It’s a long road...
In the morning light, the boy's shadow was stretched thin.
Xue Qinghe was behind, riding a horse, following leisurely.
Patience is an indispensable thing in human life.
Some people really lack this kind of thing; but, she just has a lot of patience.
Although he did not turn around to look, Xue Qinghe had already anticipated the doubts of the people behind him.
certainly.
In addition to doubts, there must be many people thinking about what she did and what her intentions were; for example... her cheap teacher - Ning Fengzhi.
What she could see was only what Ning Fengzhi wanted her to see.
But, who said that what Ning Fengzhi saw...must be real?
What Ning Fengzhi can see is only what she wants Ning Fengzhi to see!
In the flash of lightning, Xue Qinghe sorted out her somewhat chaotic thoughts. She ignored the different expressions of the people behind her and followed her on horseback.
The convoy started again.
Uncharacteristically, Xue Qinghe did not return to the carriage. Instead, he took the lead and stood at the front of the entire convoy.
Of course, there was Lu Yuan pressing down on her in front, making it impossible for her to ride her horse to pass...
Strength is strength, politeness is politeness; the two cannot be confused.
Although Lu Yuan was willing to respect Xue Qinghe, for the white horse under Xue Qinghe's crotch, the respect of a noble and great dragon was really too much for him to bear.
Even though the holy and bright soul power was constantly injected into his body, Baima was still shamefully cowed in front of that faint...but extremely pure dragon power.
After all, its ancestral direct boss is the Dragon Clan...
Seeing this, Xue Qinghe had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​keeping pace.
Passing through the forest, passing through the hills...
Passing by the creek, passing by the grassland...
The road becomes smoother and smoother as we go.
Because, Soto City is located in the middle of the Lima Plain.
Sunrise and sunset.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Lu Yuan slowly fell off his horse, patted the horse drowsily, and expressed that he was very satisfied with the other party's diligent work attitude today; then he took out a large kettle, opened the lid of the kettle, and took out
I took out a basin and towel, poured a handful of warm water, and washed my face.
no way...
It's an old problem...
Wiping away the frost and fatigue on his face, under Xue Qinghe's dumb eyes, Lu Yuan took out a folded tent from nowhere; he picked a clean and tidy place beside the main road, and in a few clicks he
After setting up the tent, I got in as if there was no one around.
It flows like clouds and water...and is incredibly smooth.
This is the evaluation given by Xue Qinghe.
but...
Why are you so skilled!!!
During the day today, didn't you still show off your "the boss of heaven, the earth, the second, and I'm the third" aura like crazy?
Why did you fall asleep first in the evening?
Just fall asleep.
The issue is...
Why don't these horses dare to leave even though you're asleep?
Xue Qinghe clamped the horse's belly hard, but unfortunately, the white horse under his crotch was like a dead thing. He would rather stand there than dare to take a step forward.
Dismounting speechlessly, Xue Qinghe patiently walked to the tent and patted the tent door.
"Who?"
With a smile on his face, Xue Qinghe kept hinting to himself: don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry...
Along the way, although she didn't talk much to the other party, she talked a lot.
However, considering that the other party has amnesia, she will not pursue this small mistake...
Try hard to convince yourself.
After a while, Xue Qinghe said with a gentle smile:
"Brother Liu, don't be joking, this is Xue Qinghe, Crown Prince of Tiandou."
Gumao
"So, is there anything else going on, His Royal Highness?"
An unpredictable voice suddenly sounded behind her. Xue Qinghe stiffened slightly, then calmly stood up and looked back...
Taking off the bloated black robe outside, the young man wore a clean and neat black outfit with light blue furry wristbands on his wrists: his handsome face and golden-proportioned figure instantly attracted Xue Qinghe's attention.
.
The attraction between opposite sexes is a very powerful one.
Although Xue Qinghe reacted quickly and shifted her gaze, the scene she just saw when she looked back still made her heart palpitate for a moment.
Take a deep breath and exhale gently.
Xue Qinghe quickly calmed down his heart, looked at the tent, and asked calmly:
"Brother Liu is planning to be here..."
A sentence that is not fully understood, coupled with actions or eyes, will make most people understand its meaning.
The art of language is often reflected to the extreme in the smallest details.
Glancing at the silent motorcade not far away, Lu Yuan sighed expressionlessly:
"It seems they are not very courageous..."
"Then hurry over!"
As if they had received permission from somewhere, the horses neighed, lowered their heads, pulled the heavy carriage behind them, and walked meekly along the main road beside Lu Yuan.
With his eyes moving slightly, Xue Qinghe stretched out his hands to bow, but was stopped by a strong big hand.
"Remember, don't be tempted."
Gently patting Xue Qinghe's shoulder, Lu Yuan took a step and disappeared in an instant.
Xue Qinghe was left standing there feeling lost.
After a while, Xue Qinghe mounted his horse again and followed the convoy.
I don't know how many miles later; inside the carriage, Gu Rong's fingers paused slightly, and an inaudible sigh sounded.
Chen Xin's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a hint of apology, he took the initiative to comfort him:
"Don't feel sorry... Accepting a disciple still depends on fate... Look, haven't I found a suitable disciple so far?"
"Besides, aren't you going this time just for that kid who is said to have a "space" martial spirit?"
Hearing the consolation from his old friend, Gu Rong glanced at Chen Xin strangely, and said with a frown on his neck:
"Who said I feel sorry? I don't feel sorry at all! On the contrary, you haven't received a disciple yet. I think you will be sore again by then, right?"
Hearing this familiar answering style, Ning Fengzhi interrupted the conversation between the two old men with a wry smile, and quickly brought the topic to Ning Rongrong.
The words of persuasion were spoken in a hard and hard manner, making it difficult to swallow; the answers also had a slight smell of gunpowder, sounding more like provocation than gratitude...
If we continue talking about this, I'm afraid there will be another fight.
Looking at Xue Qinghe who had an incomprehensible expression outside the window, Ning Fengzhi's eyes couldn't help but twinkle.
To be honest, soul masters should trust their own intuition.
But some intuitions run counter to common sense.
Just like now, there was a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart.
An indescribable feeling of uneasiness.
It's like he did something wrong.
But after going through everything in his mind, Ning Fengzhi couldn't find any flaws.
Therefore, he could only quietly withdraw his attention and put most of his energy on the "peerless genius" he was about to meet and recruit!
No one makes mistakes.
But if you rely on instinct to face everyone, the chances of making mistakes will undoubtedly be high.
In order to avoid losing impression points, Ning Fengzhi decided to think carefully about how to face the "genius" he had never met before.
Night gradually falls.
Xue Qinghe subconsciously glanced back, then shook his head with a smile.
She didn't know if she had missed it.
But suddenly she was in a good mood.
so...
Chapter completed!