Li Yuanhao walked to the convoy, stretched out his finger and pointed to the air, and prevaricated: "I was just blown away, I was dizzy for a while, and after I woke up, the tornado flew over, hehe." ”

Ding Yi touched the bridge of his nose, the reason was strange and convincing.

Liang Xiuxiu snorted heavily, rolled her eyes to the sky, and muttered to herself: "It's shameful to be cute!"

The convoy continued to move forward, Li Yuanhao hid in the carriage, the breath in his body continued to circulate, unimpeded, closed her eyes and stared, she could feel the movement of everything outside the carriage, the high-headed horse blinked his eyes, the snow was floating in the air, and the dark ink-like coagulation in Ding Yi's body was also visible.

Slowly opened her eyes, Li Yuanhao's nose was sour, she knew too well what this congealed breath was, it was a pool of stagnant water, and there was a dark lotus flower in the stagnant water, but Ding Yi's stagnant water was not as hidden as herself, and it was still in a state of slow flow, leaving a glimmer of life.

Lifting the curtain, Li Yuanhao wanted to speak and stopped, Ding Yi turned his head, still with the usual bright smile: "Sister, what's wrong?"

"Don't call me sister!" Li Yuanhao shouted loudly, although he had the intention to guide Ding Yi, but the title of sister, except for Xiuce, she didn't want anyone to call her.

The distant sunset gradually lowered and gradually fell to the other side of the horizon, like a large cake, which was bitten in half and became a semicircle, and the sky gradually became dull and translucent, and the convoy finally arrived at the oasis before it was dark.

The world thinks that the oasis is rare in the desert, in fact, on the grassland, the oasis is even more rare, this oasis in front of you is not only wide, but also gives birth to extremely rare trees on the grassland, through the woods you can vaguely see the lake reflecting the night starlight, a different kind of beauty, refreshing, lingering.

The convoy was placed on the side of the lake, and everyone began to be busy, boiling water and cooking, although he was the son of the Fan family, Fan Yanqiu did not idle down, but rolled up his sleeves, no different from ordinary people, Jian Ning'er was also very diligent, and helped set up the tent, and after a while, he was slightly hot, beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose, he raised his head and wiped it, his eyes showed a little sadness.

Liang Xiuxiu is very lady-like, pinching her waist, standing aside, commanding up and down, shouting three and drinking six, except for one mouth moving, there is no place up and down the body to move, after talking for a long time, her throat is dry, let the little maid on the side pour a cup of tea, take a sip, can't help frowning, and splash a cup of hot tea on the little girl's face: "Why didn't you add honey?!" The little maid didn't dare to speak aggrieved, lowered her head, and wiped her tears.

Not far away, Jian Ning'er frowned, and was about to go forward to comfort the little maid, Li Yuanhao suddenly intervened obliquely and shook his head: "If you are really good to that little maid, it's better not to come forward." ”

Jian Ning'er was slightly surprised, and realized that with Liang Xiuxiu's character, she must be furious when she saw that she took care of the little maid, and the punishment she received afterwards must be more and more serious, she nodded: "More Miss Li reminds me, I almost did something bad with good intentions, otherwise I will really hurt that little girl." ”

Li Yuanhao smiled lightly, turned around and left, and the moment she turned around, she shook her head meaningfully.

The bonfire was lit, on the iron pot rack, Li Yuanhao thought that in the layman, life was miserable, not good food, not warm clothes, until he experienced it himself, he knew that their life was not bad, the food was very good, a big pot of mutton soup was steaming hot to meet him, Li Yuanhao sniffed his nose, praised a real fragrance, his eyes crossed the bonfire, looked into the distance, she seemed to see Chen Luoyan standing not far away, with a smile on her face, and kept smiling at her.

"Miss Li, let's have a bowl of mutton soup!" I don't know when, Fan Yanqiu handed over a bowl of milky mutton soup.

Li Yuanhao said thank you in a low voice, took a sip of mutton soup, there was no taste of mutton, the entrance was mellow, but she sighed in her heart, Chen Luoyan once said that the essence of mutton soup is the taste of mutton. At first, Li Yuanhao scoffed at this, snorting coldly, and when Chen Luoyan brought a bowl of mutton soup to her, she tasted it in one bite and almost swallowed her tongue.

In just two years, Chen Luoyan raised Li Yuanhao's mouth very tightly, according to Chen Luoyan's theory: "If you want to tie a man's heart, you must first tie her stomach, which is also applicable to women." Li Yuanhao retorted: "Nonsense, how can the innocent emotions of men and women be summed up by the desire of the tongue." Chen Luoyan replied: "I didn't say it, it was Zhang Ailing who said it." Li Yuanhao sneered: "Hmph, there is the word love in the name, and it is not good at first glance." As she spoke, she lowered her head and took a sip of the delicious mutton soup, and couldn't help but admire in her heart that it was so delicious! Chen Luoyan secretly showed a treacherous smile that had succeeded in her conspiracy, and it was really suitable for women as well.

Tearing open a small piece of bun and throwing it into the mutton soup, Li Yuanhao drank it shallowly, unconsciously into a trance, until Ding Yi on the side pulled her sleeve and looked up, Liang Xiuxiu danced in the field, like a flower butterfly with an open screen, which attracted everyone's continuous applause.

I don't know who started first, someone stood up and started dancing, and then more and more people joined, circling around the bonfire, Li Yuanhao couldn't resist Ding Yi, and also got up and danced.

Under the moonlight, everything seems so beautiful!

After late at night, everyone went into the tent to rest, Li Yuanhao lay down and slept, and Old Man Huang's broken sword was by his side.

The sound of the bang kept ringing, a figure opened the tent, his eyes swept over the tents, along the lake, towards the distance, Li Yuanhao slowly opened his eyes, and without looking, he knew the identity of the other party - Jian Ning'er.

At night, on the vast wasteland desert, leaving alone, there must be some ulterior secrets, thinking about it, people have secrets, Li Yuanhao did not have the extra mood and energy to peek into other people's privacy, and slowly closed his eyes.

Jian Ning'er had just left, Liang Xiuxiu's tent also made a rustling sound, a head exposed to the tent, where was there still the brutal simplicity of the day, only the cunning of the world was left, and an inexplicable smile appeared on her face, she said to the little maid beside her: "This Jian Ning'er really has a ghost in her heart, hum, let you die on the grassland and be eaten by wolves." ”

The little maid who was only submissive during the day was also timid, and there was more playfulness in her eyes: "Miss, it's better to kill her now!"