Jin Luan is happy to marry

Chapter 5, Free People (Happy Birthday to Miaozai)

Yu Wuluo's position in the cave was relatively far back. Lei Fengqi and the half-height boy she hadn't seen clearly were standing in front of her. You can see Lei Fengqi's tall figure like a rock.

Regardless of the occasion, the daughter of the Yu family, except for letting her grandfather take the first step, the older female relatives will hold her hand and wrap her in everyone's arms, like a red sun jumping out of a mountain valley, presenting this precious treasure. baby.

Lei Fengqi politely raised his hand to guide her: "Please."

Yu Wuluo also raised his hand politely and said, "Please."

After finishing speaking, she swaggered out of the cave, looked back at Lei Fengqi's stunned expression, and raised her eyebrows charmingly again, her voice was still as agile as a lark: "By the way, those fruit snacks on the stone were brought by the pilgrims piously, It's clean, I'll see you off when we meet for the first time."

Smiling and continuing to walk towards the big camphor tree planted by her hand, Yu Wuluo was extremely happy.

Eat with piety, don't worry about its cleanliness, it's a pity to throw it away, and it's getting in the way if you hold it, so it's good, and finally you don't need to hold it anymore.

In Feiyang's mood, she silently counted the distance to the camphor tree, one step, two steps, three steps. She wanted to come up with an idea to keep the words for Miao in this short distance, and do it secretly. it.

Lei Fengqi's eyes never left her, and he saw the flower picker hugging the camphor tree like a naughty child, looking up as if counting the height of the tree crown, the golden warm sun lit her with a bright smile, as if she was simple and flawless.

A whisper behind her: "It's so pretty, isn't she really a woman from the Central Plains?"

Lei Fengqi's expression became more gloomy, and he hummed heavily in his nasal voice: "No." Then he said: "She is sending a message,"

"What?" The man behind was surprised.

"You think she's innocent enough to answer my doubts, but she's actually sending a message. I'll deal with her first, and you follow up slowly, and look around the tree. If you miss something, be careful and I'll beat you."

The man behind was suddenly unhappy: "The emperor wouldn't beat someone up. In the show you took me to watch, the old man with the white beard always said, babble, babble, push this rebel out of the Meridian Gate."

Lei Fengqi rolled his eyes to the sky again: "I am not the emperor."

"Oh, you haven't been enthroned yet, I've always wanted to ask you, if that big lion sincerely invites you to be enthroned, will you be the emperor?"

Lei Fengqi's face turned dark again, suppressing his anger, he gritted his teeth and said, "Great scholar!"

He strode towards Yu Wuluo.

The man behind the back was reviewing repeatedly in the cave alone: ​​"University teacher, big boots are wet, when it snows heavily." He scratched his head and couldn't understand: "People in the Central Plains are very particular. When it snows heavily, they will be appointed officials, isn't that the case?"

Suddenly shocked: "Blood to death!"

He gritted his teeth: "This group of damn southern barbarians, they really killed my ancestors and my brothers in blood."

At this moment, he almost drew his sword, his fingers touched Kong Kong's waist, and all the murderousness subsided instantly. He walked towards the fruit snack and muttered to himself: "My brother almost killed me, Zhongyuan, at least don't want me!" It doesn't matter if he dies from heavy blood or heavy snow, as long as I can survive."

People are naturally close to nature, and they all know that the wind in the mountains has a healing effect. The warm sun in spring is approaching step by step, gently lifting the beautiful feeling from the stone steps among the leaves, and letting Yu Wu fall down the mountain. more pleasant.

If she could do it, she might even whistle with ease.

This intensified Lei Fengqi's suspicion layer by layer.

The general never fights uncertain battles, and he has already planned to gather his subordinates who are scattered nearby, so as not to be run away by the flower pickers when they are trying to catch the thieves.

Look at her appearance that doesn't care about anything, and her wild goose feather knife that is more murderous when it is exposed to the sun, and... the male body and female appearance that are really touching to death, Lei Feng I just wanted to slash her with a knife.

Severely wounded will not relieve hatred.

Yu Wuluo walked leisurely, she was dressed in black clothes, the color was as thick as dark clouds, her back was full of burdens, and it didn't give people a sense of relaxation, but she just relaxed.

There was one thing about this person beside her that made her feel comfortable. He was not a talkative person. Although the two agreed to go on the road together, they hadn't entered into a lively conversation yet, which made Yu Wuluo feel free.

This feeling also made her ignore the sense of danger brought by the people around her. Yu Wuluo didn't know that Lei Fengqi exuded a murderous aura. People who had been in and out of the battlefield all had this bloodthirsty edge. It hurts people's heart from afar.

Just like the Yanling knife that the nanny gave her, Lei Fengqi could tell at a glance that he had killed a lot.

It feels so good to be able to walk alone in the mountains and forests by myself. There is no grandfather, no old relatives who must accompany me, no maids, no nanny, and no other people's rings tinkling. It seems that there is tenderness everywhere in the whole body, so when will it make people unhappy.

Taking out the Peach Blossom Horse from the Shankou Temple, Yu Wuluo can also unload the burden on his back.

The Peach Blossom Horse, like its owner, has never left the house for many years. It has spots like red flowers all over its snow-white background. It snorted excitedly, and Yu Wuluo was overjoyed: "Doumeng, you are as happy as I am to you!" wrong?"

She kept a piece of veil for Miao, threw it into the dense grass under the tree, and poked into the depths of the grass with her toes. She could imagine that Miao Bao would appear soon, and the time that belonged to Yu Wuluo was only for a short while. , for a little while.

She has to enjoy it.

He tilted his face with a smile and looked at Lei Fengqi, if this is a villain sent by the great scholar Zhang Lin, when Miao Bao arrives and the master and servant join forces, then you will be the one to suffer.

At this time, Yu Wuluo can see Lei Fengqi's face clearly. His eyes are too bright and sharp, and it often hurts people's hearts. Whether he is handsome or not is impossible to measure, but people with eyes as bright as stars are often not ugly. .

Sure enough, if you don't meet his piercing eyes, you can see that his facial features are correct, his star eyebrows are bright and his eyes are bright, and he is not bad.

He also has the aura of Duan Ning mountain, generally speaking, this kind of person should not be a bad person.

But when it comes to the battle for the throne, the winner is the king and the loser can also be called a hero. It is difficult to distinguish the characters in major events from their aura.

Yu Wuluo could only say inwardly, "Don't do it, he's good at life and has a strong aura. If he has poetry and kung fu in his belly, the new emperor can build a good family business and live a good life after he ascends the throne.

On the way, Xu himself could persuade him to change his mind, rein in his horse, and repent. Thinking of this, Yu Wuluo greeted, "Do you have any horses?"

Hey, it seems that another half-height boy didn't follow.

There was a crisp whistle, and the black horse galloped out of the forest at the speed of chasing the wind. The horse was fully saddled, which showed that this was not a wild horse running out at random.

But she was not bad, and she was also accurate and nimble when she got on the horse. The height made her see farther away, and a monkey galloped towards him.

Getting closer, Yu Wuluo's black eyes widened. This is a dark-skinned boy. No, he has prominent facial features and deep-set eye sockets. This is a man from outside the Northern Pass.

I heard that they killed people and set fires. Yu Wuluo had only seen people of this height and skin twice when he was so old. The war caused them to be exiled to the Central Plains, becoming slaves and servants.

A cloud of vigilance gathered between his brows, Yu Wuluo held the horse's reins tightly with one hand, and lightly pressed the other hand on the scabbard.

　Happy birthday to Miaozai!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)