After a while, he turned back and reported to Yelu Jun: "Young Master, the road ahead has been blocked by rocks rolled down from the top of the mountain. It is impossible to pass."
Yelujun frowned, and a slow voice came from behind him: "Look, I told you that this road won't work! You don't believe it..."
In fact, he already knew that this road was blocked, but he just didn't tell them!
Since they like to waste time, then go with them for a walk. If they are not in a hurry, it doesn’t matter!
"You" Yelujun clenched his fist and almost couldn't help but pull the guy off the roof of the car and beat him up![
Fenghua glanced at him, with a cold look, a trace of helplessness flashed across his face, he looked ahead and said calmly: "Is there any other way to go?"
"Gang leader, let me lead the way!"
Guo Jing's figure flashed and he was already standing beside Fenghua.
"We must take the fastest road and get to Mount Emei as soon as possible!" Fenghua said coldly.
"Yes, Gang Leader!"
Guo Jing glanced at Yelujun proudly, feeling extremely happy in his heart.
Aha, the gang leader asked him to lead the way!
From this point of view, it proves that he is more important than this guy!
Everyone changed direction and walked to another road.
***************************Miss Waste is Confident in the World*********************
*****
After traveling for a day and a night, I finally found an inn, where I stayed temporarily and rested for the night.
Xin'er was helping Fenghua collect things in the room, when suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Who?" Fenghua sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and calmed down, and made a faint voice.
"It's me." It was Han Qingjue's voice.
"Come in." Fenghua also heard it and slowly opened his eyes.
Han Qingjue pushed open the door and walked in. Xin'er also saw it. She pursed her lips and smiled at him, nodded, and said to Fenghua: "Miss, if nothing happens, Xin'er will go out first."
"Yes." Fenghua nodded, and Xin'er exited, closing the door.
"Do you have a problem with me?" Before he could speak, Fenghua made a voice.
"I have nothing to do, so I came to have a chat with you!" Han Qingjue curled up the corner of his mouth and put his hand behind his back, like a magic trick, conjuring two bottles of wine, "I want to show my face and have a drink.
?"[
Fenghua glanced at him with cold eyes, but without rejecting him, he got out of bed and walked to the table and sat down.