There is a rolling hill about ten miles outside the west city of Luoyang City, and a clear stream flows from the side.

On the other side of the creek is a dense forest.

The scenery here is quiet, the terrain is complete, and it is close to the official road, and it has always been a place for the gentlemen of Luoyang City to run horses and play or practice riding and archery.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the horses were like flying dragons, and the horses' hooves stepped into the stream, and the water splashed in all directions.

"It's been a long time since I've ridden so freely." Jinghua grabbed the reins of the horse and shouted.

"How about we have another competition?" Jia Yifan is still unsatisfied.

"Okay," Jinghua also moved, "Whoever loses, call me a turtle son." ”

"Whoever doesn't shout is the grandson." Jia Yifan was also unambiguous, kicking with both feet, the sweat and blood under his crotch hissed, the four hooves let go, and in a blink of an eye, he had already run over a small slope.

"Grandson, I haven't shouted to start yet." Jinghua hurriedly raised his whip and chased after him.

Jia Yifan suddenly retracted the reins and threw the stirrups off the horse.

Jinghua also reined in his horse and asked, "How did you admit defeat?" ”

Jia Yifan put his finger to his mouth with a "shhh

"Someone!" Jia Yifan said in a low voice.

Jinghua's face suddenly tightened, and her eyes stared straight around.

Jia Yifan tore off a piece of grass and held it to his mouth, "There is still some distance, and you are too nervous." ”

Jinghua suddenly raised her eyebrows: "You lied to me again!" ”

"I didn't." Jia Yifan pricked up his ears and listened, "It's close now." ”

"Somebody's there, come out!" Jinghua raised her eyebrows and shouted.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but Jinghua Gongzi's ears are still so smart." A voice sounded calmly from the woods, "As soon as I arrived, you already heard my footsteps. ”

With this high-pitched voice, a person slowly stood up in front of Jing Hua and Jia Yifan.

The person who came was dressed in a simple black coarse cloth robe, tall and slender, with deep eyes that seemed to be smiling, revealing a bit of feminine temperament.

"Who the hell is it?" Jia Yifan asked Jinghua in a low voice.

"Mu Qing, the bad guy of Lijingmen." Jinghua said as she said with a smile on her face and walked towards the visitor.