On the outskirts of the south gate of Yanjing, a large decorated golden carriage swayed towards the gate, but there was a creaking sound everywhere it passed, as if the carriage would fall apart at any time.

Next to the carriage, six tall horses guarded the left and right, and the cold and shining swords told the people around who wanted to make a bad idea that they still wanted to know whether they had the strength before they started.

"I didn't expect that we would have a goodbye day, and in this way, thank you for your rescue before."

In the carriage, Zuo Qingqing held his chin with both hands, and stared at Song Hexuan with a pair of big watery eyes, as if the man in front of him had some great attraction.

Song Hexuan was speechless about Zuo Qingqing's flirtatious behavior, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only glare at her wordlessly and no longer pay attention.

"Hey, what do you say are the four evildoers, and what do the four evildoers do?"

"Are you wanted?"

"Did you come to Yanjing to be chased? Or are you going to do something big? ”

"Hey, can you introduce me to these friends of yours?"

"Hey, don't ignore me."

Song Hexuan really regretted it now, he regretted why he wanted to save such a nagging woman, and he regretted why he wanted her to take him into Yanjing City.

Now Song Hexuan just wants to shut up this woman whose eyes are bent into crescent moons, and it is best never to open them.

Compared with Song Hexuan's depression in the carriage, Cang Er, Xia Qiqi, and Yun Blind on the side of the carriage outside were overjoyed, and this was the first time that several people saw Song Hexuan deflated in front of outsiders.

Xia Qiqi's eyes turned, and he quietly came to the side of Cang Er and Yun Blind, and whispered quietly.

"Is it possible for you to say that this sister paper and our little impermanence are possible?"

Xia Qiqi released the reins with both hands, and then made a thumb-to-thumb movement in front of the two of them. With her obscene expression at this time, the two people next to her were stunned.

Let's not talk about Song Hexuan's problem, just now the expression on Xia Qiqi's face has never been seen by the two of them, who would have thought that this beauty would be so obscene.

"Put away your lewd expression first, it's going to flow down."

On the other side of the carriage, Cang Er, dressed in a ghost-wing veil, hissed hoarsely. But there was a hint of ridicule in the tone.

"I said you are a coffin bearer, looking for a beating, you give it to your aunt and grandmother"

This is still the cloud blind man inserted between the two people in time, otherwise there will definitely be a fight before it reaches the city gate.

The speed of the carriage was very fast, and it didn't take long to reach the city gate, and looking at the garrison in front of them to collect taxes, everyone put away their playful and laughing voices, and lowered the hats on their heads and moved forward.

can become a soldier of the city gate of Shuntian Mansion, this Fan Ding doesn't know how many relationships he has to rely on to become a soldier. Relatives around said that it was the ancestral tomb that was smoking.

Since becoming this soldier guarding the door, Fan Ding has never felt so good, think about everyone walking up to you and nodding their heads, and then giving silver, not to mention what it feels like.

Today, on this sunny day, Fan Ding stood at the gate of the city as usual and pretended to be the uncle, continuing his grandfather's life.

But. It was at this time that a carriage drove towards the city gate. And it seems that neither the people in the carriage nor the guards next to him have any intention of coming down, which makes him a little angry.

"Stop, stop, stop for Lao Tzu."

The Pu knife on his waist was unsheathed, and Fan Ding, who was holding a long knife in his hand, swaggered to the front of the carriage and stopped it. said in a very arrogant tone.

"Smack."

A small bag of broken silver fell from the sky, and by chance it smashed on the top of Fan Ding's head and slipped down from his sideburns.

"Who? Who smashed Lao Tzu? Don't want to die? ”

Feeling insulted, Fan Ding was furious, the long knife in his hand fluttered wildly, and his red eyes looked like an angry bull.

Carriage side. Soji blew the non-existent ash on his palm, and then stepped forward in full view of everyone, and slammed his two fingers to break the Pu knife.

"That's tax money for you, and if you don't want it, you can use it as life money."

The hoarse voice slowly drifted in front of the city gate, causing the people around to watch the excitement to take a few steps back, feeling a chill running through their spines.

"Ridiculous, step aside."

There was a cold girl in the carriage, and she directly retreated from Cang Er. Dispel the coldness of the crowd.

Zuo Qingqing's voice called Fan Ding's soul back, looking at his trembling legs and almost scared to pee, Fan Ding had never been so ashamed.

Looking at the group of people pointing around him, Fan Ding's brain was hot at that time, and he suddenly yelled.

"Dismount Lao Tzu, open the curtain of the carriage, wear a hat in broad daylight and make such a carriage, Lao Tzu suspects that you are wanted by the imperial court."

As he spoke, Fan Ding also pointed to the bulletin board next to the city gate with the half-cut Pu knife in his hand, on which were clearly pasted with seven newly painted wanted lists, which were none other than their four wicked people.

Behind the carriage, Jun Hanyu and Lu Qingyang unconsciously unsheathed their long swords, and a faint killing intent filled the air.

Sitting on horseback, Murong Xiaobei quietly unhooked the holster behind his back, and a black and shiny mourning gun appeared in his hand.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Song Hexuan, who felt something strange in the air, had no choice but to stop it softly, after all, it was not the time to do it.

"Come on, open the curtain, and let the garrison soldiers check it carefully, otherwise it will be bad if there is any gossip at that time."

Inside the carriage, the familiar girl came again, this time the voice was colder than before, and the calm tone contained monstrous anger.

The curtain was opened, and what appeared in Fan Ding's field of vision was a woman with a shallow and charming body, and next to her was a pale face and a tuberculosis ghost who coughed from time to time.

"Have you seen enough, if you have seen enough, you can go to this Shuntian Mansion to explain the situation of intercepting the vehicles of the imperial court, oh, I forgot to tell you, this is the car of Chengdu Mansion Yin, and Miss Ben is the daughter of Chengdu Mansion Yin."

"Let's go."

Then, Zuo Qingqing gave an order, put down the curtain and slowly drove towards the carriage in Yanjing City, while at the city gate, Fan Ding sat on the ground with his eyes blank.

This time, his family's ancestral grave was really smoking, but this time it was billowing smoke.

In Yanjing City, Song Hexuan wiped the chicken blood on his face, then sat up and looked helplessly at the second-class girl beside him.

"I said, how long do you want to hug me, we're clear now, let go. There is no feast in the world. ”

Looking at Zuo Qingqing, who was hugging his arm, Song Hexuan said helplessly.

"No, or I'll have a treat, you can eat with me for a little longer."

Outside the carriage, Cang Er, who was drinking wine in a wine jug, and Murong Xiaobeg, both of them vomited at that time, and a mouthful of wine was spit everywhere, and the two of them were also embarrassed.

"I said, eldest sister, what do you like about me, can I change it?"

In the carriage, Song Hexuan's inhumane shouts sounded. (To be continued.) )