"Three little girls...the carriage..."

Liu Ruiying talked to herself.

Just now, he was very clever and said that the carriage was reminded of something.

In his heart, the only thing that can be associated with the carriage and the girl is Zhao Mingming and sugar-fried chestnuts.

From the beginning, they first met in Dingxi King's Realm and Dingzhou Prefecture City, they were riding in a carriage.

Later I arrived at Bogu Building, the same was true.

However, Zhao Mingming and Tangfried Chestnuts are two people.

With their master and servant characters, Liu Ruiying never thought that she would take the initiative to make friends with outsiders and would travel with her.

If it is Zhao Mingming, who is this third little girl?

After thinking for a long time, Liu Ruiying couldn't figure out what it was. She could only get on the horse and continue on the road under the urging of Master Jin.

Huanong's expression was a little lonely.

When he was standing in the distance with a clever heart and no one recognized who it was, Huanong felt that it was time for him to set his sword.

Unexpectedly, the person who came was an acquaintance and a friend.

The sword can only face wild beasts and enemies.

People who draw swords with friends are not worthy of using swords at all.

Huanong's right hand was held on the hilt of the sword until he found out his clever identity and then easily opened it.

But this scene was nervous in Qingxueqing's eyes.

She thought Huanong was scared.

When people are afraid, they will always look for some reliance and support.

It’s late at night and people wake up from a shocking dream, and most of them will light the lights in panic.

In fact, if there is really danger, what is the use of lighting a lamp?

The threat will not dissipate because of the light. Those who really want to kill you will not be scared away by a lit candle.

It's all a trick of deceiving oneself.

Seeing the light makes my heart more peaceful.

If it is still pitch black, wouldn’t it be a fool?

"You don't have to be afraid, it's okay!"

Qingxueqing said to Huanong.

She was a very kind girl, and this comfort was also out of kindness.

I don’t want to get it, but this is because the speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

This sentence reached Huanong's ears and it meant the opposite.

"Are you saying, am I scared?"

Huanong pointed to the tip of his pen and said.

Qingxueqing nodded simply.

When Huanong saw it, he sneered and ignored it.

In his eyes, such a canary is not worth his time.

"Who is it..."

Qingxueqing muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Green sister, what's wrong?"

Wen Qiwen asked.

"I kindly reminded him not to be afraid, but unexpectedly, he was disappointed... He was obviously nervous and held the hilt of the sword, and his nails turned white!"

Qingxueqing said.

"Don't have the same knowledge as such people. Who knows where it came from, and I don't know why Liu Shengqi valued him so much."

Wen Qiwen said.

When Huanong heard this, he suddenly tightened the reins, and the horse under his crotch neighed into the sky and stopped moving forward.

Such a rapid stop caught Wen Qiwen and Qing Xueqing following behind him off guard.

Especially Qing Xueqing, who was not good at riding on horseback like this long distance, almost staggered and fell from the horse's back.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Qiwen scolded him sternly.

"When talking about others, take care of your own mouth first."

Huanong said.

"My sister cares about you and I don't ask for your gratitude, but you have no good looks. Is there any right to say accuse me?"

Wen Qi and Wen Shao said.

"I don't need to care, and I've never been afraid."

Huanong said.

"Don't say that Qingmei is right, I can see clearly! Besides, this is a natural human nature, and I have been afraid, so why are you embarrassed to admit it?"

Wen Qiwen retorted.

"I said, I'm not scared. Can you understand?"

Huanong said.

Wen Qiwen laughed in anger, but she opened her mouth and couldn't even say a word.

After a while of silence, he had to shake his head helplessly and walk forward with Qingxueqing.

"From today's departure, you two are talking behind me... I just disdain to argue with you, but I'm still getting worse."

Huanong said.

"You are so kind to you, too, a martial arts practitioner. Why are you like a resentful woman, mother-in-law and mother?"

Wen Qiwen turned his head and said.

"I am not only a martial arts practitioner, but also a swordsman. A swordsman was ridiculed by someone to have his sword. What do you think usually happens?"

Huanong said slowly.

The tone was calm, without any breath.

Wen Qingwen smiled softly, and he could have heard the provocative meaning in Huanong's words.

The swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's hands, and the dancer's legs are all more important than life.

If a swordsman's sword is thrown and ridiculed, it will be much more uncomfortable to cut him into pieces.

Wen Qi and Wen were also martial artists, but also for swordsmen.

Of course he also understood this truth.

Liu Ruiying and Master Jin walked in front and were in full swing.

But the sudden quiet behind them made the two of them feel something was wrong.

Zhuma turned around and saw that Wen Qiwen and Huanong had already gotten off the horse and stood opposite each other.

"What's wrong with them?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

"What is usually the purpose of fighting between men?"

Mr. Jin asked back.

"It's for the benefit and for the women of course."

Liu Ruiying said.

In addition to the interests of men, there is only the struggle for women's feelings.

When a man is old, if he has not had any disputes with others because of unfair distribution, or has not been jealous of a woman, then he will have lived in vain for most of his life.

Interest is reality.

It is something that can make people eat enough and not go hungry.

Everyone needs to live, and you need to have food, clothing, housing and transportation when you live. All of these are inseparable from interests.

But people are not plants and trees, so they bloom after watering.

Spiritual pursuits are often more difficult to satisfy.
To be continued...