Listening to the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, the ancient painting fan suddenly remembered a poem: Left lead yellow. Right Qingcang. Brocade hat mink fur, thousand horses roll Pingoka.

But where is the yellow dog? Where is the goshawk? The brocade hat and ermine were being protected by a group of guards. Only she, a hard-working little woman who was chased by a thousand horsemen and Pinggang! Gu Huafan complained bitterly in her heart, how could she run so many four-legged legs on these two legs?

As she ran, she looked back, but saw those familiar figures flying in her direction.

One by one, the clothes flew up, shocking. The ancient painting fan thought, is this the legendary goddess, no, it is the Son of Heaven who scatters flowers. It's not right to think about it, they should be the goshawk on the right!

Admiring that she can still talk nonsense now, the ancient painting fan still doesn't dare to run slack, although they come to the rescue, she can't stop, otherwise it will become a meatloaf under the galloping of thousands of horses!

The horse's snort seemed to be clearly audible, and the ancient painting closed its eyes and covered its face.

Suddenly, a strong air flow hit, and suddenly heard the neighing of the horses behind him, and immediately looked back, only to see a row of horses at a distance away, all roaring on their backs, their front hooves raised high, and they stopped abruptly.

Immediately, I vaguely heard an angry voice coming: "You stinky girl! ”

Suddenly hearing the familiar tone, the ancient painting fan immediately grinned and looked at the person coming in front of him.

Master Yiyun flew down with an unfamiliar old man in a Taoist robe. And the moves in Master Yiyun's hands have not been completely withdrawn.

The ancient painting fan looked at this scene, obviously Master Yiyun made a timely move, watching his clothes fluttering from the sky, and then he suddenly felt a little bit of fairy wind and bones!

Xu is just fierce running stimulated something, at this moment the ancient painting fan felt that the blood was boiling, but he didn't feel out of breath and tired. Seeing someone coming, he immediately trotted to Master Yiyun's side and grinned: "Master Yiyun, you are like a fairy!" ”

Master Yiyun secretly wiped the cold sweat in his palms, and snorted arrogantly when he heard this, and his nostrils turned to the sky!

The ancient painting fan giggled, his eyes turned to the old man who looked like a Taoist who was standing quietly on the side, restrained his smile, leaned over and said, "Dao Chang'an is good!" ”

At this time, the horses that stopped had been driven back by the guards who had arrived, leaving only Chunyuan Lanxu, Chunyuan Lanqing, Chunyuan Lanmu, and the original prince of the primordial tribe.

The white-clothed Taoist chief bowed his head slightly when he heard this, solemn and serious.

But Master Yiyun on the side snorted when he saw this, and said, "Stinky old way!" Your image has already been described by the boy who is only empty, adding oil and vinegar to this ghost girl, and it doesn't make much sense to pretend again! ”

When the white-clothed Taoist who was originally a treasure looked solemn heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What! That stinky boy! Look at the next time Lao Dao catches him, he can stand it! ”

This exclamation made the ancient painting fan stagger, and he almost fell!

rubbed her stiff skin, and sighed in her heart, why can't she meet a normal master? This immortal wind Dao bone Taoist is the master who is even more out of tune than Master Yiyun that his brother often mentions, a long way away?

The three of Chunyuan glanced at each other in slight surprise, while Hatsunohara on the side took a step forward, bowed down to the angry Daoist Chief, and made a big salute.

The ancient painting fan was extremely surprised, but it was the first plain who heard the appearance of an elegant noble son and said softly: "The original greets the honored master." "The sound is like the wind, and it is good.

The long way man snorted, and he heard it.

Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be accustomed to it, and Wu got up and arched his hand towards Master Yiyun and said, "Zhiyuan has seen Master Yiyun!" ”

The ancient painting fan only felt a demon wind blowing in front of him, and then he fixed his eyes and saw Master Yiyun, who was originally standing side by side with the long distance Taoist, had already floated in front of the original body of the first one, and looked up and down without blinking with his eyes wide, and kept chanting in his mouth: "How can you blink of an eye, Zhiyuan has grown so tall!" Look at this etiquette, look at this demeanor, it's much better than that stinky boy! Stinky old way, look at your hanging appearance, how can you bring it well, it's better to let it go to me! How about the decay in exchange for your favorite drink Qinyuan Mist? ”

The elder of the long distance snorted and said, "When this kid was a child, the old Taoist said that you would exchange it for Qinyuan Mist, but at that time, you were still reluctant to give up those jars of broken wine. It's impossible to exchange wine for wine today! Obviously buying and selling at a loss, the old way is not to do it! ”

Is it illegal to buy and sell apprentices in public? The corners of the ancient painting fan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

This chuckle brought everyone back to their senses from the strange conversation between the two of them, and Chun Yuan Lan Xu glanced at the ancient painting fan, and his eyes were dark.

Chunyuan Lan Mu glanced at her calmly, and then looked away. The ancient painting fan was cold by that glance, and quickly turned his head to stop looking at him. Ignoring Chunyuan Lan Qing's straight gaze, the ancient painting fan looked at the original plain who was surrounded by two unobtrusive masters and was discussing how to sell it without losing money.

Although his expression is still calm, the ancient painting fan is still found. As the two masters' inconspicuous words became more and more intense, the green tendons on Hatsunohara's forehead jumped and jumped.

Just when the two masters were about to grab it, the ancient painting fan finally couldn't hold back and chuckled again.

Master Yiyun stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at the ancient painting fan, and smiled strangely.

The ancient painting fan was stunned by this star, and subconsciously took two steps back, but was pulled in front of the long Taoist by Master Yiyun, laughed three times and said: "How about the old decay and this girl exchange with you?" You've made a lot of money! Stinky old way, you have to think about it! ”

Hearing this, the ancient painting fan only felt that the green tendons on his forehead were jumping, and a group of crows rushed by.

The long Taoist snorted twice, grabbed the original from the beginning, grabbed the ancient painting fan with the other, and shouted with his nostrils facing the sky: "This girl is the sister of the old Taoist apprentice, so naturally she is my old Taoist!" Did you say that the exchange was exchanged? No, no! Change one! ”

When the ancient painting fan heard this, he and the original Yuan glanced at each other, and they both saw from each other's eyes that there was no love!

Master Yiyun was anxious, looked around, and saw Chunyuan Lanxu and Chunyuan Lanmu, his face immediately turned happy, and he stepped forward to arrest him, but he was dodged by the two of them. Master Yiyun was about to catch it again, but suddenly patted his head and muttered, "No, no!" How can these two people be exchanged, and they have to pay a few jars of Qinyuan Mist, and I will also lose the old decay! ”

Not surprisingly, the corners of the mouths of Chunyuan Lanxu and Chunyuan Lanmu twitched in unison.

Gu Huafan felt that it was time to stop such a nutritious topic, and was about to open his mouth but was occupied by Hatsunohara on the side.

"The girl is the long-lost sister of Senior Brother Weikong?" Although it was an inquiry, it was already very certain, and the eyes that looked at the ancient painting fan were very surprised, like stars in the night sky. In his gestures, he is even more elegant and noble.

Gu Hua Fan thought that this person was born to be a superior person.

"I've seen the Tilt Prince!" The ancient painting fan leaned over.

Hatsunohara chuckled, bent down slightly, placed his right hand on his chest, and said softly: "Even if you are the younger sister of your junior brother, you are not an outsider, so you don't have to be so polite." ”

The ancient painting fan bowed slightly when he heard this, and he listened to it. Although I have a good impression of this prince, it doesn't mean that I can have no scruples. As for whether you should be so polite when you meet in the future, I'll talk about it later.

Master Yiyun was hanging on the side, and immediately blew his beard and glared: "Stinky girl with no conscience, she turned her elbow out so quickly!" ”

The corner of Gu Huafan's mouth twitched, but he closed his mouth and didn't say a word.

Hatsunohara chuckled and said, "Master Yiyun came from afar, and Nohara has never greeted him from afar, which is rude!" ”

Master Yiyun snorted and said, "Natural rudeness!" But if you give up this stinky old way and follow the old man, then the old man won't care about your faux pas! ”

"Don't think! What more etiquette do you need to talk about! I'm laughing to death! Long Dao shouted.

"What do you say about a stinky old man!"

"What are you talking about, stinky monk!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Tell me about you!"

"Looking for a fight!"

"Looking for a fight!"

……

Suddenly, the ancient painting fan felt that the wrist was sent, and the two figures flashed in front of him, and then looked at it, where were the shadows of the two people in front of him, and he saw that the two divine shadows in the distance were flying up and down, and the battle was lively!

The ancient painting looked at a few people on the side, and asked if they wanted to go to the rescue. But I saw that those people all looked faint, and they looked like they had nothing to do with themselves!

The ancient painting looked at the original plain, that was his master, could he not care?

Seeing that the ancient painting fan was like this, Chu Zhiyuan immediately chuckled and said: "Gu girl, don't worry, the two of them are used to fighting like this, it's okay!" ”

The corners of Gu Huafan's mouth twitched, and he looked sympathetically at the lively two people who were fighting in the distance. Your image has been ruthlessly crushed and ignored, you know?

Chunyuan Lanqing, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, strode forward and stared straight at the ancient painting fan.

Gu Huafan frowned and looked at him, not knowing what this Sixteenth Highness was going to do!

Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed, and he only heard Chunyuan Lanqing's flat voice say, "Follow me!" As he spoke, he took the wrist of the ancient painting fan and walked under the mountain bag.

"Your Highness Sixteen, where are you taking me? Let go! The ancient painting fan was dragged by him, and he immediately reached out to break his big hand like iron tongs.

But Chunyuan Lan Qing listened to it, and still took the hand of the ancient painting fan and strode forward.

was dragged and walked a few steps, and suddenly two figures took a few steps forward and blocked in front of Chunyuan Lan Qing.

"Sixteen, let her go." A pleasant voice like a broken jade came out of the mouth of Chunyuan Lan Mu.

The ancient painting suddenly stopped the movement that was breaking Chunyuan Lan Qing, and looked up in a daze.

The man was still tall and jade, but he looked a little thin and thin, and his face was still as warm as jade, but it gave people a feeling of being as cold as frost. At some point, the luster of those eyes became even more flat, like a pool of stagnant water that could no longer stir up ripples. (To be continued.) )