Being shouted by Song Yun like this, Han Yue suddenly sighed in his heart, he couldn't stop sneezing, stretched out his arm, and wiped the gray-white powder in front of him from his face.

While sweeping, he stuck out his tongue, ((lick tiǎn)tiǎn) tasted ((lick tiǎn)tiǎn), and asked with a disgusted face: "Are you women so open now?" Gouache in a jar? Hanyue only felt that this thing had a strange smell as soon as it touched the tip of her tongue, and she spit it out.

"What do you say? This is not gouache, this is Hanling's ashes. Song Yun looked at the cold moon in front of him with a sad face, stepped forward directly, snatched the plug from the cold moon's hand, and re-stuffed the ashes.

I thought it was wine in the jar, but when I poured it out, it was powder, and I thought it was rouge gouache, but you told me it was ashes? Han Yue thought to herself, and suddenly recalled the taste in her mouth just now, bitter, astringent and a little fishy......

As soon as she thought of this, Han Yue suddenly felt that her stomach was turning upside down, and she turned her back (body shēn) directly, and a vomiting sound came from behind (body shēn), and after a while, she saw that there was still a drop of crystal in the corner of Han Yue's eyes, and she stood up aggrieved.

"Little Er, let's have a pot of tea!" Han Yue waved her hand to signal Xiao Er, Xiao Er heard the sound, and hurriedly walked over with tea, and by the way, he poured the sea bowl in Han Yue's hand directly.

Han Yue was not polite, she directly picked up the bowl, poured the tea in it directly into her mouth, began to rinse her mouth, and spit out all the tea in her mouth to the ground.

The shopkeeper on the side looked at it and felt distressed, this pot is a good Pu'er, why did he just say it and vomit it? But this cold moon can not take care of so much at this time, and when I think back to the smell just now, the whole person is not good.

The more I thought of this taste, the more Hanyue's stomach turned over the river and the sea, and finally drank tea and pressed it, this Song Yun said again: "If you take this mouthful, I'm afraid you will lose half of Hanling." ”

Such a rich painting style swept from Han Yue's mind at once, and suddenly some terrifying and terrifying scenes appeared in Han Yue's mind, plus Han Yue was a guard out (body shēn), and there were no less than 100 corpses to see, so that this picture was even more full.

"I beg you to stop saying it again, can't I be wrong?" Saying that, Han Yue snatched the remaining jar from Song Yun's hand and placed it on the table, and he fell to the ground with a puff and bowed down to the ashes in front of him.

"Uncle, you have a lot of adults, and the younger brother really didn't mean it, so you can come and be safe, I will find a good piece of land to bury you." As soon as these words fell, several big men at the table next to them suddenly quarreled for some reason.

Several people immediately scolded, and some people stabbed at another person with a dagger, looking like they should have a deep grudge, which was taking advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of the topic to take advantage of the opportunity.

Without saying anything, he moved his hand, and several people rushed towards him, but they pounced in the air, and directly pounced on the table of Song Yun and Han Yue, and Song Yun and Han Yue on the side (身shēn) Zibu (forbidden jìn) dodged backwards.

Fortunately, the two dodged in time and were not harmed

, but the urn in front of me was not so lucky, I saw a person being directly thrown on the table, and the table directly banged and the two legs were broken.

"Ahh Ashes! Seeing this, Song Yun hurriedly went to pick up the wine jar containing ashes that had been hanging in the air and was slowly falling, but it was too late, only to hear a bang, and the wine jar fell to the ground in response.

The powder in it was scattered on the ground in an instant, and Song Yun hurriedly rushed forward to pick up the ashes again, but this impartiality happened to come with a gust of wind, and the wind rolled angrily, directly blowing up the ashes on the ground.

Fortunately, at this time, Song Yun was still holding a handful in his hand, and wanted to bring the last handful of ashes back to Chen Zhanli, but Han Yue on the side only felt that his nose was a little sour and itchy.

"Ahh I only heard a sound from the direction of the cold moon, and then Song Yun watched as the last handful of ashes in his hand turned into a wisp of white smoke and dispersed with the wind......

That's it, let alone half of Han Ling, now that he didn't even keep a finger, Han Yue couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and even blamed himself, scratching his head embarrassedly.

"That, I didn't mean it, maybe this is his good wish, he wants to come with the wind, and then go against the wind, he must go to the sky to be a Daluo Immortal or something." At this time, the cold moon survival (desire yù) has reached its peak.

They all said not to reason with women, otherwise, they would die ugly, and sure enough, after a while, Han Yue, a well-known guard of the Wei State, walked out of a post station with a black circle under his eyes, and there was a woman with a blue face in front of him.

"Miss, where are we going now?" Han Yue looked at Song Yun with an aggrieved face, and she didn't complain in her heart, the woman in front of her really couldn't be provoked.

is not only the master of his future wife, but also the future wife of his master, Han Yue is even more dumb and can't say that he has suffered from eating Coptis chinensis, and the monster can only blame himself for being careless, is it possible to blame the big brother who has already raised his ashes to the sky?

At this time, Song Yun, who was originally walking quickly, suddenly stopped, and Han Yue hurriedly restrained his steps, standing in place, waiting for Song Yun to issue an order.

In fact, Han Yue already had a plan at this time, but he still hoped that this was proposed by Song Yun, only to see Song Yun sigh softly and say, "It seems that Chen Guo can't go back." As he spoke, he looked in the direction of Chen Guo, pursed his lips and looked in the direction of Wei Guo.

"Then let's leave it at that, I'll go find Zhaoyang, and I'll tell you if there's news." Song Yun said, then turned (body shēn) on the horse, turned (body shēn) to leave, Han Yue saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to stop.

It's hard to talk and talk hard, is it possible that Song Yun can't wander the world by himself? This is not the purpose of Hanyue's coming here this time, his purpose is very clear and simple......

"Why don't you go back to Wei with me?" Han Yue flashed her big eyes and looked at Song Yun, the two of them looked at each other, and they were speechless.

At this time, Song Yun couldn't help but be a little entangled, whether he should go back with Hanyue, or where to go, just Song Yun hesitated

At the moment, Han Yue directly took an iron rope out of nowhere and tied it to Song Yun's reins, and the other end was tied to his own saddle.

"What are you doing here?" Song Yun looked stunned, looking at the cold moon in front of him in surprise, and the cold moon smiled and scratched her head a little embarrassed: "Isn't this afraid that you will get lost, eldest lady?" It's hard to explain when you go back. ”

As he spoke, he didn't talk to Song Yun anymore, but directly turned over (body shēn) on the horse, waved the long whip in his hand and slapped it on the horse (fart pì) stock, and his Bao'er also galloped up at great speed, Song Yun was so frightened on the horseback that he screamed, but Han Yue had no intention of stopping at all.

This elm pimple gave all his tenderness to Zhaoyang, and for other women, it was like a piece of cold ice, cold and cold.

(End of chapter)