There is no official road from Xiaotang Town to Ningbo City, only two country roads. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

One is the horse road of Ningjin Eighteen Gangs, and there are green forests and horses in the ten ridges and eight hills.

The other is the cargo road of Xianjian Villa.

Feng Xiaoxiao is a road idiot, just met an old shepherd, asked which road to Ningbo City is the closest, the old man pointed to the horse road, the horse road is faster than the cargo road a day's trip, of course, that is under the premise of a horse Pingchuan.

hurriedly thanked him, Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly set up the carriage and hurried away, and Han Dasha trembled in pain on the carriage.

"Dasha, if you endure it any longer, you will soon arrive in Ningbo City, and the Guigu Divine Doctor there will definitely be able to heal you." Feng Xiaoxiao looked back at Han Dasha, who was tossing and turning in pain on the carriage, and comforted him.

The carriage drove more than twenty miles, and it was bumpy all the way.

"Water...... Water ......" Han Dasha made a faint sound.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked back and saw Han Dasha's face was fiery red, and the car board was wet, thinking that Han Dasha must have flowed out all the water in his body through sweat, but this trip was in a hurry, let alone water, and he didn't even bring a piece of paper.

"Dasha, bear with me, it's coming." Feng Xiaoxiao could only say comfortingly, she was anxious and annoyed, anxious about why this Ningbo City was not there, and why was she so tired of this chivalrous righteousness, when she was on the mountain, she always listened to the old thief boasting about how majestic the chivalrous righteousness was, but how did she think that it was better to bully a group of wild monkeys on the mountain.

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but want to throw Han Dasha in this desolate place, thinking that he was a fool anyway, and if he died, he would die.

But thinking of the scene of Han Dasha swearing to protect the statue of Qingquan Ancestor in Xiaotang Town, I feel that Han Dasha is affectionate and righteous, and he can't bear it in his heart, when he went down the mountain, he promised the thief old man that he would never return to the mountain if he couldn't make a name for himself, if he left Han Dasha back, he would definitely be teased by the thief old man, and then it would become a boring life for the wild monkey to bully the thief old man, the thief old man to bully her, and she to bully the wild monkey.

Alas!

With a light sigh, Feng Xiaoxiao turned her head.

Drive!

A heavy whip on the scrawny horse's back.

Hiss!

The thin horse neighed and galloped away in the dust.

The carriage drove for fifty miles, and Feng Xiaoxiao had already seen the city wall of Ningbo City from a distance, and the tense heartstrings were slightly relaxed.

"Dasha, hold on, I have already seen the walls of Ningbo City."

After a while, Feng Xiaoxiao felt that something was wrong, and looked back violently, chuckling in her heart, where was there Han Dasha's shadow on the carriage, Feng Xiaoxiao secretly said that it was broken, thinking that it must have been a stone pressed when he was passing through the lonely hill just now, and Han Dasha must have fallen there.

Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly turned the head of the car and rushed to the lonely hill, anxious.

Sure enough, before he arrived at the Lonely Gang, he saw Han Dasha lying on the ground.

Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly flew off the horse and ran towards Han Dasha.

"Dasha, are you alright?" Feng Xiaoxiao looked worried, and hurriedly squatted down to check if Han Dasha was injured.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Qianqianyu's hand touched Han Dasha's arm, there was a chill in his heart, and a cold meaning spread from his fingers all over his body.

"Xiaoxiao, cold...... ...... cold," Han Dasha said in a trembling and weak voice.

Feng Xiaoxiao's heart trembled, thinking that this Han Dasha could still remember his name in this situation.

"Dasha, hold on for a while, it's almost time to Ningbo City."

How to help Han Dasha into the carriage made Feng Xiaoxiao worried, and wrapped seven or eight layers of linen cloth around her hands, but she could still feel the coldness in her heart.

Finally helped Han Dasha into the carriage, Feng Xiaoxiao squatted on the ground, her lips were shivering with cold, and her legs were so cold that she almost lost consciousness.

A gust of spring breeze blows, which is refreshing and comfortable, but it feels like someone has splashed cold water on a winter day.

Ahh

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sneeze, and suddenly she felt a little weird, and just as she wanted to stand up, more than a dozen iron guns had already appeared in front of her.

Feng Xiaoxiao saw that there were more than 100 people in this group, all dressed brightly dressed, full of style, not like mountain bandits, but some like serious people on the rivers and lakes.

"Sect Master Zhuo, it seems that I have good luck today, I caught two, both of them are melon babies whose hair has not yet grown." One of them, a burly man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and thick body hair, grinned and held a broad-bladed axe.

"Don't make a noise, these things we have done are not a glorious thing, do you still want the heroes of the world to know?" The person who spoke was slender and magnificent, holding a cyan sword, which should be the so-called sect master surnamed Zhuo in the mouth of the burly man.

"Sect Master Zhuo, we don't have a way to do this, when we find a way to get rid of this damn disease, I will definitely chop that old thief's hair with my own hands." The burly man shouted loudly, raising the broad-bladed axe in his hand as he spoke.

"Zhang Mangfu, don't talk nonsense, and then talk nonsense to cut off your pig tongue that doesn't know the depths." The sect master surnamed Zhuo shouted angrily.

The burly man knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly buried his head and did not dare to say anything more.

"Who are you, let me go quickly, or you won't be able to eat and walk around." Feng Xiaoxiao shouted.

"Little baby is so big, I want to see how you make grandpa I can't eat and walk around." The burly man said in a rough voice.

The sect master surnamed Zhuo glared at the burly man and said, "Girl, being so rude today is really a helpless move for us, and I hope the girl can understand our hardships." ”

"I understand your size, what are you helpless, I think you are a group of bandits, hooligans, bandits, demons, thieves, and wicked people." Feng Xiaoxiao scolded, and said all the words she knew to describe bad people.

The sect master surnamed Nazhuo was not only not angry when he was scolded, but his face turned red, thinking that it was because of shame.

But the burly man also said: "Little baby, I didn't expect that he was not young, but he was very articulate, and then he said nonsense that grandpa cooked you to drink." ”

Of course, the burly man said this to scare Feng Xiaoxiao, but Feng Xiaoxiao took it seriously, when she was on the mountain, she heard the old thief say that there are wicked people who specialize in eating human flesh under the mountain, Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but look at the appearance of the burly man, his complexion was dark, his appearance was hideous, and he had a black and thick body hair, presumably because he had eaten a lot of human flesh to become like this.

Feng Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she hurriedly curled up, her eyes rolled and pointed at Han Dasha and said, "Black man, you have the ability to eat him." ”

"You think I wouldn't dare." The burly man thought that Feng Xiaoxiao was deliberately provoking him, but he was not excited, and stretched out his tiger claws to grab Han Dasha's shoulder.

"Oops!"

I saw that the burly man's tiger claws had just touched Han Dasha and shrank back.

"What's the matter, Zhang Mangfu, could it be that there are still weirdness in this young baby?" A beautiful man in the crowd with a folding fan in his hand smiled.

"It's really weird." The burly man palpitated, and the coldness on his palm spread to his whole body with just one breath, and the feeling of falling into an ice cellar made him unable to describe it in words.

"Zhang Mangfu, you can't be frightened by that disease, what weirdness can he have as a weak and sick young baby, is it covered with thorns."

"You Zhifeng, don't talk bullshit, aren't you afraid of that disease." The burly man rubbed his hands together and said.

The beautiful man with a folding fan was choked by this vulgar and reckless man's words, the disease was really terrible, otherwise a group of them would not have done this shameless deed by the Jianghu people in order to relieve the disease.

"Okay, since we've caught someone, let's hurry up and hit the road, otherwise the disease will attack, and we will all be in the wilderness." The sect master surnamed Zhuo said.

Everyone nodded, and they could see that the group of people was afraid of the disease to the core.

Feng Xiaoxiao was a little confused when she heard this, and she became more and more curious about the disease, what was it that could make this group of five-foot-tall men scared to such an extent.

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