Dusty, crisp horses' hooves...

After two episodes, although it was possible to face the revenge of the Song family, the two of them were in a good mood and drove east again...

Half an hour later, the two of them had galloped for nearly thirty miles, and they were already a stone's throw away from the next post station...

"Brother Mengxi, we are like a headless fly, when will we find the white spirit cat!?"

On the bumpy horseback, Ling'er's long black hair was left behind and floated rhythmically up and down, she held the sword in her left hand, held the reins in her right hand, and said with a little tight breathing, letting the dust raised by the horse whistle behind her...

"In a hurry?"

"We've been out for six or seven days, and we haven't even seen the shadow of a white cat, we're just running away!"

"Don't worry, I have a hunch, it's already close!"

"Cut... I also have a hunch that you are a liar!"

"I won't lie to you this time, it's true!"

"You can pull it down!"

“......”

During these few brief conversations, the two drove hundreds of meters, and the post station also appeared as expected by the two...

"Brother Mengxi, I'm going to eat something at the post house in front, that roasted falcon is too small, I don't care about being full at all!"

"Eat, eat, eat, know to eat, beware of getting fat!"

"You're fat, crow's mouth!"

“......”

Regardless of it, the two of them rode straight towards the post station...

"Shhhhh

"Shhhhh

Gently pulling the reins, the galloping fast horse raised the mouth and nose, there were bursts of sharp neighing sounds, gradually slowing down, the low sound of the horse's hooves also faded, slowly stopped in front of the post station, the two dismounted lightly, held the reins, and slowly walked towards the post station...

In the post house, it is far more luxurious than imagined, there are two rows of main houses and two side rooms, the front row of the main room is for soldiers and pedestrians to eat, the back row is to provide accommodation, as for the two side rooms, one is the post officer's residence, the other is the kitchen, and on both sides in front of the house, there are long stables...

"Yo! The two little friends dared to go to this deserted forest at such a young age, their courage is really admirable!" Next to the stable, a man about thirty years old, wearing armor and carrying a long sword at his waist, was feeding his beloved war horse, and after seeing the two Xi'er who led the horses in, he said quite approvingly.

"There is nothing to admire, but it's you, as a soldier defending the country, who is worthy of admiration!" Holding the reins of the horse, Xi'er arched her hand and said humbly.

Although he has been exposed to Xiao Yun's old and unserious cultivation for ten years, Xi'er has never been rude in front of outsiders, because he will never forget that his mother taught him to treat people politely since he was a child, but it was never Xi'er's intention to compliment!

"Yes, even your war horse has an invisible deterrent in its eyes, far beyond the ability of other horses!" beside him, Ling'er said respectfully.

Indeed, the war horses that have been baptized by the battlefield have an unusual calmness in their eyes.

"Hehe, the two little friends are too modest, I just entered the barracks when you were so old, and I didn't have the courage of the two of you at that time!" Laughing softly, the man in armor waved his hand, turned his eyes to the war horse in the stable, which was chewing forage, gently stroked its face, and said affectionately, and then, turned his gaze to the two again, and said softly: "As for this horse, it is just that it has been fighting with me for many years, and it is just a bit stunned...!!"

"You're so modest! I don't know who you are...?" Xi'er said.

"I just arrived here, take a break here, look at the appearance of the two of you, you're also here to make a fire, right?" Maybe seeing the two of them, thinking of his own child, the man in armor looked very kind, shook his head helplessly, and secretly said to himself: "Hey... These two people are so young, and they ran into these 100,000 mountains alone, are the family really relieved!?"

"Yes!" nodded slightly, Xi'er said.

"Put the horse here, and come with me, and someone will take care of it in a moment!" the corners of his mouth rose and he smiled slightly, and the man in armor instructed.

Immediately, the man in armor picked up the battle helmet beside him and took the lead towards the hall of the post station...

"Wow! Brother Mengxi, you are really a good sycophant!" Beside him, Ling'er, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, looked at Xi'er with an intoxicated look, holding a sword in one hand and holding the reins of the horse in the other, and her ruddy little mouth opened into an O-shape, deliberately complimenting.

"You're not bad!" Xi'er rolled her eyes and retorted.

Immediately, Xi'er took the horse to the stable, and put the reins on the stake, and because the man in armor was very kind, Xi'er followed...

"Slightly..."Behind him, Ling'er naughtily stuck out her tongue, and after returning a white eye, she put the reins on the horse stake, danced her light blue clothes, and caught up with Xi'er at a few light trots, lightly folded her arms, and walked towards the hall together...

In the hall, at a glance, more than a dozen tables and stools were neatly placed among them, and some passing soldiers, without looking at the two of them, sat in front of the table with bursts of steam, eating in a loud voice, and the man in armor just now sat in front of a four-person square table in the front row, there was also a wisp in front of him, and the hot steam slowly floated up, he put his battle helmet on the empty seat next to him, and buried his head in eating.

For a "cheeky" person like Ling'er, he would not feel strange anywhere, so he sat in front of the man in armor just now, put the snow next to the man's helmet, and shouted to the post man: "Man, give us two copies according to the standard of this big brother!"

After listening to Ling'er's name for the post guard, the soldiers who were eating around suddenly shot a cold gaze and looked directly at Ling'er...

"Ling'er, you can't call a buddy here, why did you forget!" Suddenly, Xi'er seemed to realize something, turned her head quickly, covered her mouth with her hand with some scruples, lowered her body, leaned on the table slightly, and said softly.

"Uh...!Slip of the tongue!" Suddenly, Ling'er also realized her slip of the tongue, lowered her body, and lay on the table slightly, looking petite and weird.

"It's just a little girl, it's okay!" smiled indifferently, and the man in armor next to him waved his hand indifferently and spoke.

"Hey...!" With these words, the soldiers who looked at this side also turned their heads, and Ling'er's original appearance of being a little weak instantly disappeared, and he smiled mischievously at Xi'er.

Since the man in armor had said so, Xi'er didn't say anything more, and quietly retreated and sat back in his place...

"But, little girl, this sword of yours doesn't seem to be ordinary!" his eyes lit up, and the man in armor looked sideways at the drifting snow that Ling'er put on the seat next to him, and said with a sigh.

In this regard, Ling'er just bared his teeth and smiled, but did not respond, and the man in armor didn't ask much when he saw this, and immediately changed the topic...

"Hey... When I saw you two, I couldn't help but think of my infant child!" With a long sigh, the man in armor sighed with emotion and said with a sad face.

"Then why don't you stay with him more?" Beside her, Ling'er got rid of her naughty and mischievous nature, and looked at the man in armor very seriously, Nuo Nuo's way.

"I'm not afraid that the two little friends will know, I haven't been back for more than a year, and even when my wife gave birth, I didn't show up, and sometimes I wonder if I'm a qualified husband after all!"

"You don't need to blame yourself, who in this world is not involuntarily! What's more, you are fighting on the battlefield to protect the country, and I believe that your wife will not blame you!"

"That's it!" Ling'er echoed.

Similarly, between the two of them, there is no sad past!

Speechless, the man in armor suddenly came to his senses, suddenly raised his head, and looked directly at the stream in front of him through the rising steam...

In a trance, he seemed to see that his wife was waving to him hopefully at home, and suddenly, all the self-blame and guilt in his heart came to naught, and was replaced by full of relief...