"What? Want me to go to the border? In the Transsonic Pavilion, Jin Huang's roar shook the thick soil on the beams of the house and fell straight down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Jin Huang at this time, she has gone through many experiences, not the little girl who will be blinded by Xue Lie's words at the beginning, except for the pavilion master and a few elders in the Cloud Pavilion, she is the most valuable in silver. is also qualified to rely on the old and sell the old, pick and choose the task, and Jin Huang really feels a headache for this kind of thing running to the border in the winter.

What yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, what is said to be unclothed, and the same robe with the son, those beautiful sentences, or leave it to the literati and ink writers to wear fox coats and sit on the stove in the study to be happy. Since his debut, he has only been to the border once, and the task that time was Jin merchant Zhang Fuqing, but the family was rushed to an unknown place in the chaos, and the task was not completed in the end, which is really a thorn in the heart. Fortunately, the employer is Zhang Fuqing's opponent in the mall, as long as Zhang Fuqing disappears, no matter how he disappears, it will be the same for him. So he still paid the money on time and in full, but Jin Huang was laughed at by the people in the cabinet, and this one came over and said: "It's so lucky, you don't have to do anything and there is silver." The one walked over and said, "I don't have to practice with my life, maybe my target will be lost in the chaos, haha." "It's obviously an accident, but it seems that Jin Huang is all based on luck, and he doesn't know how to learn.

"Although Jin Huang is indeed poor in level and lazy, it is really not her problem this time." At Jin Huang's request, the pavilion master took it very seriously to summarize the issue of the missing target being considered the completion of the task. It's better not to say it, after listening to the pavilion master's words, Jin Huang only felt that the green tendons on his forehead jumped.

In order to no longer be truthful, Jin Huang really got up and slept on the fifth watch, and practiced extremely diligently, and he had never been so serious when he was in the main courtyard. In the first few days, everyone said that she was just temporary, Xue Lie also touched her head to see if she had a fever, and some people even made a private bet that she would show her original form in a few days and continue to eat and wait for death.

The people who bet were very disappointed, the snow had melted away and the willow buds were spitting cui, and it was another year when the lotus was red, Jin Huang still insisted on practicing hard, she really had some talent, and several tasks were completed very successfully. There are more and more people who want her to execute, and the pavilion master sees it in his eyes and is happy in his heart.

Early in the morning of this day, Jin Huang stepped into the Chuanyin Pavilion and received the task, which was not seen by the task list, and he almost vomited blood when he saw it. Who doesn't know that the border war is tight at this time, and he runs there only because he thinks his life is long.

"Aren't you skilled, invincible, and taking the head of a general among the ten thousand armies is like picking up something. According to the old man, if Huaxiong faced you back then, I was afraid that before the glass of wine was full, you would have cut off his head, hehe. Uncle Zhao stroked his beard and smiled very sincerely.

Jin Huang knocked on his forehead and said helplessly: "Uncle Zhao, do you know what it means to be difficult to fly with wings?" Even if a person has hands and eyes to the sky, in the chaos of the army, he has been trampled into meat sauce. Ten thousand enemies or something, that refers to the marshal, not really a fool to fight alone with 10,000 people. You always mention to me what Changban Slope, Cao Mengde is reluctant to let go of the arrow, otherwise a thousand Zhao Yun will also become hedgehogs, I am a person who no one loves and no one loves, shoot someone with such an arrow, a life, that can't be rowed. ”

Seeing that she said so much like a popping bean, Uncle Zhao smiled: "This is the order of the hall master, except for you, don't think about the second person." ”

The hall master, the hall master of the Moon Black Hall, only sees him once a year, and in Jin Huang's heart, he is almost a legendary figure. He has always said the same, if he disobeys the order, Jin Huang remembered the miserable screams of those people in the torture hall, and couldn't help but tremble slightly. Uncle Zhao looked at her and persuaded her with kind words: "You just go, it's not a big deal, it's not easy to make a name for yourself in the Cloud Pavilion, don't make the hall master unhappy for this little thing." Jin Huang's hand hidden in his sleeve gradually clenched into a fist, and he tried to soften his voice: "Then why didn't Lin Dun go?" He is the patriarch of the Cloud Pavilion, and he is very powerful. Uncle Zhao shook his head and sighed: "Lin Dun, it's really amazing, when the Cloud Pavilion Lord asked him to go to help you, he shook his words on the spot: 'Even if the Heavenly King Laozi asks me to go, I won't go.'" But he has the means, and every time there is a difficult task, he can take it, can you? ”

Jin Huang's fingernails pierced deep into the flesh, but she didn't expect that she thought she could do whatever she wanted, and she didn't want to face a big event but still had to be at the mercy of others, she endured the anger in her heart, and smiled at Uncle Zhao: "Okay, I'll clean it up and set off immediately." "Well, that's right." Seeing that she finally relented, Uncle Zhao was also very happy.

Jin Huang reluctantly smiled at Uncle Zhao, gave a salute, and turned to leave. No matter how much resentment there is in my heart, I have to swallow it back.

On the day of departure, it was the thirty-eighth day of continuous rain in the capital, and the gloomy sky, just like Jin Huang's mood at this time, the old man at the door would say a sentence when everyone who performed the task went out: "Come back safely." ”

The oil-paper umbrella in her hand seemed to be too small, and as soon as she went out, a gust of wind blew obliquely, and the rain was like pouring a basin of water on her head, making her half soaked. Standing at the foot of the stairs stunned for a moment, the old man said: "Miss Jin, there is a long way ahead, go back and change your clothes and pick up a coat before leaving?" Jin Huang didn't move, and after a long time, he slowly turned around, looked at the familiar gate and the kind old man, and curtstomy: "No need, Master Zhou, wearing dry clothes or wet clothes is a death, let's save some effort for Aunt Qi." ”

"Hey, the little girl's family, why are you depressed, spit quickly."

Jin Huang suddenly felt better again: "If the spitting nail villain is so useful, I bought two cars of villains early in the morning, just write the target name, more worry-free." Hehe. With that, he bounced and left.

Looking at her distant back, Zhou Ye leaned on a broom and sighed heavily.

It was raining in several neighboring towns, and God seemed to have been poked into a big hole, and nine out of ten households complained that their clothes were not dry, and even the blue-gray city wall bricks seemed to have been soaked by the rain, and a thick layer of moss grew. Although it has passed the Flower Dynasty Festival, the continuous rain makes the winter cold cover everyone's body, the weather can really affect people's hearts, and the people who have to go out have the corners of their mouths hanging, frowning, as if they all have debts that cannot be paid off.

Except for Jin Huang, she simply didn't even play an umbrella, sometimes walked and sometimes walked in the rain, and didn't care about the eyes of others like crazy people, there was not much time to take a look at this world, and even this annoying rain seemed to her to have a special interest. The rain became heavier and heavier, and even my eyes were about to be opened, and my hair was a little scattered and stuck to my face. Watching others running wildly in the rain, Jin Huang still walked slowly, his heart was colder than his body.

Suddenly heard someone shouting her name, she laughed at herself, how could anyone know her in this kind of place, she ignored it first, and then heard a voice, the voice came from above, she raised her head, it was Su Xiaoyue, who had sold her news, sitting by the window on the second floor of Wanhua Building on the side of the road, beckoning to her with a smile.