If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Feng Xiu hurriedly swallowed the half of the steamed stuffed bun in his hand in two or three mouthfuls, looking like a starved ghost reincarnated.

A third expression besides coldness and shyness finally appeared on Jing Yilan's face, anger.

He grabbed the wind sleeve and forced to ask: "Where is Xueyue?"

Fengxiu's Adam's apple moved up and down, swallowing the bun into his stomach.He said to Jing Yilan: "It's sold."

"Slaughterhouse, circus troupe, whatever, I don't know where to sell it, maybe it's not necessarily if I'm eaten now..." He just felt a gust of wind hit his face, and he slapped him on the ground. his face.

He was stunned for a while, and it took him a while to feel the pain, half of his head was buzzing, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He rubbed the place where he had been beaten, feeling it slowly swell under his hands.

He also looks like a rabbit on weekdays, and he only dared to curse secretly in the Nanfeng Pavilion, but maybe he had suffered too much in the past two days, and he had been terrified and frightened to no avail, so he was also stubborn Get up and say to Jing Yilan: "If you kill me, kill me, what can you do to me?"

Jing Yilan lifted his collar and was so angry that she almost touched him again.

Feng Xiu raised his face, looking completely unafraid.

Jing Yilan was short of breath, grabbed him and walked outside.

"Find it for me, if you can't find it, you don't even want to live."

Feng Xiu shrank his neck, finally feeling a little scared.

But he definitely wouldn't tell him where he threw the horse, so under Jing Yilan's order, he ran almost all over the town's slaughterhouses, horse farms, and circus troupes, but he couldn't find the horse. horse.

At dusk, Jing Yilan finally gave up searching and stood at the corner of the street, letting the cold wind blow his clothes.

Feng Xiu covered his neck with both hands, for fear that this master would really kill him with a sword.

Jing Yilan stood in a daze for a while, then suddenly sneered, and said to Feng Xiu: "You let it go."

Feng Xiu just didn't know what to do, his eyes widened in a daze.

Jing Yilan said: "If it's a racecourse, seeing such a good horse, I will definitely estimate a good price before selling it. If it's a circus troupe, then Xueyue should still be there. If it's a slaughterhouse, even if I kill it, I will definitely sell it. Leave the bit and the bridle."

Listening to his analysis, Feng Xiu could only laugh apologetically.

Jing Yilan immediately let go of what was raised, and he said: "If you let it go, let it go, anyway, Xueyue has human nature, so she will find her by herself. Come with me to the horse farm."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care whether Feng Xiu agreed or not, grabbed him and pulled him towards the racecourse.

Seeing how rich he was in the restaurant, Feng Xiu thought he was only rich, but now that he bought a new horse without any distress, he just felt that he had to add a "very rich horse" in front of the rich. "Character.

This horse was found by Jing Yilan after searching the entire racecourse. When he bought it, he didn't know whether it had a nose or an eye, and he hated it so much.

Feng Xiu didn't know how to pick a horse, so he felt that the horse was fat and strong and should be able to run.

And Jing Yilan has seen too many good horses on a daily basis, so he really doesn't have much interest in this kind of ordinary horse.

When Feng Xiu walked out the door, he heard him say in a low voice: "That's all."

Come on, add "eyes above the top" in front of very rich.

Jing Yilan bought a horse and a bundle of rope along the way.Feng Xiu didn't know what the rope was used for at first, until Jing Yilan tied his hands up.Jing Yilan sat on the horse, dragged the other end of the rope, and dragged the wind sleeve to walk forward.

Before, at any rate, he could still sit on a horse, but now even this only favor is gone.

Feng Xiu had a bitter face, thinking what kind of evil he had done.

Still in the city, it's not easy for the horse to gallop wildly, but Jing Yilan specially made the horse go faster, and dragged the young man forward staggeringly.He watched the man trot to keep up, looking miserable, and his face finally looked better.

The wind sleeve was tied by the rope, and he couldn't get rid of it. He felt that he was like a dog in the eyes of the man on the horse, being slipped by others.

He just ate half of a steamed stuffed bun whole, and he didn't even have time to taste the meat.While running, he raised his head and said to him: "Hero Leng Bingbing, we haven't finished that dish yet, why don't we go back and wrap it up and eat it on the way?"

Jing Yilan didn't even look at him, and said coldly: "It's all over by that fight, what else can I eat."

Feng Xiu heard that they were so reckless, he was very sad.

Jing Yilan didn't have time to pay attention to his expression, and dragged him to continue walking.

"Hero, it's getting dark, why are you still going outside, are you going to sleep in the wild again?" Feng Xiu said.

"Don't try to play any more tricks. You can stay wherever I tell you to stay. If you continue to babble, I will cut your tongue." He threatened aloud.

Feng Xiu covered his mouth, looking terrified.As a result, he was pulled by the man on the horse and almost fell again.

He hurriedly followed, quite dissatisfied and said: "When others call you a hero, why do you call for beating and killing? Don't the heroes now rob the rich and help the poor, instead of killing people and setting fire?"

Jing Yilan let him make noise, she remained still.

Fengxiu talked for a long time, but he didn't reply to the last sentence after talking dry.He glanced at the water bag on Jing Yilan's waist, thinking that he would not drink water for himself, so he obediently shut up without asking for trouble.

He calmed down for a while, but Jing Yilan felt a little abnormal.He looked up at him immediately there, and looked away as if he had seen something unclean.

It is natural to sleep in the wild at night.

Jing Yilan threw him into the forest and asked him to gather firewood.

Seeing his appearance, Feng Xiu thought he was going to leave, so she prepared to sneak away.But who would have thought that the cold swordsman seemed to have eyes behind him, he looked at him as soon as he moved, his eyes were like knives, and cut him to the core.

He was afraid of this master, so he didn't dare to think of running away, so he obediently picked up firewood.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Jing Yilan walked into the depths.

Jing Yilan's martial arts are so strong, it's easy for him to catch a pheasant or two.He followed the sound of the water to find the river, shaved and washed the two chickens he caught, and picked some edible wild fruits.

When Feng Xiu was gathering firewood, Jing Yilan also came out from the woods.

Jing Yilan instructed him to set up the firewood pile, and when he finished his work, he took out the flint and lit the dry firewood.

Seeing the two pheasant corpses at his feet, Feng Xiu swallowed unwillingly.

Jing Yilan stuffed the washed wild fruit into the chicken's belly, pulled out a knife from his waist to clean the two firewood, skewered the pheasant, and set it on the fire to roast.

Fengxiu smelled the roasted aroma and felt a little hungry.He was afraid that this great god would not give him food, so he hurriedly said with a shy face: "Hero, there is... one of them is mine, right?"

Jing Yilan glanced at him, feeling that he was really spineless, and he made such a gesture just for such a small meal.So he deliberately said: "I want to eat two for each person."

Hearing the words, Feng Xiu let out a muffled oh, stood up and was about to walk into the woods.

"Then I'll go find something to eat."

The corners of Jing Yilan's mouth curled up slightly, and she couldn't help but want to laugh, but she restrained her smile before Feng Xiu looked over.

"No need, sit down."

When Feng Xiu heard his words, he was very happy as if he heard some wonderful song.

The appearance of him sitting obediently waiting for food with his hands tied is not annoying, Jing Yilan glanced at him, only then realized that this young man is actually not very old.

Feng Xiu found that he was looking at herself, and looked towards him.

Jing Yilan withdrew her gaze and concentrated on watching the pheasant on the fire.

Although he ran with this person for almost two days, Feng Xiu really didn't know what this person was going to do to capture him.Seeing that the hero seemed to be in a good mood, he boldly asked, "Hero, where are you taking me?"

Jing Yilan turned the two pheasants over with the wooden stick in his hand, opened his lips and said two words: "Shengjing."

Sure enough.Fengxiu secretly said.

"What kind of person can invite a hero like you? Nie Rujiu?" he asked.

Jing Yilan picked up the ashes at the bottom, waited until the fire was burning again, and then replied: "Yes."

It turned out that Nie Rujiu was still there.Feng Xiu didn't know what to say for a while.The last time he saw Nie Rujiu was five years ago, and later he was sent away by Leng Qiangrong, and he never saw him again since then.

He bit his lip, let go, and asked again: "Then you killed me last time, was it also Nie Rujiu who asked you to come?"

Jing Yilan said: "I did it myself."

The same answer as last time, but Feng Xiu would not believe his nonsense.

"They want to catch me and kill me again. Since when did I become so popular? Could someone buy my life? How much?"

Jing Yilan didn't bother to answer now, he saw that the pheasant was almost roasted, so he tore off a chicken leg and threw it on the wind sleeve leg.

Feng Xiu was originally sitting cross-legged, and the chicken leg was falling on his clothes.When he saw something to eat, he didn't care to continue arguing with Jing Yilan, so he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

Jing Yilan took a wooden stick, slowly tore off a piece of chicken, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Feng Xiu ate too fast and burned his mouth, jumping up and down like a monkey.He felt happy when he saw it, and a three-point smile appeared in his eyes.

Feng Xiu looked over at him, the flames flickered and imprinted on Jing Yilan's face, which actually made the swordsman's face less cold.He watched it twice over and over again, and found that the swordsman was quite handsome.It's a pity that Bai has such a handsome face, but he is a ruthless king of Hades.

After eating a chicken leg, he was still not full, so he looked longingly at the remaining ones in Jing Yilan's hands.

Jing Yilan had already quickly killed a pheasant, seeing him looking at her like a dog begging for food, she was a little speechless.He tore off half of the chicken and threw it to him.

Feng Xiu accepted it with a smile, and ate the half of the chicken by the fire.The chicken is mixed with the fragrance of fruit. Although no salt is added, it has a special taste.

After he finished eating, he wiped his mouth. When he saw a water bag next to him, he took it directly, unscrewed the lid and drank it.

When Jing Yilan found out, he had already drunk more than half of it.

"You!" Jing Yilan was always fond of cleanliness, when he touched her drinking water bag, she immediately felt a little disgusted.

Feng Xiu handed him the water bag in a daze, and said to him: "I'm sorry, I'm a little thirsty, I didn't touch my mouth, don't be so disgusted..."

Jing Yilan didn't answer him, and walked away with a cold face.

Feng Xiu watched his leaving back, and muttered to himself: "Tsk, what's wrong."

At night Jing Yilan slept on a tree branch, while Feng Xiu slept on the grass.

There were mosquitoes on the grass, and Fengxiu was bitten several times.Every time he wakes up, he sees the old god Jing Yilan is there, as if he is not afraid of falling off.

Being a hero is really troublesome, and you have to maintain your demeanor all the time.Thinking of this, Feng Xiu covered her head with the coat on her body, and fell asleep again.

Although letting go of Jing Yilan's horse made the two of them slow down a little, it still didn't shake Jing Yilan's determination to take him back to Shengjing.

Feng Xiu was tied by him with a rope, although he didn't know what he wanted to catch him for, but he also knew that the person who came was not good, and it was definitely not a good thing.

He decided to pry open the mouth of the stuffy gourd to see what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

On the second day, the two went to a new market town, and Jing Yilan happened to be going to buy a new water bladder, so he took him there to settle down.

This town is more than double the size of the previous one, with a larger place and more people.

Feng Xiu was sitting at a roadside stall eating wontons, and while eating, he heard someone talking next to him.

"I heard that Ge Yuhe was invited to Shengjing, saying that he was going to treat the sixth young master of the Leng family. The sixth young master of the Leng family knows him, and he is also known as the one who is known as the duo of the piano and flute with the young prince Nie. .”

"I know, I know, it's the one named Leng Fengying, hasn't he been blind for many years, and Dr. Ge should be invited to treat his eyes."

"Yes, if it is cured well, it should be a good thing."

Feng Xiu gurgled down the soup, turned his head and said to Jing Yilan who was eating a bowl of noodles very gracefully: "Do you know Leng Fengying, he is my brother. Leng Bingbing hero, let's fight Discuss, you let me go, and then you go to Leng Fengying and ask him to give you money."

Jing Yilan continued to eat noodles extremely coldly, as if she didn't hear what he said.

"Leng Bingbing hero." Feng Xiu had no choice but to shout again.

Jing Yilan abided by the etiquette norms of not talking when eating or sleeping, and said to him after finishing the bowl of noodles: "I don't want money, and I won't let you go, and you don't have to tell me this or that, anyway, you Yes, I'm going to the Leng Mansion."

"Huh?" Feng Xiu asked in surprise, "You want to take me to Leng Mansion?"

As he spoke, he actually laughed, and said to him: "Could it be that old man Leng Qiangrong finally remembered me and asked you to take me back to recognize my ancestors?"

Leng Qiangrong is Leng Fengying's father, Jing Yilan loves Leng Fengying, so naturally he doesn't like him calling him "old stuff".

"You're thinking too much," he said.

"Why is that?" Feng Xiu was aroused by him, and hurriedly asked.

Jing Yilan took out an ingot of broken silver from her pocket and put it on the table, stood up, and called Feng Xiu to leave.

But Fengxiu was relentless, and said to him: "Could it be that Leng Fengying's illness is incurable, and he asked me to go back to mourn?"

His words can be regarded as stabbing a hornet's nest thoroughly, Jing Yilan turned around, grabbed the hem of his clothes and shouted: "Who dares you to curse him like that."