Leng Xiaobai stopped saying anything until Yang Liuqing prepared the rice and brought it up.

"Brother Yang is not only superb in his shooting skills, but also in this skill of Shangdi Hall. I really admire him."

Leng Xiaobai didn't brag, especially bragging about others. These words were heard from others when he was begging for more food. He was beaten up for this matter.

"Why are there any genius? It's a talent in itself."

Yang Liuqing is also polite. For a knight's cooking skills, if you praise him for this, you are insulting him. The weapons in his hand have rusted, and it is better to use the spoon in his hand.

Storyteller A San and Wan Fu were both observing Yang Liuqing's expression. If there was any flaw in him, he might have to be beaten to lie here, and then let them leave here just like that.

The Sanlin and the other rivers have never been so easy to pass. Many merchants will bypass the Imperial Yuan, and there is no need to pass by the Imperial Yuan here. Therefore, there are very few people with this shortcut.

Yang Liuqing was not angry, and they didn't continue to say anything about this matter. For a knight, the biggest insult can be tolerated. What he can't bear is to do something excessive. These things will not be done to others unless they are thieves or the like.

If those people came here, they would not have been received such careful reception. They could only be beheaded several miles away from the door.

"Since Brother Yang insists on following the rules above and cannot be compatible, we can only part ways. The princess cannot stay here. The two adults, Hei and Bai, said that after the Lantern Festival, she will go back. I believe that no one will make things difficult for her along the way. I will go back with her. You three will go around from another road."

Leng Xiaobai put down the dishes and chopsticks that he had eaten, looked at Wanfu and the other three and said that there was only one way to Kyoto from the poplar forest, but the road to Huanglongling was more than one day.

Huanglongjian and Shenglong Road are both roads, but if you walk here, you need not only Kong Wu’s powerful legs, but also the courage to be a man and the determination to die.

"Yang is responsible for his duties, I'm sorry. If you need Yang in the future, I, Yang, just think that he will die."

Leng Xiaobai left Yang Liuqing and walked with Xia Xue in the direction of Kyoto. Wanfu and the other two were also heading towards Huanglongling. Not everyone could walk that dangerous road, so they would not easily walk here.

"Are we really going to leave the Huanglongjian? If we don't have it, we will go back to the Heyuan Daji. It's always much better than sending our lives."

Qingmei'er is very brave. In her life, except for the beautiful mountains and rivers of the storyteller, she has almost never been to any place. She relies on her not very useful imagination in her life.

"Don't worry, Huanglongjian is not easy to walk. We walked on Shenglong Road. Although we looked a little scared, as long as we were careful, there would be no problem."

Storyteller A San comforted him gently. He was already twenty-three and regarded this woman who had never agreed to marry him but was willing to go to Kyoto with him as his wife. He naturally had to treat his wife gently.

"Well, if you bring this thing with you and let Ah San carry you over, there will be no danger."

Huanglong Ridge is very high, so high that it can block the wind and sand blowing from the north, and at the same time it can block the heroic soldiers from the north. Even if all Bingzhou falls, as long as Huanglong Ridge is present, it is impossible for them to invade the Central Plains.

Qingmeier looked at Wanfu and reluctantly took the black cloth, and reluctantly covered her eyes.

"Qingmeier, I'll carry you over with you. You don't have to worry. Even if it falls, I'll give you a mat. There won't be any trouble."

No matter how high your martial arts are, you cannot compete with the heaven and earth. You will also be worried about falling off the cliff and falling into a pan.

Wanfu came behind Storyteller A San, reached out to make a knife, and landed on Qingmei'er's neck without hesitation. Before she could react, she fainted.

Storyteller wanted to stop him, but he had just put Qingmei on his back and before he could adjust it, his head was already on his shoulder.

"Don't blame me, the woman's voice is the most beautiful and scary at the same time. Let's walk over from Shenglong Road as soon as possible. When she wakes up, we have arrived."

Wanfu said it very simply, but he underestimated the danger of Shenglong Road and underestimated the sound of the wind on the cliff, which was no smaller than that on the Diyuan. The sound of a ghost crying stood up when he heard it.

"They shouldn't have not been here for so long, are they not understanding what I mean?"

Leng Xiaobai, who was on the edge of the poplar forest, had not seen Wan Fu and others for a long time, but he couldn't wait. According to what he thought, half an hour had passed, but he had not seen anyone follow him.

"Did they misunderstand what you mean? If you ask them to walk on Huanglongling, they will really walk on Huanglongling. Huanglongjian and Shenglong Road are also roads, and not no one has walked."

After coming out of the poplar forest, Leng Xiaobai had already talked about another road in Huanglong Ridge with Xia Xue. This road is very hidden and only a few people in Yehun know about it, and these people are the core of Yehun.

Leng Xiaobai thought that Yehun Six Killing was also the core figure of Yehun, and he should not know this path, but he didn't know why they were so late for so long.

"Maybe there were other things delayed. We didn't wait. After passing the water of Desert is the Peach Blossom Land, where can we rest for a day? If they know that road, one day will be enough to catch up. If they don't know, they can only hope that their lives will be great and can walk over the Shenglong Road and see us in Kyoto."

Leng Xiaobai and his two walked through the poplar forest. The water flow of the water flowed down from Huanglong Ridge. Here, they were no longer turbulent, but instead lost the endless vitality of the water flow. The water flow of the water flow was surging. On the surface, it looked like a pool without flowing.

"This bridge is called Moqiao. A man once walked past here, and the person walking in front of him said, "Mo turned around and he had this name."

Leng Xiaobai said that the old beggar on this bridge also told him.

"Why don't that person turn back? Is something terrible happening when he turns back?"

Xia Xue is a very brave person. When she was young, the eldest prince told him ghost stories to scare her. Not only did she not scare her, but she was frightened by Xia Xue's problems one after another. Since then, she has been imprisoned in the palace.

"This is a very long story, and it takes a long time to tell it. When it reaches the depth of the Taohuatan water, I will tell you."
Chapter completed!