Outside the town.

Jingyao and others sat on a landbag.

This is a commanding height.

You can overlook the whole view of the town.

In addition, Jingyao has excellent eyesight.

Even how Zhao Mingming's carriage entered the town and how he took the little girl into the medicine shop to see the doctor. In the end, Zhang Xiaoyang invited him to the Lion Building for dinner, he could see clearly.

Besides, the town is not big, and the main street is only a distance of two or three arrows.

"This girl really enjoys it..."

Gao Ren said angrily.

He held half a white flour cake that had not been finished in his hand.

This cake is a bit dry and hard, and it is inevitable that you will swallow it if you eat it in vain...

Gao Ren had to drink a lot of water to make the feeling of stagnation in his chest smooth.

Compared to Gao Ren's complaints, Jingyao sat quietly aside.

He also held the same bread in his hand.

But Jingyao pulled the cake into small pieces and threw it into the kettle.

Then cover the lid and shake the kettle hard several times.

The small piece of bread was soaked in water.

Jingyao can eat everything like drinking porridge.

Gao Ren frowned when he saw Jingyao's way of eating.

He really couldn't figure out how Jingyao could eat with relish...

What's more, although this cake is a bit dry and hard, if it is soaked like this, wouldn't it be as good as cotton?

It feels disgusting if you think about it...

"After all, you are the master of the Grassland Royal Court, why are you so casual?"

Gao Ren asked.

But Jingyao did not answer.

His thoughts are no longer here at this moment.

Along the way, he asked Gao Ren a lot about Tanting.

But it did not give him any sense of understanding or understanding.

Because every time Gao Ren finished a matter or a few words, he would add a sentence at the end. This was what he heard or guessed.

What you hear about is the most unreliable.

Although this seeing may not be true, no matter what happens, it will often become worse after someone else's mouth.

Either it is too exaggerated or too shriveled.

Even though it still sounds very logical, it is far from the original truth.

This is not what Jingyao wants.

He likes conquest and also likes reality.

Only in the most real situations can conquer bring the most pleasure.

Many people are simply afraid of the title of his master or the scimitar in their hands.

There is no such kind of convincing that naturally arises from the bottom of your heart.

This also greatly reduced the pleasure of Jingyao's conquest.

Jingyao just raised her neck and took a sip. After slowly drinking all the bubble cakes in the kettle, she slowly spoke:

"Why, I feel sorry for seeing others eating well in the Lion Building?"

“…I am the kind of greedy person?”

Gao Ren was so angry that he said so.

Jingyao smiled and ignored him.

If a person denies something, it proves that this has hit his pain.

If you are firm and strong enough inside, you don’t need to be angry about anything.

Calm and quiet, clouds and winds are light.

"But you're right, it's not her style."

Jingyao said.

"Whose style do you mean?"

Gao Ren asked.

"It's the girl in your mouth."

Jingyao said.

"You seem to know her very well..."

Gao Ren said.

In fact, he has asked Jingyao a lot about Zhao Mingming.

After all, letting the little girl go like that is not Jingyao's style.

But Jingyao had decided at that time and could not allow any change.

Gao Ren also said first, and Jingyao should be the leader throughout the journey until the mine.

So he had no choice but to ask indirectly, trying to figure out what happened to the sword at that moment, so that Jingyao's wooden stubborn donkey, even eight horses, could change his character.

Unexpectedly, Jingyao didn't mention a word. Whenever Gao Ren threw his questions over, he always kept saying goodbye to him.

Gao Ren was puzzled...

Although she also vaguely felt that Zhao Mingming was not a simple girl, she should not have any interaction with Jingyao, the magistrate of the Grassland Royal Court.

If Jingyao can give up one thing, it must require a sufficiently healthy reason.

"Can you calculate it? Why did you pester me this time and ask me?"

Jingyao quipped.

He had long wanted to kill Gao Ren's majesty.

Gao Ren was very dissatisfied with his arrogant attitude and everything was in his palm.

Speaking of which, he was not convinced.

After all, many times, before he could speak, Gao Ren revealed what he was thinking.

This feeling is like standing naked and standing naked on the bustling street.

Not only did I feel safe at all, I still felt very cold.

Even if you hold your arms, you cannot hide the shyness around you.

I could only lower my head desperately and hide my face as much as possible in the shadows when I lowered my head.

It seems that only by doing this can you give yourself some warmth and comfort.

Now, the situation has changed.

Not only did Gao Ren not know something, but he was also particularly impatient about it.

The initiative suddenly returned to Jingyao's hands, which made him very helpful.

Therefore, I would not tell Gao Ren so happily what happened.

Let him guess it himself, and whatever he can guess is what he can.

Whatever you think is, what you are like.

Jingyao used to be very harsh and spoke very straightforward.

In his own tribe, even in the Grassland Royal Court, there is an unpleasant character.

However, he has made great achievements in combat, so no one dares to prove that he is fighting with him.

The Prairie Royal Court is a place that advocates heroes and warriors. No matter how bad a person has, as long as he is full of heroic spirit and a courageous heart, he can be admired by all sides.

But behind my back, everyone was not so polite to him...

It is always said that Jingyao is a piece of half-dried cow dung.

I feel that it can be used for life if I do it, but when you throw it into the fire, it will sound like firecrackers.
To be continued...