The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

With Ding Ya's skill, he will be injured in many places, which shows the urgency of the situation and the brilliance of the opponent.

Lan Xishu was worried, but he let it go in a flash. If Ding Ya couldn't settle at Huyakou, he would definitely find someone on the line to help. This shows that Ding Ya must have found an important clue.

Lan Xishu withdrew his mind from the corner of the black hole where the cobwebs hung down, saw Zhao Simakzi's hunky body, looking at his face nervously all the time, then smiled slightly, and Zhao Simakzi's face relaxed into a smile that was uglier than crying , the burn on the cheekbone was affected, half of Zhao Simazi's face twitched, and he quickly stopped smiling, and he stubbornly endured the scorching pain in front of Lan Xishu.

Lan Xishu patted Zhao Simakzi's arm: "Go back and get some medicine!"

Zhao Simako nodded repeatedly and continued, "Ding Ya didn't say anything and immediately went back to Huya's mouth."

Lan Xishu knew that Ding Ya had gained something.

"However, Old Zhao discovered that Ding Ya was injured. Although he didn't admit it, I could tell from the way he mounted the horse. Blood was seeping from the sleeves and under the robe!"

This surprised Lan Xishu, he couldn't sit still any longer, got up all over the ground, and only remembered the house when he got up. Zhao Simazi was quick with his hands and eyes, and pressed down on the end of the bench where Lan Xishu was sitting, and Lan Xiwen came out She didn't even pay attention to the sound, the stool fell one by one, and she opened her arms suddenly and hugged Lan Xishu's waist in a hurry, scratching and scratching in a hurry, Lan Xishu's crotch was abnormal, and hugged the house quickly The shoulders of the house were lifted up, and the hand of the house left Lan Xishu's lifeblood. Lan Xishu didn't dare to reach out to touch it, so he grinned and gasped heavily, and groaned heavily in his heart.

"Nothing like you, bro! It's a boat!" Lan Xiwen let go of his arms around Lan Xishu's waist, leaned back and stared at Lan Xishu with a reproachful tone: "I almost got tricked by you! "

Hearing Lan Xiwen's melodious female voice of silver bells ding-dong, Zhao Simazi smiled, let go of the big rough hand that was still pressing on the stool, as if he knew better than anyone else, straightened his back and smiled.

Lan Xiwen turned to Zhao Simako and immediately smiled gratefully. That clean and clear smile was like a budding bud. Seeing Zhao Simako rubbing his big hands in embarrassment, he said embarrassingly, "It's all because of this stool." , go back and fix it! Don't blame San Shao!"

"Forget!" Lan Xishu put his left hand behind Lan Xiwen's back, and lightly pressed on his body. Lan Xiwen turned his head to look at Lan Xishu with his neck slack, and secretly expressed his displeasure at rejecting Lan Xishu's strength .

"House! Fix me later!" Lan Xishu tilted his head and chirped tenderly in Lan Xiwen's ear, such an obvious ambiguity. Lan Xiwen was ignorant, but Zhao Simao, who came here, of course understood, hehe silently laughed So, quickly moved the stool to repair it.

Lan Xiwen was pretending to be angry just now, but when he saw Lan Xishu coaxing him like this, the child immediately smiled happily, followed Lan Xishu's hand and leaned on his shoulder and chattered in a low voice: "I'll talk to this handsome guy later. Borrow a hammer!"

A handsome guy made Lan Xishu's heart sway: "He's all handsome guys, what about that guy!"

"There's someone as ugly as you! So I don't despise you, baby, and treat you as my own brother!" Lan Xiwen twitched and bit her moist little mouth, and flirtatiously turned her hands behind her back to break free from Lan Xishu's arm. Shaking his body and walking outside.

little girl!What a ghost!

Lan Xishu let out a sweet cry in his heart, with an indescribable warmness in his heart. Although the house didn't understand the big things very well, it seemed to be a little bit enlightened, and the facial expressions and voice had the style of a little girl. Lan Xishu The book pays great attention to the growth of the house, which has never been found before.

This subtle change made Lan Xishu ecstatic, and the numb feeling spread from his heart to all his limbs and all the strange meridians.

Lan Xiwen followed Zhao Simaozi to feed the horse. Lan Xiwen fell in love with the new bay red horse for 10 minutes. He hugged the horse's neck and made out with the horse. face, looked up and flicked around Lan Xiwen very excitedly.

Lan Xishu looked at the sky, it was dark, it was just after You Hour, and because of the cloudiness, the night would fall very early tonight.

Lan Xishu strolled outside the thatched shed, watching the hunters who came back from Eagle Town pass by carrying a few hares and pheasants. Lan Xishu counted the time. At this time, he set off at this time, and when he arrived at Huyakou, which was twenty miles away, it was almost dark up.

"Brother Zhao! Let's go." Lan Xishu untied the horse's reins from the stone pile, and Zhao Simazi walked a few steps forward. Lan Xishu lowered his voice and told him: "Recently, be more active, not only with strangers, but also with strangers." Acquaintances also pay attention!"

"Understood! Third Young Master! What else can I do?" Zhao Simazi looked up at Lan Xishu who was riding on the horse: "I'll go to Huyakou with you! I also know Huyakou very well. Lane is also familiar."

"No need! You just have to do your part." Lan Xishu smiled slightly, leaned over and patted Zhao Simakzi's stiff shoulder: "That's our territory!"

The smoke from the kitchen is curling up, everything is blurred, and the unknown night is coming.

Lan Xishu did not go through Yingzhen and took a shortcut to Huyakou, but exited Yingzhen along the same road and came to the fork of the official road. Hollow, ferocious branches along the road, bushes and high stones.

"Is the house scary?"

"No wonder! When have I ever been timid!"

"Then you are so afraid of the old man!"

"I'm afraid of him, father! I'm just afraid of his nagging."

"Hey! Why are you looking at me like that? Don't drive me away! If you don't want me to drive me away, I'll wander alone! I won't be able to find you for the rest of your life!"

"Hey! House! Whoever doesn't want your brother will want you too! I'll take care of you properly, what does the old man say?"

"I don't care about it! Anyway, you have a way! Don't pretend to be so embarrassing, pretend that I don't know, you will have an idea as soon as I show up. You said, I am the worm in your stomach! Hehe!"

"Little girl! Slow down!"

"Please don't nag like Dad, okay? You can rest assured that I will be very good."

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The two healthy horses slowed down as they approached Huyakou. At the post station in the south of Huyakou Town, a postman stretched his neck and hung a lantern on the hanging light pole. Lan Xishu and Lan Xiwen rode slowly and shook the reins into Huya Kou town, with tall bluestone walls, open bluestone streets, hawkers carrying baskets, pedestrians hurrying in twos and threes, the upper door panels on each pavement, hanging lanterns hanging lanterns, and the crisp hoof sounds of mules and carriages passing the stone road. Crisp, friendly greetings from women and children, the enthusiastic greetings of the waiters in the store and the sound of sitting inside, the peaceful twilight on Huyakou South Street.

It's been more than a month, but the tiger teeth are still there!

Among the three streets in Huyakou, the middle one is the most prosperous. It is a T-shaped fork in the north of the town. It is the most prosperous area where merchants gather.

Lan Xishu decided to bypass Wan Sanjin and Wang Baicao, and explore Ma Manguan first.

Kicking horses slowly along Huyakou Middle Street, not far from the town, the Huanxi Grain Store in the east of the road is just around the corner. The autumn harvest has just passed, and there are a lot of rice and grain transactions. Several guys are carrying grain to the store. To the west, he lowered his cloak and hat, took a glance, but did not see Wansanjin, only a chubby old accountant crackling abacus beads from time to time, beating them over and over again, tilting his head and holding them up by the young man next to him. The lantern mouth muttered words.

Passing Huanxi Grain Store, half a street away, a small young man stood up suddenly on the stone steps at the entrance of Wangji Medicine Store, with his sleeves on his sleeves, his eyes wide open, and he looked at the horse's hooves stepping on the horse's hooves. Xishu and Lan Xiwen, without looking back, stretched out their right hand to pat the door panel, the lantern flashed, and a slender figure passed the threshold with his dress lifted, and went down half of the steps hurriedly with small steps. , a shattering silver hairpin.

The night was over, and under the dim light of the lanterns, six moon-white skirts stretched out like a lotus from the steps, and the hazy figure and gait were so enchanting and weak that people couldn't help but feel pain at a glance Cherish and love.

"Nail! A critically ill patient will come later, hang up the lantern and wait carefully!"

After all, the lantern changed hands, the slender fingers swept the sideburns, turned around as if ignoring everything, lightly lifted the clothes, and went up the stairs, and the figure of the figure disappeared after the entrance.