[I'm trying. 】

The closer the cart got to White Tiger Mountain, the louder the noise came from there.

"Childe, when we go out, we have to be careful in everything. Listening to the movement in front of you, there are at least thousands of people gathered together, so it is not appropriate to go. The royal man who drove the car was a little worried, after all, the three of their master and servant traveled here, and they were weak and had nothing to rely on, in case something happened, I was afraid that it would be too late to regret it, "Childe, let's take a detour!" ”

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, I know that." The son's voice sounded helpless: "But, but Luo Luo likes to join in the fun, and I can't help it!"

"Aung is the best, isn't it?"

"It's sweet in your mouth!" Childe's voice was full of helplessness.

The emperor is also very helpless, his master is brave, strategic, responsible, talented, and has a variety of countless advantages. But it also has the same drawback.

That is, she spoils the little lady Luo Luo too much.

Perhaps it is the influence of childhood experience, the owner has always said to the little lady that one is one, one to two, holding it in the palm of the hand for fear of cold, holding it in the mouth for fear of melting.

Don't mention anything else, let's just say that this chariot is not something that their Du family can use. But because Luo Luo liked it, the owner gave up almost all the money and belongings in his pocket and asked someone to make one.

They took pity on their master and servant, so they chewed dry food for half a month. Alas, a bird is about to fade out of its mouth!

The emperor complained in his heart, but his subordinates honestly whipped and slapped their horses and rushed to the White Tiger Mountain.

"Cut him! Cut him! Alas, almost! ”

"Dory is in full swing again!"

"I didn't expect Liang Boy to survive to the third game!"

"Xiahou Yuanrang's 'Renzi Table' is still no one to go up?"

In the louder and louder movement, the cart turned through an elm forest.

Nine high platforms!

Nearly 10,000 people!

The noisy and noisy sound made the royal who liked to be quiet frown, but a little girl about five or six years old and a little baby fat lifted the curtain and jumped out!

"Yikes! It's so lively! ”

The little girl cheered and was about to run into the crowd, but was grabbed by a young scribe who got out of the car later.

"Lolo, don't run around."

This young scribe, about twenty years old, had a delicate face, and although he was clothed and clothed, his demeanor was self-sufficient.

"How can so many people gather here? Does the temple care? The young scribe muttered to himself.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a lot of people in soap clothes. Looking at its accessories and patterns, it should be the wandering and pavilion chief in the township and county. Even on that high platform, he saw a person shouting, "Chen Zhen, the county lieutenant of Dingtao, I am here to meet you", and slashed at the opponent.

"It's too messy." The royal man frowned, "Childe, you and the little lady get into the car first." When I find a free ground and park the car, you won't be too late to see. ”

"Okay."

The scribe coaxed the little girl into the car.

The Baihushan script is a small place, crowded with people, cars piled up, and it is really difficult to find open space.

It was also the luck of this emperor that found a large piece of ground under a high platform.

The emperor stopped and called the two to get out of the car.

The little girl couldn't wait, and she picked up the scribe and jumped up like a calf to "push" into the crowd.

"Little lady, let's sit in the car and watch the same."

The emperor cooperated with the scribes, and persuaded the calf to stop him.

After a little relief, the young scribe noticed that something was wrong—the eyes of those around them were full of unkindness and hostility towards the three of them. Even on the high platform opposite, a man with a long axe was waving at them, as if it meant to get them out of the place.

Can't wait under this high platform?

Why?

The scribe looked at the position of his car, the ladder that blocked the high platform. When the crowd disperses, I'll make way for you. As for being so hostile? The people around me are too, I stand in the way of the high platform, what do you have to do with you, why are they all glaring at me?

Before he could react, the man stopped.

It was the little kid sitting on the strange stool that stopped the man.

The child picked up a bunch of grapes and shook them at him. It's weird, what does it mean to shake grapes to me?

Oh, not against me, it's against our family Lolo. Joke, how can our Lolo be attracted by you with a bunch of grapes?!

Frivolous boy! Unreasonable!

The young scribe commented with disdain, but in the next second, he heard the emperor shouting, "Little lady, why are you going?!" ”

Then the young scribe saw his little Lolo, running like a rabbit and climbing up to the high platform like a monkey.

"I'm going to find Brother Little Grape."

“……”

On the high platform, the young scribe looked embarrassed.

"The little girl has no form, disturbing the king's rest, and I hope the king will forgive her sins."

"It doesn't matter." Yan Xiaoyi waved his hand, "The little guy is very cute, what's his name?" ”

The red face, the fleshy little arms and legs, the fetal hair has faded, and the milk smell has not dried.

Just such a five or six-year-old little bit, he actually called my Luo Luo "little guy" in a milky voice!

As soon as he saw his appearance as a little adult, the man surnamed Du felt particularly funny and cute, so he smiled and replied to the words of the "little adult": "This is my daughter, whose name is Du Luoluo."

"Haven't asked your Excellency for your name yet?" The little adult continued to ask.

Hey, I'm going to ask questions seriously! Oh, the little tiger tooth is so cute!

The man surnamed Du was amazed in his heart, and at the same time, he replied with a "serious" attitude: "Under the surname Du, the name is ......."

"Are you Du Ji, Du Bohou? Jingzhao Duling Du Bohou? ”

I still know my name and characters......

Hey? Wrong!

"How do you know my name?" Du Ji was taken aback.

This "Bohou" is the word he chose when he visited a famous man a month ago and won his favor. There was no one else who knew about it except his own daughter, the emperor, and the scholar's family.

"Your own parents are dead, and there is only one stepmother left in the family, and this stepmother treats you very hard."

The little guy smiled slightly, with a mysterious face, with a "I know, I know, I just don't say why I know", and continued to flicker Du Ji.

"When you were twenty years old, you got the official luck and were appointed to the position of 'Jing Zhao Gong Cao', well, you also had a shortage of 'county order'."

Du Ji, who was originally stunned, suddenly came to his senses when he heard this sentence, and said with a smile: "I was almost deceived by your little doll, I am a weak crown this year, but I am a cloth cloth, and it is definitely not a Jingzhao Gongcao or county order."

The little guy kept a mysterious smile: "Then you just wait, it will be soon."

After saying this, he stopped paying attention to Du Ji and turned to tease the gluttonous Du Luoluo.

Dulolo held two Anping jujubes in one small paw, and the other small paw held a red peach almost bigger than her little face, and gnawed happily. From time to time, I have to work hard to open my little mouth to taste the chestnut meat that Yan Xiaoyi has broken.

"Thank you, little brother."

The greedy but well-behaved little girl, in her busy schedule, has not forgotten to thank him for this very good and very good little brother.

"Haha, you're welcome."

Yan Xiaoyi communicated happily with her "peers", but frowned when she occasionally looked at the ring.

The rules in the ring today are slightly different from yesterday--- 53 people take the stage, two by two, the winner temporarily rests, and the loser is eliminated directly.

Nine rings, eight in full swing and one deserted.

In the deserted ring, Xiahoudun stood with a knife in his hand. He waited for nearly half an hour, and did not wait for his opponent to come to the stage.

Yan Xiaoyi asked Wu Luo to summon Xiahou Xuan, and then announced loudly: "Xiahou Yuanrang withdrew from the finals, and you fifty-two people competed for the Nine Treasures." ”

As soon as the news was announced, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

"As soon as Brother Yuan leaves, I will be relieved."

"Brother Gao is too worried. With your sword skills, I'm afraid I won't even be able to pass this level. ”

"Hey, you big head, stick your head out and eat me!"

"I stretch, I shrink, I stretch, I shrink, oops, out of reach, out of reach!"

"I'll rub!"

Yesterday's fifty-two comrades were overjoyed, and Xiahoudun bowed down and stood on the left and right of King Yan, not annoyed and unwilling to be retired.

"Yesterday's first question, do you remember?"

"Yes. The king asked, 'If you get the immortal treasure, you will have to wait for a year and a half, can you wait?' ’”

"Well, I'll ask again now. If you have to wait for half a year to get a fairy treasure, can you wait? ”

"Wait! Wait! Xiahoudun happily knocked on Yan Xiaoyi, "Thank you for the king's gift!" ”

This scene made the fifty-two people who were originally happy envious.

"Brother Yuan Rang has already been favored by the 'King of Yan', and you and I have to fight hard."

"Xiahou's strength is already far stronger than ours, and it is only natural to have this opportunity."

"That's right."

At the end of the day, the final was completed. When the nine people came to Yan Xiaoyi's high platform, they were like sergeants who had returned triumphantly and were in urgent need of commendation, and they all looked at King Yan with excitement.

Yan Xiaoyi didn't make any speech, just waved his hand.

In Dulolo's curious gaze, in the envious and jealous eyes of everyone, nine light clusters merged into the bodies of the nine people.

"Ah Weng, Luo Luo wants it too!"

"This ......"