Liang Yuening glanced at He Su, he frowned, then flicked his horsewhip and followed the car in front of him. But he was thinking in his heart, this person is called 'Third Brother' Feng Blood, this is the third brother's stage name, didn't the third brother provoke some romantic debts?

It's so unbelievable!

There are already wives and owners, and they are still eating in the bowl and looking at the pot!

Liang Yuening pursed the corners of her mouth, and her face became more and more unpleasant.

He Su looked at the two carriages that were gone, and she was stunned for a long time. Aunt Zhao looked annoyed and said, "This phoenix doesn't know how to lift!" Boss, he is not a good person, so why should you be obsessed with him? ”

He Su didn't listen, she woke up, and beckoned Aunt Zhao to hurry back to the carriage, and then chased after her.

These days, Feng Blood has entered Qingfeng Mountain, and she is really worried about him, afraid that something will happen to him in the mountain. But although she is a woman, her physical strength is weak, she is not martial, and she is not familiar with the terrain, even if she chases into the mountains, I am afraid that it is useless.

Aunt Zhao said that in the boundary next to the immortality of Qingfeng Mountain, even the villagers under the mountain dare not enter the mountain easily, not to mention the people from other places, if they are rampage in the mountain, they may have to put their lives on the line.

He Su had encountered danger in the mountains before, and it was that time that he was rescued by the cinnabar boy, which involved the following series of things. She was very in awe of this kind of barren mountains and wilderness, and under Aunt Zhao's advice, she didn't dare to go her own way.

It's just that although she stayed at the bottom of the mountain, her mind had already flown away with the phoenix blood.

After worrying about him for many days, she was finally able to see him, even if he didn't even give her a corner of his eye, she was happy in her heart.

"Aunt Zhao, can you hurry up? This time, you must keep with him, and you must not lose him again! ”

He Su said this, and Aunt Zhao sighed. In her opinion, Feng Blood is in the midst of blessings and does not know blessings, and the appearance of such a crazy demon as her own owner is really worrying.

In the carriage in front, Dong Huiying suddenly lifted the curtain, and the whirring wind blew in.

"It's windy outside, go back quickly." As soon as she was about to come out, she was turned around and stuffed back by Liang Shujun, but before she could sit firmly, she poked out a little head again: "But I seem to have heard someone calling you just now?" ”

"You heard me wrong," he said in a serious way, and then reflecting that it seemed wrong to himself in this way, he was silent for a moment, and then corrected his attitude again: "It's just an insignificant person." ”

"Really?"

"Hmm."

He nodded. Seeing that he looked serious, Dong Huiying didn't ask any more. However, she still insisted on getting out of the carriage and sat outside the carriage curtain with Liang Shujun: "It's too stuffy inside, Sister Qiu is already asleep again, and I'm bored in the carriage alone." ”

Liang Shujun smiled and squeezed her hand, "I think my wife should miss me, so she came out to accompany me?" ”

"Yes," she smiled, her little hands on her knees. Facing the wind, she said in a trance: "Liang Shujun, I really miss you a little bit like before." "In the past, he was sassy and prodigal, with a hippie smile, but these days, he has a lot of worries, and he also laughs insincerely, and he seems to be a lot decadent.

It's not that she doesn't know why, but even if she does, what can she do? She is also incomprehensible in her heart.