Absolutely admire

Originally, Qu Ling was lying on the side of the bed, admiring the beautiful scenery passing by outside the car with an excited face, and came down from the window when he heard his words, and said with a serious face: "It's not boring, the scenery in this world is really endless. !"

Cong Rong shook his legs and said with a well-informed look: "What's the matter, you will see more when you arrive in Li'an City."

The place he had been to was as prosperous as Luo Ming Street.However, compared with each other, Luo Ming Street was slightly disadvantaged.

Because there is no one to govern there, robbery, robbery and theft often occur.

Although it is prosperous, it is also relatively chaotic. Cong Rong has been there several times before, and he succeeds every time.If it weren't for the group of people from Jiuxiao Mountain who suddenly killed them on the way, in a few years, he might be able to deprive the whole street by himself.

Two fluffy white fox ears popped out suddenly, Qu Ling's eyes shone brightly, and he shouted with mixed feelings: "Really? Really!?"

Cong Rong gagged his mouth and twitched for a while, plugged his ears and said, "Really."

Die, find someone noisier than himself.Still the quiet and peaceful Qu Ling is more pleasing, ha ha.

Qu Ling was full of incomparable longing for Xian'an City, after hearing the words, he suddenly grabbed Cong Rong's shoulders and said expectantly: "Then, is the wine there delicious, is it different from here, can I drink it? "

Cong Rong said decisively and forcefully: "No!"

He didn't want to touch Qu Ling with a drop of wine again, the way he was delirious and talking nonsense after drinking yesterday was really scary just thinking about it.

And it's fine for this guy to just talk nonsense when he's drunk, and he has to drag Cong Rong to drink with him, and even force him to drink if he doesn't like it.

Who can bear this?

Seeing that Cong Rong denied his expectations without hesitation, Qu Ling pursed his lower lip and moaned pitifully: "Why, yesterday's wine was delicious, and I want to try something else."

Delicious?

All right, different people have different tastes, anyway, I haven't tasted any good ones.

Cong Rong put his hand to his lips, coughed a few times and said seriously: "What do you remember after drinking yesterday?"

For example, he suddenly went crazy and pointed at Bai Yuan and scolded Dai Qingyu, and then he was directly beaten to death with a knife in his hand.

Another example is how Bai Yuan dragged him all the way after unconsciousness before going back to his room.

These will not have any impression at all, will they?

Qu Ling blinked blankly, tilted his head and said, "Did something happen?"

Well, not really at all.

Cong Rong smirked and said, "Then do you remember how you got back to your room?"

"Didn't I walk back by myself?" Qu Ling smacked his cheeks and said, "I just feel a little dizzy after drinking. Could it be Mr. Cong who helped me up?"

Cong Rong glanced at Bai Yuan, and said to Qu Ling in a dignified manner, "That's right, it's us."

Anyway, he had to consolidate his image in front of this little fox first.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced around inadvertently, and seemed to see an indifferent gaze coming from Bai Yuan. Cong Rong pretended not to see it, and still cheerfully said to Qu Ling, "Not only will I help you into the room, I will also help you into the room." I specially took off your shoes and straightened the quilt for you, you have to thank me."

Of course Qu Ling didn't know the real reason and result of what happened, so he believed what he said, and nodded gratefully.After a while, he subtly sensed that something was wrong, and mumbled: "Thank you, my lord... But, when I got up this morning, I didn't cover myself with the quilt, nor did I take off my shoes..."

As soon as he opened his eyes this morning, he saw that he was lying on the bed with his feet turned upside down and rolled into a ball.The entire quilt fell to the ground, and the shoes were intact on his feet.

Cong Rong said kindly and honestly: "That may be the shoes you wore when you sleepwalked in the middle of the night and jumped off the quilt."

Qu Ling said: "But I don't have the habit of sleepwalking..."

Cong Rong said: "It's been there since yesterday."

Qu Ling wondered, "How could this happen?"

Cong Rong explained: "Why can't this happen, it means that your potential has been stimulated!"

Qu Ling: "Ah...?"

Cong Rong: "Ah what?"

"..."

The two talked back and forth, and they chatted inexplicably.

Bai Yuan looked out the window indifferently, never listening to these boring and useless conversations, and didn't want to pay any attention to the other two people in the car.

The sound of horseshoes kept going, and apart from occasional people getting out of the car to go to the latrine for convenience, and buying a few sesame seed cakes at a roadside stall to satisfy their hunger, half a day had passed along the way, but there was even a shadow with the logo of Li'an City nothing.

Coupled with the restlessness in the carriage, Cong Rong didn't mention how bored he was, so he urged the driver: "Can you hurry up, how long will it take to arrive?"

The coachman said in front: "Young master, don't worry, there is still half a day to go."

"There's still half a day left!?" Cong Rong was startled at first, and Zai Zai collapsed on the seat without love, and said dejectedly, "Tired, tired..."

With his hand on Bai Yuan's thigh, Bai Yuan inadvertently frowned slightly, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, he said, "What are you tired of?"

The three of them were all sitting in a carriage, and they didn't need to walk with their own legs, but Cong Rong still put on a decadent posture that seemed to take the whole world away.

Cong Rong said exhaustedly: "Tired."

Bai Yuan was too indifferent, Qu Ling was too gentle.

None of them are material that can get along with him.

Even if they could chat with Qu Ling for a few words, the content of the chat was nothing more than some daily chatter.It was interesting to chat at the beginning, but the two of them didn't like each other, and the chat would gradually turn into an awkward chat later, and it became boring.

At this time, if Mo Yenan was here, they could fight and hurt each other with him. Although it might be a bit annoying, it was better than being silent one after another.

Cong Rong is better at cursing people for that kind of casual chat.Only at this time, the surname Mo will show his true value.

Bai Yuan didn't comment on his tiredness, and said, "Then go to sleep."

Cong Rong rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not a pig, thank you."

Sleeping all day, even pigs don't sleep like this!

"Young Master Cong, just bear with it." Qu Ling reconciled, "It's only half a day, just bear with it."

Cong Rong let out a long sigh, being bored, he rested his chin on his hands and looked at Bai Yuan's face.

Qu Ling has hooked up already, so let's hook up with Bai Yuan now.

Cong Rong's two eyes stared at his side face closely, after about a while, Bai Yuan glanced at him and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"You look good." Cong Rong still held his chin, and said calmly, "Can you put on a special expression, such as trying to get angry at me."

Except for the shallow smile that seems to disappear in the blink of an eye, and the occasional solemn and dignified frown, Bai Yuan almost looks at people with a cold face from the beginning to the end.If he hadn't been like this all the time, Cong Rong would have thought that he had some deep hatred with people all over the world.

Bai Yuan asked indifferently: "Why?"

Cong Rong said curiously: "Just try it for a while, let me see what you look like when you get angry."

Hearing what the two said, Qu Ling said silently: I want to see it too.

Cong Rong had already imagined the ferocious face in his heart, but Bai Yuan just looked at him calmly, and then said: "I never get angry with people."

Cong Rong frowned and said, "You're talking nonsense, you were obviously angry before."

He remembered the time when Bai Yuan firmly held his hand after returning to his room in Qingyin Mountain.

Bai Yuan said: "Then you haven't seen it?"

"It doesn't count." Cong Rong curled his lips and said, "That time you could only be considered angry, not angry. What I want to see is the kind of anger that you can take away the entire carriage!"

After hearing the words, Bai Yuan didn't answer him, but turned his head and continued to look out the window.

Seeing his reaction, Cong Rong supported his forehead, and he knew it would be such a result, so he lowered his head and played with his fingernails.

He was bored for a long time, hesitating secretly in his heart that if the car didn't stop, he would draw his sword against the horse.

Fortunately, the carriage finally stopped at the critical moment when Cong Rong was about to lose his mind.

At this moment, the sky was already gray, and the three people in the car jumped out of the carriage one by one, looking at the tall city wall standing in front of them, above the city gate were engraved with three large characters: Li'an City.

It is full of style!

The coachman left with the carriage, and the three of them walked slowly towards the half-closed city gate.

It seems that recently because of the sacrifice of the phoenix, there are not a few foreign tourists who come to watch, so the guards guarding the gate are only understated, and let them go after a few glances at the three of them.

Just as Cong Rong was about to leave, he heard the guard next to him whisper to him: "The sacrifice will be on the Lihuo platform two days later, don't get lost, you just need to watch from the audience."

He looked over in search of sound, and found that the guard seemed to have said such heartfelt words to every outsider, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much."

Zhengchou doesn't know where it will be held, brother, you are really awesome.

Entering the city, there was a steady flow of people, even though it was late, the preparations for the festival made everyone on the dimly lit streets seem to be busy with their hands.

Seeing these unfamiliar outsiders entering the city, they acted as if they hadn't seen them. It seemed that this was just a very common and trivial matter.

Cong Rong skillfully led the two to a stall, scanned the items in front of him and asked the boss, "Where is Lihuotai?"

The boss replied with a smile on his face: "It's right in front, there is a lot of ostentation there, you can see it at a glance when you walk forward for a while."

"Thank you." Just as Cong Rong was about to turn around, he bumped into a person face to face. Fortunately, Bai Yuan was protecting him so that none of them bumped into the stall behind him.

The woman appeared out of nowhere, extremely fast, and went straight to Cong Rong's direction. After colliding with him, she fell to the ground, sitting on the ground with her eyes straightened, motionless.

Cong Rong thought someone was going to blackmail him, so he couldn't help frowning and asked, "What are you doing?"

The woman looked up at his face, her expression was at a loss, her hands were gesticulating, and she faltered and didn't know what to say.

Cong Rong found that the woman had covered the lower half of her face with a white veil, which was faintly visible, and the subtle eye lines were about thirty years old, but it could only be seen from her eyebrows and eyes that this was once a peerless woman. A dusty and beautiful lady.

Seeing that she was silent, Cong Rong said again: "Girl, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman sitting on the ground suddenly went berserk and grabbed Cong Rong's legs with a pair of sharp nails that hadn't been trimmed for a long time.