The carriage was moving forward for less than half a quarter of an hour, and a golden carriage was slowly coming in front of it.
The black wooden carriage wanted to take a detour, but the golden carriage blatantly stopped it, and the golden bead curtain made a pleasant ringtone.
"What happened?" Qingjun asked with interest, got off the carriage and looked at the person blocking the road.
There are not many people, only two coachmen. As for who is in the golden carriage, it is hard to guess.
Jing Ao narrowed his eyes. If he was not wrong, the person in the car was Helian Jiuge, and Lian Ge from the Formation Court Department was no wonder that he was so arrogant and blocking the road. He really had this capital.
"Wuxin, bomb them away." Qingjun said arrogantly, as if he was a arrogant noble son.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone felt that the breath around them had changed slightly, which was sent from the golden carriage.
Wuxin said nothing, wondering in his heart who he was.
"Sister, it's almost dark." Huan Qingjun looked unhappy, as long as he ignored the cunning in his eyes. Such a arrogant blocking of the way could make Wuxin and others be wary of him.
"Then let's knock people away."
A lazy voice came from the black tung horse carriage, very light, neither slow nor tight, as if it was just an irrelevant thing.
Finally, the golden bead curtain seemed to feel the owner's anger, the beads trembled, making a cold and harsh collision sound.
Only Qingjun was the most happy in the audience, laughing happily, and said arrogantly: "I won't let you go!"
The strange atmosphere broke down, probably because the people in the golden carriage were very angry, but they just endured it and didn't say anything.
"I haven't seen you for a few months, Qiongying, you have forgotten me." A smiley voice came from the golden carriage, with a faint anger.
Everyone's faces changed slightly. When they heard this, they seemed to be very familiar with Qiongying.
"His Highness Jiuge has been watching the battle for a long time, but how could it be only a few months, just a few moments?" Qiongying said lazily.
"Haha, I can understand that you are paying attention to me." Jiuge smiled, his anger still remained unrelenting, and her tone was still careless. He could not guess whether she was happy or angry.
Qingjun's smile was gone, and there was a hint of coldness in the corners of his narrow eyes. Helian Jiuge, the man from the royal family of Nanxu, and the man who played chess in Lans Square. It is undeniable that Helian Jiuge is very powerful, as powerful as her.
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"Haha, Your Highness Jiuge's reputation is well-known, does it take care of it?" Qiongying chuckled twice.
"Is that right? But Qiongying's reputation is terrifying, I can't stand it." Jiuge teased three points, seven points, fake, very good, she is actually from Yan Dian, enough to make
He had a headache.
"No need to say more nonsense. Your Highness Jiuge has traveled thousands of miles to this remote town. What's the matter with me?" Qiongying said calmly.
"Can't you look for you if you're fine? You left injured a few months ago. I was very worried, so I came to visit you and saw your style on the battlefield. I was worried that you would be injured again." Jiuge greeted him with concern.
"Haha, I have to care." Qiongyingyun smiled lightly, without a positive answer.
"In this way, why don't you come out to meet?" Jiuge's hand had already reached the curtain of the car. He and she were both proud people, and no one wanted to get off the carriage first.
"So what if we meet?" Qiongying said lightly.
So what if we meet? Jiuge withdrew his hand and his anger surged. Her tone was not a question, but a statement. Even if he let go of his arrogance, she would not come out to meet.