The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

"Get to the bottom of it! What's the deal?" Lan Xishu grabbed Hua Nu's arm coldly, and looked at Hua Nu with his neck crooked. Hua Nu was very proud that Lan Xishu wanted to ask her. The book leaned against him, teasing Lan Xishu with a half-smile on his face: "There is no answer! Is Lan San less afraid of murder?"

"Are you scared?" Tuotuo, who was passing by, heard Hua Nu's words, carried Lan Xishu on his shoulder and learned a sentence, and before Lan Xishu could speak, he followed the black fungus out with eighty thousand mouths. Several Tartars whistled along.

"Dick!" The mouse swears viciously, Lan Xishu doesn't mind signaling to the mouse not to get angry, Lan Xishu didn't push Hua Nu, but instead pulled Hua Nu's arm with force, Lan Xishu's eyes were serious Leng Wei: "San Shao Lan never knew how to write fear words, just don't take us outsiders as fools!"

"You are the one who brought you, Young Master Lan! My brother is not what everyone wants!" Hua Nu looked at Lan Xishu's face very badly, and was afraid that Lan Xishu's random thoughts would make a temporary decision to break up and not follow him. She joked and said seriously: "It's not that I won't tell you, but that I don't know, let alone me, no one knows except my brother, but I will follow, so you can rest assured!"

After finishing speaking, Hua Nu smiled coquettishly, elbowed Lan Xishu's chest, and hooked his finger on Lan Xishu's chin.

Lan Xishu withdrew, snorted coldly, and said to himself: Don't worry?I'm afraid your brother and sister will sell us out!

Horses were neighing outside, suddenly there was a burst of whistles one after another, and some tartars screamed strangely.

Hua Nu didn't know what happened, first Lan Xishu hurried towards the door, the figure flickered, Hua Nu snorted, was bumped by a rushing petite figure, and dodged aside.

"Little demon! You are rushing to reincarnate, you!" Hua Nu shouted, but there was no sign of making a move.

The little demon didn't turn his head back, he rushed straight to Lan Xishu and stood still, his raised braids almost touched Lan Xishu's face, it was too close, that face with bright eyes and bright teeth made Lan Xishu back After taking a step, Lan Xishu frowned.

"I'm preventing a person from rushing to reincarnate!" The little demon stared at Lan Xishu with wide-eyed eyes, "Third Young Master Lan! Come back to Guting Inn with me!"

Lan Xishu frowned, what does it mean to go back to the Guting Inn with you, why is his tone so awkward, do we have any relationship?who do you think You Are!You thought you were a house!

Lan Xishu stiffened his back coldly, and said sharply, "Little demon! What are you doing here! This is my business, and you are too lenient, have I lost money from your Guting Inn? Do you need to come here to collect debts?"

"You!" The little demon was so angry that he suddenly pointed at Lan Xishu's nose and yelled angrily, "Do you know what they are doing! You follow your life! You ran to Liangzhen for your life, You didn’t rush to die! Also, you actually followed her! She! Do you know that two men who came over from Daming’s side were killed by her.” Xiao Yao lowered her voice in the last sentence, but it became more serious. tone.

The little demon's yelling caused a few tartars to watch the excitement at the door, and it made Hua Nu angry. The proud women are incompatible with each other. Bear with it, the little demon is so pampered that she doesn't care about Hua Nu at all, and Hua Nu has been warned many times by the black fungus not to provoke the little demon, because there are many stakes in it, and the black fungus has repeatedly reminded Wu Shang to save face for Mrs. Guting , Don't make it out of control because of your daughter's idleness.

Now, with Lan Xishu involved, Huanu can ignore the little demon as air outside, but in her own territory in Jinyinwo, the little demon blatantly wants to seduce Lan Xishu, which makes her unable to bear it anymore, Hua Nu Turning around like a mother leopard, she ran back to Hua Nu and faced Lan Xishu's little demon. Fortunately, the mouse was caught in the middle, and seeing that the situation was not good, she grabbed Hua Nu by the sleeve, Hua Nu glared at the mouse angrily, the mouse shook his head and snarled at Lan Xishu.

Lan Xishu narrowed his eyes, and looked at Xiao Yao coldly without blinking. His palm pushed away Xiao Yao's hand pointing directly at the tip of his nose, and said slowly: "Don't point your finger at my nose!" Don't tell me what I do, I hate such a woman! Go home and learn how to be a girl from your mother!"

When Lan Xishu pushed his hand, the little demon staggered a step.

Hua Nu relieved her anger and rushed forward. She loved hearing what Lan Xishu said, and it was more satisfying than slapping the little demon herself.

"Third Young Master Lan! You idiot!" The little monster was so angry that he couldn't say anything else, and his silver teeth were gnashing.

Lan Xishu raised his eyelids, and he knew in his heart that the little demon at this moment is cuter than Hua Nu, and the little demon has been spoiled by arrogance, but she is more pure than Hua Nu.

"Go back! Come back and talk if you have anything to say!" Lan Xishu's tone was still cold, his eyes were looking outside the door of the gold and silver nest full of torches, and he knew that the black fungus was also outside.

"I hope you come back alive!" The little demon swung his arms angrily, twisted his body, and walked away. As soon as he took a step, he felt that his words were unlucky. An exquisite Mongolian scimitar, hesitated for a moment, turned around and stuffed it into Lan Xishu's hand: "Hold it for self-defense!"

After speaking, he was afraid that Lan Xishu would evade the braid and ran out of the gold and silver nest, and immediately there was a burst of whistles and strange screams on both sides.

"Call your grandma a big head!" The little demon yelled furiously from outside and then beat the horse again and again, followed by whistles and strange screams.

Lan Xishu was speechless, gripping the exquisite gold-covered Mongolian machete tightly, Hua Nu was full of jealousy, and Liu Mei stood upside down: "Can't you go? Why are you in a daze!"

Lan Xishu didn't reply and didn't give her a good face, and rushed out of the gold and silver nest.

Outside the gold and silver den, many Tartars got on their horses and headed west. Hei Mu'er looked at Lan Xishu under the torch. Black fungus, black fungus also got on the horse with a faint smile, and with a shout, a group of people rushed to the street.

When Lan Xishu got out of Liangzhen, he found that the team was far from as simple as he thought. A group of camels and horses with heavy loads was already heading west, with no end in sight, and all the torches were extinguished. The Tartars rode back and forth, which sounded far more than the number of Tartars that Lan Xishu saw in Jinyinwo. Lan Xishu estimated that there were as many as four to five hundred people.

In the dark, like a troop of ghosts, the sight was a little frightening.

Lan Xishu didn't know what was being escorted, but he could only hear the murmured curses and whipping of the Tartars, the heavy hooves of camels and the snorting of horses.

After Hei Funer gave an order, the Tartars behind put out all the torches in their hands. Immediately, the dark sky rolled down. Lan Xishu tried his best to adapt to the night, and followed Hei Funer to gradually surpass the long caravan of loaded camels.