The soldier is a girl

Chapter 133 134: Running in the Rain

In front of the City Lord's Mansion, Luo Lian reluctantly pulled Mo Ling's sleeve to bid farewell, "Brother Ling, when will you come to see me again?"

"I'll come and see you when I have time, and listen to your father." Mo Ling patted Luo Lian's head to comfort her.

"Then come as soon as you have time." Even though Luo Lian was reluctant, she still obediently let go of Mo Ling's sleeve.

"En." Mo Ling snorted lightly.

"Be sure to bring Hibiscus, I really like to eat her dishes."

"it is good."

In the rain, Mu Jin stood quietly in coir raincoat and led the horse, watching quietly, no matter how you look at it, it feels a bit unpleasant, no matter how you look at it, it feels very annoying.

The unhappiness that was finally suppressed after a good night's sleep stirred up again.

Seeing that Luo Lian and Mo Ling had finished saying goodbye, Luo Feng interrupted. He didn't say much, he just patted Mo Ling on the shoulder heavily, "Live well." He didn't say anything, just these four words.

"En." Mo Ling also responded lightly, but this one was obviously much heavier than the previous answer to Luo Lian.

In the next second, Mo Ling stepped into the rain, took a horse from Mu Jin's hand, turned over and jumped on it.

Mu Jin turned onto another horse.

Mo Ling only taught once when he preached, and Mu Jin had to either run or ride a horse alone when returning to the camp today. Obviously, Mu Jin would definitely choose the latter.

Sitting on the horse, Mo Ling made a farewell gesture to Luo Lian and Luo Feng, then pulled the horse away, followed closely by Mu Jin.

In Luosha City, the road paved with bluestone slabs was stepped on, and the water droplets splashed by the horse's raised hooves were quite clear, but after leaving the city gate, there was only muddy ground full of loess, and the horse galloped past, splashing What was left was one puddle after another of muddy muddy water.

On the bluestone road, the two horses drove forward at a steady speed, one in front and one in the back.

After leaving the city gate, Mu Jin's horse suddenly seemed to have taken a stimulant, running forward at the speed of the wind, straight past Mo Ling, who was a horse faster than her, and the flying horse's hooves splashed all over the ground. The muddy water threw Mo Ling all over him.

Mo Ling was taken aback for a moment, and then speeded up.

Don't say that this is the first time for Mu Jin to ride a horse alone. It's not uncommon for a good rider to fall down on this rainy and muddy road, let alone a novice like her, she is simply messing around.

After a while, Mo Ling caught up with Mu Jin, and through the rain curtain, Mo Ling directly ordered Mu Jin: "Mu Jin, stop."

But Mu Jin turned a deaf ear to it, not only did not stop, but whipped the horse to speed up the horse's progress.

Mo Ling raised his horsewhip to follow, "Mu Jin, do you know what you are doing?" Mo Ling's voice was a bit cold, which was a sign of anger.

She doesn't know, she only knows that her heart is blocked and uncomfortable, she needs to take advantage of this gallop to vent, if the block continues, she will go crazy, so crazy that she doesn't even know what she will do.

What Mo Ling answered was Mu Jin's faster horse speed.

As Mu Jin sped up, Mo Ling was left behind again. This time, Mo Ling didn't catch up immediately, but lagged a little behind and carefully looked at Mu Jin's riding posture. He found that no matter how he looked at her, she didn't look like a woman A novice, so whether she lied to him again or she is too smart to learn it easily.

No matter which one it is, this return journey is full of dangers, and no matter what, she cannot tolerate such a desperate dash forward.

Thinking about it, Mo Ling speeded up his horse again.

(End of this chapter)