The Empress of Fast Travel is still a vicious villain today

Chapter 187 Chapter 187: Egret

The little girl's eyes lighted up, "I like it. The big white bird by the stream has thin and long feet. Its hair is long and dense. It's fluffy like cotton. It's very warm at first sight. Besides, where do you want to go?" , as soon as the wings fly away."

"That's an egret, flying away in shock and reflecting Bishan, a bunch of pear blossoms falling in the evening wind."

Joy flashed in the little girl's eyes, "Egret, what a nice name, sure enough, a nice bird even has a nice name."

Unlike her, the ugly one doesn't even have a name.

"Then your name is Bi Luo, how about calling you Luo Luo from now on?"

"Thank you sister, my name is Biluo, what's my sister's name?"

"Thousands of snow, thousands of mountains pass by, and evening snow piles up."

Within 2 minutes of being happy, the two of them returned to the woman's home, this depressing, dilapidated barbaric home, the man named Daguang got up in the middle of the night, bumped into the two of them and came back.

His eyes looked at Jun Jiuli like hooks.

"Where did you go?"

Bi Luo swallowed her saliva, her face turned pale, "I went to take a bath by the stream."

Daguang snorted coldly, "Don't go next time, wash at home, run around, and break your legs."

"I know, I know."

Jun Jiuli looked at the other party quietly, in the dark night, his black eyes gleamed, and Da Guang's heart skipped a beat. The girls from this city were more imposing than him.

He turned around and cursed a few words, and went back to sleep.

……

"You're going to sleep here?"

A ball of dried thatch was spread on the ground, Biluo heard this, and felt ashamed for the first time in his life that he had a bad life.

"There is only one bed at home, which belongs to my brother."

Of course, in winter, women also sleep together.

"Wait."

The woman Jun Jiuli hadn't thought of touching the clothes Jun Jiuli brought, after all, the 10 yuan was already a sky-high price for her.

I still care about what these two clothes do.

"Lay it down, it's more comfortable."

Bi Luo gritted her teeth, "No, this is my sister's dress, it's beautiful, it's ruined."

"You also said that I don't think my clothes are wasted. Besides, I also want to sleep, no."

Bi Luo hesitated for a few seconds, then took it.

Her mother used to say that she was a bitch who could sleep anywhere, but now her fingers ran through the soft fabric.

Soft and soft, with a fragrant taste.

It turns out that the outside world is like this.

Gritting his teeth, he looked up at Jun Jiuli.

"Sister, run away."

When she was young, she had seen people in the village hunting egrets, such a beautiful thing, when it died, its long neck hung down unwillingly, and the bright red blood splashed on the fluffy feathers.

Later, she never saw those egrets again.

At that time, I only felt unwell, but also faintly felt quite good.

Now, she understands, for such a beautiful thing, the people in this village are all butchers, rude and cruel, they are not worthy of that beautiful egret.

Jun Jiuli patted Biluo on the head, what a silly girl, she was bought off with just a grilled fish.

Naive and kind, cowardly and timid.

"Don't think about it, go to bed early."

……

The woman was very happy, and early in the morning, she took the red paper that she had kept at home for an unknown period of time, and went to the village chief to count her days.

Bi Luo took Jun Jiuli into the mountain.

"Sister, sit on this rock and rest while I pick mushrooms and wild vegetables beside you."

This is also the source of income for the woman's family.

Jun Jiuli looked around, there were tall trees, layer upon layer, he was not an acquaintance, if he took two extra steps, he might lose his way.

Looking at a small flower under his feet, the fiery red has faint purple sawtooth.

Sure enough, there was something she wanted.

This flower is highly poisonous, Jun Jiuli slowly bent down, in the dark, green eyes closely watched her movements.

As her hand got closer and closer to the flower, even her breathing became constricted.

　The poem in the middle is quoted from Du Mu's Heron.

　　Is the artistic conception very good?

　　It should have been more than [-], but I don’t know if it’s a little back.

　　I fell out of love yesterday.

　　Hahahahaha

　　Catch up with a broken love, and there is no one left.

　　The [-]D update is over, I wish you all a happy reading.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)