"Bastard, you seemed to be very dragged just now!"

At this time, Huaiying was trembling and sitting on the stone bench, while Mo Wushuang was rubbing his delicate neck with a horizontal knife, looking like a real assassin. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Eh! Death, death, death! Peerless girl, listen to my explanation! ”

"I was walking with you just now when I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my stomach, so I wanted to come back and hurry up to make it easier, after all, people have three urgencies, and this thing can't be slackened at all!"

Huaiying's explanation made Mo Wushuang feel that there was some truth, and then he let go of Huaiying's neck and sat aside.

"To tell you the truth, if you solve it in the woods, I can treat it as if I didn't see it."

"Peerless girl, how big your nerves are! I'm a man, anyway! Huaiying hid her face and wept.

"Huh, man?" Mo Wushuang's eyebrows were raised, recalling the previous period of depressed history, and looking at Huaiying's gaze was obviously a little unpleasant.

"That's right, you dare to pull out a gun in front of me......"

"Wushuang girl, please forgive me, you are no longer saved......" Huaiying sighed and saw that Mo Wushuang had an unseen jade pendant pinned to his waist, but he didn't care......

A hustle and bustle has passed, and another long-awaited event has arrived.

After two sleepless nights again, Huaiying, who wore dark circles under her eyes, was forced to usher in the long-awaited Guqiao Nalan Festival with Mo Wushuang in the hazy autumn rain.

Although the festival of the Tang Dynasty is not as luxurious as Mo Wushuang's previous life, the unique ancient charm is deeply rooted in the picture scroll of the times.

Just like the red paper candles on both sides of the bluestone street, the red paper candles reflect various food stalls and other strange small things, and the bustling oil-paper umbrellas float on the bluestone street, which really adds a touch of vitality to the ancient bridge town.

Mo Wushuang, as a person who has crossed over, has no mobile phone, no computer, no network, and in addition to practicing martial arts every day to relieve boredom, it can be said that this is one of the few days when she can vent her psychological pressure.

"Peerless girl, slow down, you're my guard!"

Huaiying regretted agreeing to Mo Wushuang's request to come out to play, but he didn't know that the moment he came to the street, Mo Wushuang was like a wild dog that had escaped into the crowd, and disappeared completely without a single wave......

Rather, this guard can only be described as heartless......

"Wushuang girl, I heard a few days ago that you were ordered to be the guard of an eldest prince, is it really okay for you to run to me here to rub barbecue and leave people behind?"

On the street surrounded by crowds, Mo Wushuang was feasting on the honey and bacon on the plate, and replied vaguely in his spare time: "Since childhood, Guqiao Town has been a place with simple folk customs, and no one picked up a copper plate thrown on the ground, what is he afraid of as a big man?" ”

Saying that, he crossed his feet and asked for another plate, and it looked like Mo Wushuang was still quite tired of a boy like Huaiying.

"In addition, Uncle Zheng, let me tell you, if it weren't for the guilt I felt when I accidentally smashed him, just because that bastard always stared at me with a look that could not be carved on rotten wood, he would have been tied up into a ball by me and thrown into the river!"

The shopkeeper knew the truth of not messing with Mo Wushuang, and watched the autumn rain in the Nalan Festival gradually get bigger, but when he turned around to get the umbrella, he saw a familiar shadow on Mo Wushuang's waist.

"Isn't this the old mayor's jade pendant? Why is it wrapped around your waist now? ”

Hearing this, Mo Wushuang shook the red spike of the jade pendant and said with a smile: "I picked it up in the Phoenix Forest two days ago, and I will return it to the old mayor when I see him again." ”

The boss nodded to understand what Mo Wushuang meant, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar white-faced boy being pushed to a dead end by two big men in red robes at the end of the misty alley, and then raised his hand to signal Mo Wushuang to look over.

"Wushuang girl, in fact, I don't think our Guqiao Town is as simple as you think, just like just now two big men kidnapped that Huaiying Gongzi......"

When Mo Wushuang heard this, the movement of his palm finally stopped, and then he hurriedly turned around to see a shadow in a red robe turn around and disappear.

"Don't do this, what you just said will be slapped in the face in seconds!"

Looking back at the bluestone street that had not been swam for most of the time, this little girl shrugged helplessly after thinking about it. "Whatever!"

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Mo Wushuang didn't notice, the person who had just captured Huaiying was the familiar Zoroastrian, and at this time, he had pushed the weak Huaiying to a dead end and surrounded him with another companion.

Huaiying didn't know how many times he had scolded Mo Wushuang in his heart, but even if the girl didn't leave, he didn't think it could play any role, after all, Huaiying of these two people just now was really in his eyes.

"The level of second-rate martial artists in the rivers and lakes, although it is not particularly strong, but it can be regarded as a character who can be vertical and horizontal in this acre and three points of land."

The sackcloth in his mouth was torn off by the Zoroastrians, and Huaiying lowered his eyebrows and swept the faces of the two men, and then took a deep breath.

"Xiaosheng just came out to play around the Nalan Festival of the ancient bridge, what are the two heroes doing with me?"

The two disciples smiled at each other. "Little scholar, we don't talk darkly, who are you Yan Liben, the current prime minister of Chang'an, the capital of God!"

"Stranger, I'm just a scholar who hasn't gone to Shendu to take the exam." Huaiying's eyes flashed, obviously not very good at hiding her fluctuating emotions.

"Yesterday, the two of us saw you in the Phoenix Forest sneaking around in the forest with that Mo girl, if you say that you don't have any intention in Guqiao Town, the ghosts don't believe it!"

"She's my best friend, can't the two of us play field battles?"

"Just you? You still want to move her when she looks thin? ”

After that, the cultist sneered and threw out a stiff letter falcon from his sleeve, and Huai Ying fixed his eyes on the communication falcon that he had reported to the divine capital the night before!

"Master, the Phoenix Forest has been investigated, and there is indeed something wrong in the forest, but unfortunately the head of the ink catcher is not in the town, so I ask the teacher to send someone to help!"

The note burned in the palms of the disciples, and Huaiying's eyes only saw the faces of the two disciples gradually darkening.

"It seems that I still think things are too simple, but can you two look at the thin side of my dying man and reveal a thing or two about what Zoroastrianism is going to do, so that Huaiying can be a ghost on the road."

The trembling corners of Huaiying's mouth caused the two disciples to look at each other, and then held a knife against Huaiying's delicate neck. "Think beautifully! If you really want to know, ask Hades yourself! ”

Huaiying's face was gloomy, and he just wanted to shout for rescue but unexpectedly, a red shadow flashed in from the entrance of the alley, and before the two Zoroastrians could react, Huaiying was already protected by a red paper umbrella!

"Who's coming?" The two of them hurriedly turned around, but saw that it was a young girl holding a horizontal knife and tasting a string of candy people, looking at the two of them with a playful face.

"You two are bold enough! Dare to blatantly abduct a good family in Guqiao Town... Little white face, is it really my temporary head catcher in Guqiao Town to be an ornament! ”

Mo Wushuang's posture was not small, but unexpectedly, the two Zoroastrians looked at each other and laughed.

"Who should we be here, it turns out to be the 'little witch' in the town!"

"Little doll, hand over the man behind you to us, the two of us can spare you this time in the face of the past, and from now on, your daily life in Guqiao Town has nothing to do with my Zoroastrianism, and you still honestly replace your father as this temporary head catcher!"

As soon as the wind rose, Mo Wushuang pointed directly at the direction of the Zoroastrians, but his originally delicate eyebrows showed a rare hint of anger!

"Robbing people right under my nose, do you think I'm going to let you go?"

Fingertips gently swept over the blade of the horizontal blade, rippling a crisp hum echoing through the cold rain alley, and Mo Wushuang's knife seemed to be waiting for a battle to come.

"In addition, although I don't usually do it, if someone underestimates me, it's really a little uncomfortable!"