Along the way, young and old, rich or poor, as long as you can give her a ride, you can do it.

It's just that Hanyan is not stunning. The caravan with a little money, most of the people in charge have gone through thousands of sails, not to mention her hanging boat, and more importantly, no one will leave a woman of unknown origin by her side for a dewy spring. Therefore, most of the people who can take a fancy to her are a few bad horses, and they are hungry and do not choose to eat.

In fact, Ningcheng is prosperous, and you can always pick out two compassionate hearts when you come and go. Maybe......

There was no such thing as maybe, she was in such a hurry. When I saw a certain road, I couldn't wait to run up, and there was an abyss ahead. Anyway, there is a boundless sea of bitterness behind him.

Therefore, she didn't know who Shen Tuyi was, so she subconsciously felt that this person was also okay.

Before the clothes were finished, she remembered that her face should be stained with blood, and hurriedly covered her hands to scrub them, lest her eyebrows and eyes were not clear enough, so that Shen Tuyi would miss the delicate beauty that everyone praised along the way.

This move is ironic and sad, and at some times, she wishes that she would be born like no salt, so that she may have been cast into a good fetus long ago, and she does not have to live in pain every day. But now she is afraid that she will not be able to arouse Shen Tuyi's interest, she just wants to be more beautiful, as beautiful as the painted skin snake and fox in the goblins, and the fascinated people are fascinated.

As long as he can charm the person in front of him, Xue Yihan can come back to life.

However, just as she can't charm the nobles on the road, this skin can't charm Shen Tuyi. Even if Shen Tuyi has not lived in the Su family, there is no shortage of women. The kiln in the capital is far better than the color of the Xianbei royal capital, including this, learning a word to tune the orchestra, more is mixed to the point that the benefactor can be famous, far from making people night and day.

But there is something in her that can charm Shen Tuyi.

The exposed flesh and skin, where there is no bloodstain, are large nail scratches, occasionally bruised, red and swollen tooth marks, the degree of damage is mixed with old and new, more than three or five days, close, I am afraid it was last night. In some places, there are old scars.

He is in the prime of blood, and there is no one around him to serve him, he has always been a veteran of the party, and these traces are familiar and unfamiliar. Familiar is to see a lot, unfamiliar is to be so serious, almost never seen.

Shen Tuyi has always spent money when he has it, and naturally he picks all the lovely people from all over the family. Whoever bought it, it was also cherished. What's more, the girls are the bustard's cash cow, and it's just fun to have fun. If it is like this, how can the building be willing to give up.

Shen Tu Yi was originally talking nonsense when Han Yan was talking nonsense, obviously Xue Ling was not dead, so Han Yan said who was dead. Messy things that caused her to be as good as she could be. But this body leaked out completely, he subconsciously looked at Han Yan's face, and clearly saw that his ears, temples, lips and cheeks were not lacking in fragments, and suddenly he didn't want to guess who Han Yan was talking about.

Those bits and pieces of rouge were sudden, and for no reason they made people feel cold, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly for a moment.

But a moment of shock obviously couldn't let him go, so he only exhaled heavily, wanting to shout again to let go. Each person has his own origin, and if the Buddha wants to snatch the pigeon from under the eagle's talons, he has to feed his own flesh to the eagle to make up for the cycle of cause and effect.

It's a pity that Han Yan is not a miracle, he can't snatch Xue Ling, and he refuses to eat it even after cutting the meat.

Fortunately, Xue Ling was not a pigeon without a defense, although she couldn't see what was going on behind her, but she had been highly nervous, paying close attention to Shen Tuyi's slight differences. Although it is a slight gap, Pingyi has drawn a beautiful arc.

should have put away the sword early just in case, but Xue Ling, who was too excited to provoke, resisted and was ruthless. was disturbed by Han Yan, and even forgot that Xue Ling still had a sharp weapon in his hand. He habitually paid attention to his position, far away from Xue Ling's backhand attack range, and his elbows were slightly downward, ready to draw his knife to block at any time, just to prevent Xue Ling from turning around and opening a hole in his abdomen.

It was said that there was nothing to be afraid of, but Xue Ling didn't think about attacking his upper body at all. She fought Shen Tuyi twice, knowing that she was too familiar with her sword, and she could use the big knife to suppress the attack every time. Otherwise, there is nothing to fear.

This move was a bit risky, and it was absolutely impossible to open the knife frame, and it was unlikely that the wrist would be cut off in an instant. What's more, she couldn't see where Shen Tuyi's wrist was, and she didn't dare to rashly turn sideways, for fear of startling the snake. If he failed, Shen Tuyi pulled his hands back slightly, and it was estimated that he would be able to cut off most of Xue Ling's neck.

However, as soon as she felt that Shen Tuyi's breath was unstable, Xue Ling quickly raised her hand, and calmly said that it was the position of Shen Tuyi's wrist that she guessed based on the length of the blade. Thanks to Heijo's many years, she is familiar with all kinds of blades. Although there are many types of knives, there is always an approximate number of shapes and sizes, and the important difference lies in the habits of the user, but fortunately, she is not completely unfamiliar with Shen Tuyi.

Shen Tuyi instantly saw Xue Ling raise his hand, but he miscalculated the offensive, probably he didn't expect Xue Ling to be so desperate, and it would be half a beat slower to change his moves. He knew that he was sharp and didn't dare to touch it rashly. As soon as he thought about it, he dragged his hand back, shrinking out of Xue Ling's reach. However, the knife was holding Xue Ling's neck, not the arm he wanted to cut. As soon as the neck is dragged down, the person is gone.

This was already a hesitation, not to mention that there was a tugging under his feet, and he couldn't kick it away at the first time. The sword and the sword are just fighting for an inch. Although Xue Ling's inestimable score was exactly the same, after all, he still jumped to the back of Shen Tu Yi's hand.

As soon as he felt the tip of the sword cut through the flesh and bones, Xue Ling knew that Shen Tuyi had lost absolute control of the knife, and under the severe pain, most of the limbs did not listen to the command for a moment. She turned around without hesitation, confiscated everything she wanted, and turned around directly, drawing to Shen Tuyi's chest.

In fact, we should ask this person where he came from and who called him. But Xue Ling guessed a lot, and he didn't want to verify it, and he was afraid that the blow just now would not be completely successful, and the pain would not be able to control Shen Tuyi for too long, so he just wanted to take his life.

Unexpectedly, the time for Shen Tuyi to react was far shorter than Xue Ling imagined, and as if he was unscathed, the knife flew across his chest, blocking in front of Pingyi. The blow missed, and Xue Ling's tense heart cracked. The man was not dead, the knife was not taken off, and she still couldn't take Han Yan away.

She withdrew and wanted to retreat, but she was the iron-hearted "I must go next time" in my mind when she was full of regret, and this will be the next time. As long as she turns around and goes out and walks faster, Shen Tuyi will definitely not be able to catch up.

This next time came so quickly, she still didn't leave.

The body seemed to be a natural reaction, and the brain didn't give orders, and the peace was not finished. The person had already jumped up, and kicked his toes hard at the hilt of Shen Tuyi's knife, right in the middle of the hand that was already bright red.

She didn't believe it, she had just heard it..... I heard a slight "bang" caused by the instantaneous retraction of the person's meridians when they were cut.

It's almost as beautiful as the moldy steamed bun she cut off in the Pony Mansion.