually, not in a high mood, and said sullenly.
Qing Ling learned to drive a carriage newly with the soldiers, and learned a few tricks of wielding guns, which was a bit novel, and the carriage drove faster.
More than an hour without rest.
The route chosen by Feng Ranhua is relatively safe. Maybe the two of them didn't show their long swords to scare off the refugees in small groups.
A few days later, passing by a forest, Qing Ling shouted:
"Miss, there is someone in front!"
Feng Ranhua lifted the window curtain of the car, glanced at it casually, and saw a piece of blood and a piece of black.
The wounded in black.
This kind of thing, just two words, troublesome.
She casually said:
"Go! Don't worry about it."
When the carriage passed by the fainted man, Feng Ranhua took a second look, a mole of tears came into his eyes, and exclaimed: "Bai Qi!"
Qing Ling subconsciously tightened the reins, but before the carriage stopped, Feng Ranhua jumped off the carriage and rushed over to help the injured.
It's a man.
There are wounds all over his body, old wounds intertwined with new wounds, blood is flowing, and he wants to fight fiercely many times.
Feng Ranhua lifted the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing his entire face, he was really the young version of Xiao Qi.
Fair-skinned and handsome, still immature, the scarlet moles at the corners of his eyes are extremely conspicuous.
The whole person exudes a weak and gloomy breath.
She looked the same as when she first met Xiao Qi in the chemistry building at the end of the world.
"Miss?" Qing Ling felt suspicious, when did Miss know other men.
"Help people into the carriage." Feng Ranhua frowned, and before she had time to explain, she heard four or five people rushing over from the left.
After helping the man into the carriage, Feng Ranhua pushed Qing Ling in, waved the reins and galloped.
stomping on...
Flying against the wind, the people behind chased after him.
Feng Ranhua's heart fluttered, he untied one of the black horses, and told Qing Ling to go to a crowded place, she would lure people away, and she would find them.
She turned on the horse, drew out a long sword neatly, and galloped.
Qing Ling worriedly looked at the young lady who was going away, why did the god only teach the young lady martial arts, if she taught her martial arts by the way, her martial arts would definitely be more refined at the moment, and she would be able to help her.
She turned her head and glanced at the injured young man. The young lady was trying to save him, a trace of struggle flashed across Qingli's face, she turned her head and waved the rein to find a village.
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Two days later, autumn is strong, and we say goodbye.
At the entrance of Muyu Village, there were rows of strong-armed military men, all of whom were furious when they had long since disappeared.
Tears glistened in the eyes of each one, staged a show of moving and reluctant to part.
"Miss Feng, if someone bullies you, tell me, Old Tietou, and I will be the first to deal with him."
"Yes, Miss Feng, don't be afraid, you can report to someone, and our brother will kill you with a big knife."
"Miss Feng, are you still coming back?"
"Miss Feng, you must come back!"
……
"Okay, everyone who is annoying, go back to work." Feng Ranhua waved his sleeves, turned over and entered the carriage.
This group of soldiers has some conscience.
Heh, it's just that Han Da scumbag, who pretended to give him a token last night, and cornered her to keep her, but today she is leaving without even showing her face.
The future is long, thinking that sending a token can offset the hardships of the original body and the ridicule of the world.
"Drive..." Qing Ling swung the whip, and the horse's hooves kicked up everywhere, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Flick the clothes and go away, hiding merit and fame, their wind girl is gone.
On a high slope not far from the entrance of the village, three men stood one behind the other.
"Actually, apart from being ugly, Miss Feng is pretty nice." Mo Yin, who was giggling every day, sighed rarely emotionally.
Gu Cheng next to her blushed, and said coyly, "Who...who said it was ugly, if she is willing, I...marry her."
What! !
Mo Yin stared wide-eyed and turned to look at Brother Gu, as shy as a new wife, blushing like a flower, seriously!
He... Twitching the corner of his mouth: "Brother, your taste is really special."
There is still a word that I haven't said, do you usually see the strangeness of the prince?
The conversation between the two floated into the ears of the man in black black in front of him. He pursed his lips and stared at the carriage, with an unknown emotion flashing across his face.
Seemingly feeling something, Feng Ranhua looked through the window and glanced at the tall and slender man not far away.
Han scumbag, he still has a clear and handsome appearance, with a breathtaking brilliance all over his body, forcibly suppressing the autumn scenery of the mountains behind him!
Han Jinyan moved in a dim light, and a pair of cunning eyes in the carriage crashed into his boundless abyss, causing some ripples.
see hell.
Her face froze, and after a moment of shaking, she gritted her teeth and lowered the curtain.
Qingling heard the sound of the lady pulling the curtain of the carriage, she squinted and glared at Han Wang who passed by, and raised her voice and asked:
"Miss, let's go back to Wuzhou to find Aunt He and Uncle Mute?"
"Yes, look for He Gu and Dumb Uncle, and go to Yandu to pick up the dust." Feng Ranhua knocked on the wooden window casually, not in a high mood, and said sullenly.
Qing Ling learned to drive a carriage newly with the soldiers, and learned a few tricks of wielding guns, which was a bit novel, and the carriage drove faster.
More than an hour without rest.
The route chosen by Feng Ranhua is relatively safe. Maybe the two of them didn't show their long swords to scare off the refugees in small groups.
A few days later, passing by a forest, Qing Ling shouted:
"Miss, there is someone in front!"
Feng Ranhua lifted the window curtain of the car, glanced at it casually, and saw a piece of blood and a piece of black.
The wounded in black.
This kind of thing, just two words, troublesome.
She casually said:
"Go! Don't worry about it."
When the carriage passed by the fainted man, Feng Ranhua took a second look, a mole of tears came into his eyes, and exclaimed: "Bai Qi!"
Qing Ling subconsciously tightened the reins, but before the carriage stopped, Feng Ranhua jumped off the carriage and rushed over to help the injured.
It's a man.
There are wounds all over his body, old wounds intertwined with new wounds, blood is flowing, and he wants to fight fiercely many times.
Feng Ranhua lifted the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing his entire face, he was really the young version of Xiao Qi.
Fair-skinned and handsome, still immature, the scarlet moles at the corners of his eyes are extremely conspicuous.
The whole person exudes a weak and gloomy breath.
She looked the same as when she first met Xiao Qi in the chemistry building at the end of the world.
"Miss?" Qing Ling felt suspicious, when did Miss know other men.
"Help people into the carriage." Feng Ranhua frowned, and before she had time to explain, she heard four or five people rushing over from the left.
After helping the man into the carriage, Feng Ranhua pushed Qing Ling in, waved the reins and galloped.
stomping on...
Flying against the wind, the people behind chased after him.
Feng Ranhua's heart fluttered, he untied one of the black horses, and told Qing Ling to go to a crowded place, she would lure people away, and she would find them.
She turned on the horse, drew out a long sword neatly, and galloped.
Qing Ling worriedly looked at the young lady who was going away, why did the god only teach the young lady martial arts, if she taught her martial arts by the way, her martial arts would definitely be more refined at the moment, and she would be able to help her.
She turned her head and glanced at the injured young man. The young lady was trying to save him, a trace of struggle flashed across Qingli's face, she turned her head and waved the rein to find a village.
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(End of this chapter)
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