Han Qing forgot the fact that Ouyang Yi was not a person who was easy to dismiss, he stood directly on Han Qing's retreat and didn't want him to leave.

Han Qing's eyes were still extremely calm, but Ouyang Xue next to her felt uncomfortable, she whispered to Ouyang Yi, "Brother, you have nothing to do to stop others from doing, don't do anything stupid, the person who lost yourself is small, and you lose the face of Nanyang Palace, you can't find it back." ”

Ouyang Yi deliberately raised his voice, and said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, "Everyone is friends, I stopped by to say hello, besides, I saw from a distance, Han Guard walked over at you, as your brother, I want to care about you, and I asked a few more words, is it also wrong?" ”

Han Qing's face didn't change in the slightest, and he directly bypassed Ouyang Yi.

The prince reminded him that it was right, this beloved son of the king of Nanyang is really not a simple character, he specializes in piercing other people's hearts.

Ouyang Yi saw that Han Qing didn't pay attention to himself, and a trace of appreciation crossed his eyes.

King Beijing's side, if there are such characters, he is really a handsome talent.

Ouyang Yi projected his gaze on Ouyang Xue's body again, her yellow clothes were like eye-catching targets, shooting one at a time.

Ouyang Xue looked at Ouyang Yi's strange eyes, thinking that she had made a mistake, and turned left and right a few times, "Is there anything wrong with my clothes?" ”

Ouyang Yi shook his finger gently, leaving a meaningful smile.

My sister is older, and it's time to think about getting married.

The other side.

Wan Zibing combed her hair all the time, her eyes revealed a trace of dazedness, she had been out for so long, she hadn't found any useful news, and she didn't know how to explain it to Yu Niang.

She let out a deep sigh.

A fiery shadow suddenly appeared behind Wan Zibing, "Sister, what is there to sigh at, I heard that many people have gone to the temple fair." ”

Wan Zibing turned his head and looked at Qianhongying's flickering gaze, a little puzzled, "Hongying, let me say what is good for you, Xiaoying is okay, why do you like to join in the fun?" ”

Qian Hongying moved a chair, sat in front of Wan Zibing, and said nervously, "No, no, no, I'm not interested in being lively." I've heard particularly interesting news, and I'm afraid you're not going to join in the fun! ”

The more Qian Hongying said this, the more Wan Zibing felt that something was wrong, "Don't sell it, don't say it again, I'm going to plug my ears." ”

Wan Zibing made a gesture to plug her ears, Qian Hongying couldn't miss the opportunity, her hands firmly controlled Wan Zibing, and reported to her word by word, "Someone is playing the idea of the phoenix pattern sword, and it's still fanfare, don't you think it's a little interesting?" ”

Wan Zibing broke free from the shackles of Qianhongying, and raised her chin very arrogantly, "I don't mean it, trouble will come to the door." ”

Listening to her sister's words, as if she had the intention of retreating, Qian Hongying suddenly became anxious, "Sister, for the sake of Xiaoying, we should also investigate the ins and outs of the other party, what do you say?" ”

Qianhongying has always been like this, she speaks straightforwardly, and she doesn't hide any scheming at all, the so-called success is also Xiao He defeats Xiao He, it is her.

The corners of Wan Zibing's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and her fingertips rubbed the carved jade bracelet on her wrist, "Did I say I wouldn't go?" ”

Qianhongying waved her hands, like an annoyed New Year's doll, a little more honest and cute, "Sister, you have learned badly, you have learned to bully me." ”

Wan Zibing's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly with wet wings, trying her best to adjust her flying posture, but she didn't want people to notice her movements.

"The famous Qianhongying, I don't dare to bully, if I don't talk about others, just say that the die-hard fans in Dieyu Tower will also beat me down."

Qian Hongying chuckled twice, withdrew her funny and ridiculous arms, and pinched her waist with both hands, "Sister, don't fool me, you must have more fans than me, who are you, you are the number one brand of Dieyu Tower, I can't compare, I don't want to serve those uncles, I can't scold, I can't fight, it's really boring." ”

Wan Zibing's eyes flowed, and he seemed to ask inadvertently, "Red Shadow, if you are no longer in Butterfly Feather Tower, where do you want to go?" ”

Qian Hongying tilted his head and thought for a long time, "I heard that there is a prairie in the west, the scenery is particularly beautiful, I want to ride a jujube red horse, gallop on the green grassland, breathe the freshest air, there should be nothing more beautiful than this, right?" ”

Wan Zibing nodded frequently, very much recognizing Qianhongying's imagination, such a picture is indeed very compatible with Qianhongying.

"Sister, where do you want to go?"

Wan Zibing's fingertip movements gradually stopped, and his eyes looked at Qian Hongying calmly, "I hope... can find a quiet place, no longer pay attention to any disputes on the rivers and lakes, and live simply. ”

Qian Hongying pursed her lips, not quite approving with Wan Zibing's proposal.

How boring those days must be!

She couldn't enjoy it.

The chatter in the distance directly attracted the attention of the two people.

Xun Fangli held the phantom's arm, and the two of them walked over intimately, and when they looked closely, they changed into skirts of the same color, pure white and flawless color, but they made the two of them wear different tastes.

Xun Fangli looks bright and moving, and her fair skin seems to be covered with a faint soft light, like a princess who has fallen into a honey pot.

The phantom looks sweet and lovely, like a little girl from the neighborhood, and people can't help but want to cherish it.

Qian Hongying leaned in front of the two of them and output a large wave of praise, "The two of them are dressed like twins, are they planning to lure the enemy deeper?"

The phantom's black and white eyes flashed, "You said it, someone paid a lot of money and wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of the Phoenix Pattern Sword, of course I have to be worthy of the price they offered!" ”

Wan Zibing was like an old monk in a fixed place, standing still.

Her gaze swept over Xun Fangli's side, and she glanced at it without a trace, "The kung fu is good, and I know how to use a fake sword as cover." ”

Xun Fangli hid his face and snickered, and then pulled out the sword glowing with cold light, "Although my saber is not as good as the phoenix sword, it is also a good sword." I paid a lot of money to buy it from the other party, sister, you didn't see that person's expression, his face was full of reluctance, like digging his heart. ”

Wan Zibing didn't have much of a surprised expression.

If it's really his heart's meat, he won't sell it.

In other words, compared to the silver in hand, this sword is not the meat of the heart.

"You really hid it from me and played a good hand, is this a surprise for me?"

Seeing Wan Zibing's words, the phantom seemed to have a complaint, and hurriedly ran to Wan Zibing's face, "Sister, we didn't think that things would go so smoothly, if we knew this, you just lent us a hundred guts, and we didn't dare to hide it from you." ”

Xun Fangli covered up beside him, and even claimed that it was, "That's it, you can't trust others, I can't believe me?" You always say that I have a bad mouth, even if I have something to hide from you, you can definitely see through me at a glance. ”

That's true.

Wan Zibing didn't care too much about them, looking behind them, but he couldn't see the figure of Surabaya tears for a long time.

She's not one to be late.

When Wan Zibing just wanted to find someone to call her, Surabaya tears slowly bloomed in front of everyone like a beautiful flower.

Dressed in pale pink clothes, not as prominent as white, but matched with his own temperament, the tears in Surabaya became more and more gentle and lovely, not like a dancing girl walking the rivers and lakes, but like a rich daughter who stole out of a big house.

The remaining few people spoke highly of the dress of Surabaya tears.

Fit.

Very eye-catching.

The roots of Surabaya's tears gradually turned red, and he was not used to being noticed by others.

Wan Zibing walked to her side and patted her shoulder gently, "Tears, you have done everything very well, it's just this shy character, you still have to change it, if you get married in the future, I'm really worried that you will suffer!" ”

Surabaya lowered his head a little unnaturally.

My sister said it into her heart.

She also wanted to be more confident, since the events of that year, she could no longer be as lively as before.

Qianhongying has always been a master at adjusting the atmosphere, she waved her arms, completely like a spiritual leader, guiding everyone in the direction of progress, "Everyone is here, let's go!" ”

Thousand Red Shadow raised her chin proudly and walked out straight.

The phantom couldn't help but laugh, "Sister Zibing, Sister Hongying doesn't look like she's going to a temple fair, but like she's leading us into a group fight." ”

Wan Zibing held her forehead and pinched her eyebrows, "Don't say it, Hongying has a natural enthusiasm in fighting, you remember to stop her, we are not familiar with this place, don't mess with people who shouldn't be messed with, it's not good to clean up the mess." ”

A few people agreed to agree, but it was really hard to say whether they could control Qianhongying.

Qianhongying, a girl, in addition to the characteristic of straightforward personality, likes to pull out a knife to help when she sees injustice, and every time she goes out, she can always find a lot of reasons to help a group of inexplicable people.

probably lived for a long time, and several forces actually formed a unified tacit understanding, and they all went out at the same time.

Wan Zibing saw Ouyang Yi from a distance, even if there were many people appearing, she could still see him at a glance from the crowd.

Ouyang Yi was dressed up in extra spirit.

He wore a moon-white gown, with a wide belt with gold lines hanging around his waist, his face was like a crown of jade, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he still had the fan in his hand, with offensive attributes.

Ouyang Yi should have made sufficient preparations, he had not yet arrived at the temple fair, he had already invested in the role, and he was completely the image of a spoiled young master, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.