Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

Now it's winter. The turban doesn't punch a hole. It's with the big flow.

After two words, deliberately whine out of the voice, the tone elongated and rose, listening to Dongfang Yao tremble all over.

His dream call, in this very tense atmosphere, made him feel the heat surging up all over his body, and his eyes deepened a lot.

He involuntarily stretched out his hand and pulled the flower remnant spirit into his arms.

In the eyes of others, they are a couple. Although such behavior is somewhat unusual, few people pay attention to it.

After all, being interrogated by officers and soldiers, even if they haven't done anything illegal, they still feel bad, and their attention is over there.

"What do you two do?"

Soon it was the turn of Hua Canling and Dongfang Yao.

"My lady is not well. I heard that the medical skills in the capital are good. I took her to the city to see the doctor."

At the moment, the flower remnant spirit snuggled up to Dongfang Yao. Dongfang Yao lowered his voice, rough his voice, learned the local dialect of the village men learned along the way, and answered in rough language.

His voice was a little stammering and his expression was a little calm. He played a honest farmer who had not seen much of the world.

In fact, only Hua Canling knew. He didn't know how nervous he was. The hand around her waist was about to break her waist.

The other hand holding her hand was also sweaty and greasy. Although it was not disgusting, it didn't feel very good.

This is a set of words they thought up before.

Already told the owner of the ox cart who took them all the way.

So it's easy to use now.

The soldiers who searched looked suspiciously at the flower remnant spirit who wrapped himself tightly, and said, "lift the headscarf."

"I'll open it, I'll open it. Cough. Cough." Hua Canling, who wrapped his head and face, opened a small corner of the flower cloth scarf, and coughed continuously. His face was a little pale, with a trace of red in the pale, like a sick seedling.

Dongfang Yao's eyes let out a trace of anger. He didn't want people to see such a beautiful flower remnant spirit. When he turned his hand over, he quietly stuffed a silver or two into the soldier's hand and whispered, "officer, please be convenient. The doctors in the village said that my mother-in-law seems to have lung and is afraid of getting sick..."

"What? Hurry, hurry!"

The soldier stepped back and shouted at them to hurry over.

Even if Hua Canling only opened it a little, looking at the face, it didn't match the portrait of the woman in his hand, and the man didn't match the portrait of the man. He just wanted to see what the beautiful looking village woman looked like before he asked her to open the flower cloth scarf.

Who knows that I ran into a sick seedling. I heard that I still got a contagious lung disease. That's good?

One or two silver. It's convenient. Well, they know each other. There's nothing wrong with it!

After Hua Canling and Dongfang Yao passed, the soldier waved his hand in disgust and walked away from the position he had just left.

Step, step.

Step, step.

At this time, a queue of people came straight to the gate from outside the city.

The queue into the city was dispersed by the arrogant galloping horse and hid aside.

The leader jumped off his horse and asked the examiner, "what did you find?"

"Not yet."

"If the order goes on, it is said that the woman knows medical skills and can change her face. Anyone who conforms to the height and face of the two people will be detained!"