Chapter 113: The Girl in a White Palace Dress (3)

A very slight mocking smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Don't you realize that in your current state, you are not qualified to ask us these things at all?" ”

The Traceless Horse raised its head.

Brass bell-like eyes stared coldly at all of them.

Guan Kuo seemed to think about it, but it was just an action, as for whether he really thought about it or fake, only he knew.

The reason for his persuasion didn't seem to need to be pondered, because it had always been there.

"Is there any necessary connection between the state I am in now and asking who you are and where you came from?" He said word by word clearly, and then replied to himself in a categorical tone, "No connection, not at all." ”

The beautiful boy frowned slightly.

He is different from the girl, the girl is the biggest of them here, but he is the most relied on by everyone here, his identification and analysis can ensure the safety of this line, he is very smart, he is the think tank here, looking at others, but also looking at things, he has made necessary speculations, he feels that Guan Kuo is not just an ordinary, inconspicuous soldier of the Northern Tang Dynasty as he thought before.

There were no such Northern Tang soldiers.

His gaze swept over Qin Kill in Guan Kuo's hand, as well as the absence of a trace under the seat, and combined with the other party's courage in the face of danger, this idea was even more firm.

The girl was still by the river, and her gloomy face did not look lethal, but very cute and lovely, but on the contrary, it made people want to laugh.

But Guan Kuo didn't smile, he was in a critical situation now, maybe just a gesture and a look from the girl, they would meet each other, he couldn't laugh at all, and he knew that the girl was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The beautiful man came to the girl.

On his body, that elegant and noble temperament disappeared in an instant, he leaned down slightly, and gently saluted: "Miss." ”

Guan Kuo was a little surprised.

His astonishment was not anything else, for he knew that the maiden was of the highest status, but, in his opinion, the young man who was as beautiful as a young man must not be of low status, and now his almost humble and natural respect was really ...... It's too much.

People who were originally very temperamental, but in an instant, they were down to the dust, and that sense of sight was very shocking.

He could understand that the status of the girl was very high, so high that she was countless ranks higher than the man.

The girl raised her thin eyebrows, glanced at Guan Kuo with bright eyes, and then spoke.

Their voices were so slight that no one could hear them except the two of them.

However, Guan Kuo still faintly heard a very thin tone, although it was not real, but this was in line with his conjecture - it was not Northern Tang dialect.

Siye is very quiet, the dozen or so horsemen chasing the abrupt people, have long been far away, only the breeze is floating, the wind is very small, blowing a slight ripple on the river surface, flashing in the sun.

Guan Kuo and Wuji were motionless, they were very clear about their current situation, but Guan Kuo's heart didn't know why it was very calm.

Although the probability was small, he began to speculate about where to break through if those people wanted to do it to themselves, who to kill first, and what route was the safest.

He experienced the night of the Guanfu and the battle of General Zhenwei, he survived, and gradually, he began to stop thinking about death, but how to live.

The wind blew slightly, lifting the girl's sideburns, as well as her snow-white skirt, she frowned and thought very attentively, and it was also very good-looking, combined with the flowing scenery around her, it became a fresh painting.

"You see, the knife in his hand, and the horse." The man said softly.

"I know, but so what?"

"I suspect that he may have pretended to be their commander, or did something else, this horse, one in a million, that knife, is definitely a famous knife that has been tempered for thousands of years, what he said is right, he should have received some orders."

"I hate those abrupt people, and now those hypocritical guys in the Northern Tang Dynasty have a good relationship with us, so I decided to save him, this stupid little soldier, it looks quite interesting, but I didn't expect him to dare to face Ben...... Miss Ben said wildly, without even saying a word of thanks, she came up and asked us with a stinky face, Miss Ben doesn't care if he dies or not, you can fix him first, as for what they did, whether the people of the Northern Tang Dynasty live or die, it has nothing to do with us, let them fend for themselves. "The girl didn't have a good airway.

Hearing the girl say "repair", the young man was a little speechless, he felt silent for the little soldier on horseback, and he thought that the girl's decision was really not interesting, because it was meaningless, he stroked his brocade robe, smiled, and asked, "How do you want to repair him?" ”

The girl's clear eyes glanced at Guan Kuo, who had a serious face, wrinkled Qiong's nose, and said: "He has a knife, he will definitely resist if he beats him, this is unfair to us, let them also bring a knife, take him down, and draw a few words on his face." ”

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and he whispered, "Which words?" ”

Hearing his question, the girl seemed to suddenly think of something extremely interesting, and raised her little face, and gradually, she smiled, and then more and more of her own idea was interesting, and her smile became thicker and thicker, and her eyes were again bent into a bright crescent, and there was light in them.

"Just write it...... I was wrong, I was a fool, I shouldn't mess with Miss, you can spare me. ”

After saying this, she clapped her white and tender little hands with some excitement, learned the appearance of the Northern Tang people, and shouted happily in the "lame" Northern Tang dialect: "Okay, good, this sentence is good, this ...... Miss Ben loved it, hee-hee-hee. ”

The young man's head was full of black lines, and his handsome face changed a little, and he said in a low voice: "Miss, this is ...... His face is so big, so many words, how can he carve it? ”

"I don't care, this is an order, an order, do you understand, that's your business, just do it, and I'll check the results." She pursed her mouth, and once again and quickly showed a puff of breath, and the speed of the change of face was so fast that it almost caught people off guard.

“……”

The young man sighed, it was really his fate to meet this little ancestor!

He shook his head slightly at an imperceptible angle, then turned to face Guan Kuo, who was riding on his horse in the distance.

He beckoned, and a man approached.

His lips moved slightly, and he gave the girl's order.

"This ...... How could this be ......" The man looked at Guan Kuo, compared the size of his face, and then thought about so many words, and couldn't help but reply in their dialect depressedly.