Nightfall Chapter 123: Those who are obsessed with flowers, follow silently

Senior brother said gently: After meeting the teacher in Chang'an City...you will call me again. Now you can call me as your junior brother. As for the schedule, you don’t have to care about it. To me, practicing is a roaming. We are going to Tuyang City, and going back to Changan from there is also a good way"

Ning Que was vaguely aware of the conversation between Big Brother and Shanshan, but subconsciously he didn’t want to think deeply, until he heard that he was going to Tuyang City, thinking that he was going to see Xiahou. A little worried

I didn’t say the words of worry, because no matter how treacherous Tuyang City is in Longtan Tiger’s Lair, he can’t persuade a figure like Big Brother to avoid him, but the meaning of worry has been expressed very clearly

The big brother said: "I didn't know about the horse thief on the shore of the Hulan Sea that day. Now since I know it, plus the fist handed out when he was robbing the sky, he always needs to confess these things.

The speech is very calm and gentle, and the language is still slow. What is said is very simple and clear, because it is based on a...simple, clear and powerful logic, whether you are a Haotian Taoist or a Demon Sect, whether you are an imperial clan or Famous generals in the world, as long as you want to be an enemy of Tengyuan, then you must make a corresponding confession

This, no one in the world needs to make this and confession for a long time, because no one has dared to show no respect to the back mountain of Tengyuan for a long time, and the last time he had no choice but to confess was the full mountain peach blossom on the Peach Mountain of Xiling Temple

The wind on the wasteland continued to roar from day to night, rolling up the thick snow of the wilderness, but couldn't find a clean place to throw it, so in the end it had no choice but to fall on the ground, the snow layer was still like that It’s thick, no matter it’s a rolling wheel or an unwilling horseshoe, they can’t make an obvious noise on it

One day the wind and snow gradually stopped. In winter, I poked my head out from behind the clouds, and sneakily cast his eyes on the earth, which was not warm, and there was a rush of horseshoes behind a faint hill in the distant wasteland, although The dense hoof sound is still clear and obvious. Only one ride can imagine how fast the ride is.

The **** horse drags the heavy carriage through the snow. It hangs its head slowly and patters its thick lips. It is extremely listless. Listening to the sound of horseshoes in the distance, it suddenly raised its head and looked. At that place, the black eyeballs are turning hard and fast, looking extra cautious but a little strangely excited

A white shadow rushed out from behind the snow-covered hills like a road arrow. It was an unusually white horse with a supernatural horse. It was at the King Court Horse Racing Tournament that it made the limelight, but in the end it was made by the **** horse. The mare that was awkwardly awkward, sitting on the horse's back is a beautiful girl in a leather jacket, who is naturally the princess Lu Chenjia of the Moon Kingdom

The snow horse’s four hoofs are stained with mud, and the pure beauty of that time is no longer the obvious experience. Long-distance Benbo has no time to rest. The **** the horse’s face is still beautiful, but the eyebrows are full of sorrow and anxiety. , Looks extremely haggard, the three idiots in the world are recognized as the most beautiful young practitioners in the world, and the **** can be said to be the most beautiful girl among the three. I don’t know why it is so haggard

The running snow horse rushed out of the hills and saw the carriage coming slowly in the wasteland. It slowed down. When it found that it was the most hateful gangster pulling the cart, it couldn't help but screamed and wanted to go forward. I bite and killed it fiercely, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it. The dazzling thoughts affected the movement. Because of the long-distance trek, its weak limbs almost kicked in one place, and almost staggered to the Tao.

Lu Chenjia frowned slightly, and with a rein in her right hand, she reluctantly controlled her flat mount. At this time, she was only more than ten steps away from the carriage and could clearly see each other

The curtains of the carriage are slowly lifted blue

Looking at the car window, Lu Chenjia looked indifferent at this time like the frost in the field, and deep in his black pupils there was pain and a deep hatred, completely different from the peaceful and beautiful appearance of flowers in the past

The curtains were completely opened, and an ordinary Tengsheng looked at her with a gentle expression, nodded in greeting, Lu Chenjia was slightly startled, and then saw the noses of Ning Que and Mo Shanshan behind Tengsheng

She guessed the identity of the Tengsheng, and after a moment of silence, she took a breath and saluted seriously and respectfully. Then she stopped talking to the people in the carriage and kicked the horse's belly with her feet, letting Ru Lin Da The enemy's nervous snow horse no longer insists on the **** horse, and continues to drive towards the depths of the wasteland

"Where did she go? A girl's house, walking alone in this great wasteland, is really dangerous. Her status is noble, no one in the Central Plains dares to provoke, but here is a wasteland and it is impossible to say When encountering dangerous blizzards, even if you encounter a desolate person, there will be big problems. The desolate person has no good impressions of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism."

Ning Que looked at the snow horse drifting away outside the window, sighed and said with anxiety

The cabin was quiet, no one responded to his feelings

He was slightly surprised, and then found that the big brother and Shanshan both looked at him with very complicated eyes

"What's wrong?"

Big brother smiled and didn't say anything

Shanshan was silent for a while and said: "I found that Ye Hongyu was right, you are really shameless"

Ning Que was furious and asked: "Where am I shameless?"

Shanshan lowered her head and said softly: "Chen Jia took the risk of riding alone into the wasteland to find her fiancé, and refused to face you and me, obviously because she knew that Prince Longqing was seriously injured and killed by you. The news, you know that this is something you provoke, why are you still here hypocritically worried"

Ning Que was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the conversation to conceal his shamelessness, Qian Shi simply closed his mouth and he op

At this moment, there was another hasty hoof outside the carriage

I opened the curtains and saw that it was the **** Lu Chenjia who had gone and returned

Lu Chenjia looked at Ning Que by the window, suppressing his emotions, and asked with a low voice, "Have you seen him?"

Ning Que looked at the **** horseback and said after a moment of silence: "I haven't seen it since then"

Lu Chenjia didn’t say who he was, and Ning Que didn’t say where he was after that. They knew each other well. If they really said too clearly, perhaps the faint resentment hidden among them Will break out into a real battle

Lu Chenjia stared at his face... for a long time, he was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his sleeve and wiped his lower lip, then dropped his hand to his leg, covering the little serum on the sleeve, and asked in a cold voice: " Please tell me where he might have gone?"

On the snow cliff, Ning Que shot an arrow through Prince Longqing’s chest and abdomen. Afterwards, a series of accidents occurred. Now Ye Hongyu has joined the temple guardian cavalry... This news naturally spread on the wasteland. The temple is furious...but the most important thing is that no one knows whether Prince Longqing is alive or dead now

The person who cares most about the life and death of Prince Longqing is certainly his fiancée, so Lu Chenjia lost his armband, aunt Nima Bang and the people of the temple vetoed and blocked them, forcibly riding a snow horse into the depths of the wasteland

Ning Que calmly looked back at the nymphomaniac's indifferent eyes. He didn't have any guilt in his heart. He was so arrogant because of the so-called righteousness... he didn't care about the gratitude and murderous intent in the opponent's eyes, and said: "I was too far away from him that day, so I don't know if he is still alive, you should ask Ye Hongyu about these things"

Hearing his answer, it was listening to the calm in his voice. Lu Chenjia lowered his eyes slightly, then silently raised the horse's rein and continued to walk towards the depths of the wasteland...Ma Yiren's figure looked exceptionally strange And grief

In the northernmost mountain col at the northern foot of Bitiancai Mountain, thick snow covers everything in the world and half-hidden a simple leather tent. No one can survive in such a cold place.

In the tent lived the father and son of the deserted people. They belonged to a tribe that the deserted people finally moved south. They just finished the winter ceremony and are preparing to return to the tribal settlement... But before returning home, they must first solve the lost tent A trouble here

The trouble is a young Central Plains man

The young man’s clothes are extremely tattered, but the pieces of bright yellow clothes will tell you that it’s very expensive. If you want to come, your identity will definitely be extraordinary, but his current appearance is too miserable, the miserable big arrow between his chest and abdomen is because of the sky. Because of the cold, there is no suppuration or worms, but it is frozen into something like meat, which looks very scary

The Huangren father and son discovered him in a thick snowdrift in the mountain col. Although the other party was obviously from the Central Plains, the father and son still dragged him back to his tent for treatment in accordance with the traditional hunting tradition of Huangren.

However, after the young man was awakened, he still looked like a dead man, staring at the linoleum on the roof of the tent with wide eyes. No matter what Huang Ren’s father asked, he would not speak.

The father and son of Huangren didn’t bother to pay attention to him. They continued to go in and out of the snow-capped mountains every day, looking for the little beasts looking for traces, trying hard to complete the hunting tasks required for the winter ceremony, dragging their heavy and exhausted bodies back to the tent, feeding them at will Today’s young people produce bowls of broth, and they don’t do much anymore

I don’t know if it was being favored by Haotian, or there was a strange source of vitality in his body. The young man didn’t die, but became very thin, with sunken eye sockets and protruding bones. The beauty of the past looked like an ordinary person. The face of God’s son gradually went wrong and indulged in the ugly and gloomy way

One day, the young man finally sat up. He was panting violently and painfully, stroking his chest and abdomen, which still had a horrible wound. Taking advantage of the fact that the father and son of Huangren did not pay attention, he pulled out the corner of the tent. A hunting knife slashed fiercely at the strong ridiculous father

The man’s father had no idea that the young man he rescued would attack him sneakily. When he was hunting with a knife, he only had time to turn sideways

Fortunately, the young Central Plains man suffered such a severe injury and was exhausted and weak to the extreme. It was already very difficult to pick up the hunting knife. There is no power, plus the desolate skin is hard as iron. The blade only made a very shallow white hole on the shoulders of Huangren

With a crisp sound, the twelve-year-old deserted boy's calm face knocked the central plains young man to the ground, and then he scolded loudly, but the deserted boy’s voice was childish and bright. The pronunciation of the Central Plains language is harder than that of the father, and the scolding sound is as clear as icicles cracking, but I can’t hear too much filthy feeling.

The young man from the Central Plains did not listen to what the ridiculous little boy was swearing at all. He fell on the ground, coughing violently and painfully, looking at his trembling hands, his eyes were dim like a candle that might go out at any time. Fire

I must drink tonight, and I must drink tomorrow night. At the annual meeting, I did not drink much. However, who would have expected that things are impermanent, Amitabha, or the old saying, I’m working hard and surrounding Those guys really saw my efforts. The comrades at the annual meeting lost their glasses. They said that the old cat was really unstoppable. Alas, it can be seen that my Yitao’s laziness has become a scene and I need to change it. These are just like that young man on the wasteland