Section 8: Fly!
I don't know where a few more black-clothed people floated out, startling Song Xiance, the bird's legs! It's amazing! At this time, a man in black with a slightly hunched body walked forward, saluted Song Xiance, and said softly and politely: "Sprinkle family Anming, deputy admiral of Dongchang, meet Song Immortal!" ”
I'll go! Song Xiance rolled his eyes for a while when he heard this, and his face was still a little burning, this castration really doesn't give face, everyone is a god stick to give face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the world is not good, pretending to be a fool and eating a mouthful, and you can use it to bury people so much.
Although Song Xiance was unhappy, he was a person who knew the general situation, so he immediately regained his composure and replied politely: "Gonggong An has killed the small one, Song Mou can take on the title of this immortal, it is just some fur tricks and people in the rivers and lakes are just rumors, Gonggong An laughed and laughed." ”
As soon as An Ming, the deputy governor of Dongchang, heard this, he knew that Song Xiance had misunderstood, and explained cautiously: "Song Shenxian misunderstood, the Sprinkle family definitely did not mean to make fun of Song Immortals, a few days ago, the celestial phenomena mutated, Song Immortals were merciful, and a hexagram saved a lot of lives in the court, and the younger brothers and cousins of the Sprinkle family were also among them, if it weren't for Song Shenxian Bodhisattva's heartfelt persuasion to keep people under the king's punishment, I'm afraid that the An family would have sent black-haired people to black-haired people at this time!" Grace is above, please accept the peace of worship! After saying this, An Ming knelt on one knee and his head was about to hit the ground.
Song Xiance, who was shocked by this move, hurriedly helped An Ming and said: "I can't help it!" That is also Song's helpless move, Niu Jinxing and Liu Zongmin are bold, using the prince's instructions to do nonsense, acting cruelly and unpopularly, and damaging the reputation of the prince, this kind of torture violates the human wheel, and everyone can get it and ban it! Ann Gong, please get up! As they spoke, the two of them held each other's arms tightly.
Song Xiance said excitedly: "Gong Cao sacrificed his life for righteousness, came to pass on the will of Queen Zhou after nine deaths, was loyal to the liver and courageous for the Ming Dynasty, and took the interests of the world as the important task, and lived and died, which can be described as a heroic act of heaven and earth!" Deeply respected by the prince, he is now the prince sitting as a guest! ”
Hearing this, An Ming couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Cao Tou is so good!" Without further ado, can Song Engong hold Cao Tou's palace entry token? Song Xiance didn't dare to go for a while, and hurriedly took out the token that Cao Huachun handed over to him, An Ming took the token and carefully identified it, raised the token in his hand, turned his head and said to a few black-clothed people behind him: "Cao Tou's token is here!" Seeing the card is like seeing the head of Cao! You can wait to listen to the order of the sprinkler! Monitor the Fortune Warehouse! Walking! "Order!" There was a muffled response all around.
In just a breath, the surroundings were quiet, and all the black-clothed people in Dongchang were gone! Only Song Xiance and the little dog were left stunned in the dark place, and the lively scene just now became deserted, feeling that what had happened just now had not happened, what do you mean, the two looked at each other at a loss.
"What are you two in a daze, let's go, go to the Hongyun Warehouse!" The voice of the little sparrow sounded above the heads of the two, and Song Xiance and the others felt a breeze blowing in front of them, and the little sparrow stood in front of them again, "Hahaha!" You two stupid geese can't fly! Hahahaha! The laughing Song Xiance and the little dog were embarrassed for a while, and at this time, An Ming's father-in-law also appeared in front of the two, and sternly reprimanded the little sparrow: "Don't be rude to Engong!" Engong, it's a slack. ”
Song Xiance just wanted to say a few words about the scene, but he felt his waist tighten, and he was hugged tightly, and Father-in-law An Ming said in Song Xiance's ear: "Engong, please close your eyes!" Sprinkle home to take you fly! ”
Before Song Xiance could figure out what the situation was, he felt that his feet were off the ground and he was flying! The night view of the capital is unobstructed against the backdrop of heavy snow, so spectacular! It's an intoxicating feeling! "Oh my god!" There was a miserable bark of a puppy behind him, a doll of ruined Jing'er! "Shut up!" You don't have to look to know that the little sparrow flies with the puppy!