Yu Wuluo was relatively far back in the cave. Lei Fengqi and the half-tall boy she hadn't seen clearly at this time were standing in front of her. Yu Wuluo had to identify the boy's appearance more than once by talking, only to
You can see Lei Feng's tall figure like a rock.
No matter what the occasion is, the daughter of the Yu family will hold her hand and wrap her in their arms, except when her grandfather takes the first step.
's baby.
Lei Fengqi raised his hand to guide her politely: "Please."
Yu Wuluo also raised his hand politely and said: "Please."
After saying that, she swaggered out of the cave, looked back and smiled at Lei Fengqi's astonished expression, and raised her brows charmingly again, her voice still as agile as a lark: "By the way, those fruit snacks on the rocks were brought by the pilgrims piously,
It's clean and I gave it to you when we first met."
Smiling, Yu Wuluo continued to walk towards the big camphor tree planted by her hand, making Yu Wuluo extremely happy.
You don’t have to worry about the cleanliness of the food you bring with you. It would be a pity to leave it behind, and it would be in the way to hold it. This is fine. Finally, you don’t have to hold it anymore.
In her soaring mood, she silently counted the distance to the camphor tree, one step, two steps, three steps... She wanted to come up with an idea to keep words for Miao in these short distances.
And do it covertly.
Lei Fengqi's eyes never left her, and he saw the flower picker hugging the camphor tree like a naughty child. Looking up, it seemed that the tree crown was a few meters high. The golden and warm sun lit up her smile brightly, as if she was simple and flawless.
A whisper from behind: "She's so beautiful. Isn't she really a girl from the Central Plains?"
Lei Fengqi's expression became more gloomy, and he snorted heavily in his nasal voice: "No." Then he said: "She is sending a message,"
"What?" The man behind was surprised.
"You think she is innocent and clearing up my doubts, but she is actually sending a message. I will deal with her first. You can follow her slowly and search around the trees. If you miss anything, be careful and I will beat you up."
The man behind him suddenly became unhappy: "The emperor never beats people up. In the play you took me to watch, the old man with the white beard always said, blah blah blah... escort this rebel out of the Meridian Gate."
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Lei Fengqi rolled his eyes to the sky again: "I am not the emperor."
"Oh, you haven't ascended the throne yet. I've always wanted to ask you, if that big lion really asks you to ascend the throne, will you become the emperor?"
Another layer of gloomy black appeared on Lei Fengqi's face, and he suppressed his anger and said through his teeth: "Grand Bachelor!"
He strode towards Yu Wuluo.
The man behind him was alone in the cave reviewing over and over again: "Master, my boots are wet, and when it snows heavily," he scratched his head and couldn't understand: "People in the Central Plains are very particular. When it snows heavily, they will give you an official position. Isn't that like this?"
Suddenly shocked: "Bleeding to death!"
He gritted his teeth: "These damn Nanbarbarians, they really killed my ancestors and my brothers in the blood..."
At this moment, he almost drew his sword. When his fingers touched Kong Kong's waist, all his murderous intentions subsided instantly. He walked towards the fruit snacks and murmured to himself: "My brother almost killed me. Zhongyuan, at least don't want me."
No matter if he bleeds to death or it snows heavily, as long as I can survive."
...
People are naturally close to nature, and everyone knows that the wind in the mountains and forests has the healing power. The warm spring sun approaches step by step, gently lifting up the beautiful feelings from the stone steps among the leaves, making Yu Wu's expression brighten on the way down the mountain.
More enjoyable.
If she could do that, she might be able to whistle easily.
This made Lei Fengqi's suspicions increase layer by layer.
The general never fights an uncertain battle, and he has already planned to gather his subordinates who are scattered nearby to prevent the flower picker from running away when he takes the thief.
Look at the way she doesn't care about anything, the Yan Ling sword that becomes more and more murderous the more it's exposed to the sun, and... the body of a man who is really torturous.
The female prime minister, Lei Fengqi just wanted to kill her with a knife.
Even if you are seriously injured, your hatred will not be relieved.
Yu Wuluo walked leisurely. She was wearing black clothes, the color was as thick as dark clouds. There was a bulging baggage behind her, which did not give people a sense of relaxation, but she just felt relaxed.
There was something about the person next to her that made her comfortable. He was not a talkative person. Although the two agreed to go on the road together, they had not yet entered into a lively conversation. This made Yu Wuluo feel a sense of freedom flowing through her body and mind.
This feeling also made her ignore the sense of danger brought by the people around her. Yu Wuluo didn't know that the murderous aura emanating from Lei Fengqi was that everyone who had been on the battlefield had this bloodthirsty edge.
It hurts people's hearts from afar.
Just like the Yan Fei Dao given to her by her wet nurse, Lei Fengqi could tell at a glance that she had killed a lot of people.
It feels so good to be able to walk through the mountains and forests alone. There is no grandfather, no old relatives and relatives who must accompany him, no girl, no wet nurse, and no other people's rings. There seems to be a low whisper in Feng Xing's ears.
It's like there's tenderness everywhere in the body. How long will it take for people to feel uncomfortable?
After taking out the peach blossom horse from the Shankou Temple, Yu Wuluo could also unload the baggage on his back.
Like its owner, the Peach Blossom Horse never leaves the house for months and months. With its snow-white background covered with red flower-like spots, it snorted excitedly and said with great joy: "Kardamom, you are as happy as me."
wrong?"
She kept a piece of handkerchief for Miao, threw it into the dense grass under the tree, and dug deep into the grass with her toes. It was conceivable that Miao Bao would appear soon, and Yu Wuluo only had such a short time.
, a small moment.
She needs to enjoy it.
He tilted his face with a smile and looked at Lei Fengqi. If this is a bad guy sent by the great scholar Zhang Lin, when Miao Bao arrives and the master and servant join forces, you will suffer the consequences next.
At this time, Yu Wuluo could see Lei Fengqi's face clearly. His eyes were so bright and sharp that they often hurt people's heads. It was impossible to measure whether he was handsome or not, but people with eyes as bright as stars were usually not ugly.
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Sure enough, if you don't face his penetrating eyes, you can see that he has good features, bright eyebrows and bright eyes, and he is not a bad person.
He also has an aura as calm as a mountain. Generally speaking, this kind of person should not be a bad person.
But when it comes to the struggle for the throne, the winner is the king and the loser can also be called a hero. In big events, it is difficult to distinguish the figures based on their momentum.
Yu Wuluo could only secretly say, "Don't do it." He was born well and had a strong momentum. If he had poetry and martial arts in his heart, the new emperor could build a good family business and live a good life after he ascends the throne.
I hope I can persuade him to change his mind on the road, rein in his horse and repent... Thinking of this, Yu Wuluo greeted him: "Do you have a horse?"
Hey, it seems like the other half-tall boy didn't catch up.
A crisp whistle sounded, and the black horse ran out of the mountain forest at the speed of chasing the wind. The horse was fully saddled, which showed that this was not a wild horse running out randomly. Lei Fengqi jumped on the horse, and Yu Wuluo was envious of it with such a graceful and neat energy.
But she wasn't bad either. Then she got on the horse accurately and nimbly. The height allowed her to see farther, and there was a monkey galloping towards her.
Getting closer, Yu Wuluo's dark eyes widened. He was a dark-skinned boy. No, he had prominent facial features and deep-set eye sockets. He was from outside the northern customs.
I heard that they killed people and set fires. Yu Wuluo had only seen people of this height and skin twice in his whole life. The war caused them to live in the Central Plains and become slaves and servants.
Cloud-like vigilance rose from between his brows, Yu Wuluo held the horse's rein tightly with one hand, and gently pressed the scabbard with the other hand.