In addition to being a restless little ancestor, this is also a delicate flower that has never seen the sinister outside.

Guan Kuo actually didn't know what they were going to do, they fought to the death, it seemed that it was just for the girl's casual will, he was standing there now, while relieving the impact he had just received, while waiting quietly.

At this point, he knew that it was impossible for him to put the idea of kidnapping the girl into practice, and now, he didn't know what to do.

"Xiao An'an" also doesn't know what he should do now.

They didn't have any special purpose for this trip, just to play with that little ancestor, and to put it mildly, it could be said to protect that little ancestor.

Between them and Guan Kuo, they would only help each other, and then separate, never to see each other again, but now, they are fighting because the girl thinks so.

In that case, for now, let's look at the girl's thoughts.

Everything was quiet, the wind of the four fields was blowing, gently and slowly, slightly cool and slightly cold.

The white palace skirt hidden by the girl behind "Xiao An'an" loomed.

She poked out some of her head again, glanced at Guan Kuo, and when she saw the scars again, she seemed to be frightened again, her face turned white, and she quickly shrank back again.

Soon after, she poked her head out again as if curious, and glanced at Guan Kuo, this time her gaze lingered a little longer, but she quickly shrank back as if frightened.

She did this a few times, and it seemed a little funny, but the people who were waiting for her didn't think so.

"Xiao An'an" finally couldn't help it, he coughed, and whispered in their dialect: "Miss, look...... What do you think? ”

The girl wrinkled her nose.

"It's scary, that guy, but it looks so pathetic......" she muttered to herself.

"Xiao An'an" is full of black lines.

Little ancestor, don't you still want to play tricks on others, and now you feel pitiful to others, what kind of trouble are you going to make? He thought to himself.

Guan Kuo should have shouted right away that it is now in your hands, and he wants to kill and chop your poop or something, but he is really not in the mood to say these nonsense pretending to #.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves came from the east.

A dozen or so men dressed in the same costumes as the men who formed the knife formation urged the horses to hurry, and returned, the strange scimitar swinging around their waists full of cold murderous intent.

"Xiao An'an"'s face gradually became as plain as usual, but he was radiant and handsome.

"All dead?" He asked.

His voice is not loud, and even because he deliberately went to learn how to speak from the Northern Tang Dynasty, and because his tone is not accurate, it seems a little funny, but it is invisibly full of majesty.

The man at the front nodded.

They didn't show off their merits and shouted how many enemies they had killed, but they nodded silently, but they were full of strong confidence and undoubtedness.

It is entirely believed that none of the ten abrupt people survived.

Guan Kuo counted their numbers, and there were still thirteen, none of them missing.

He shuddered a little in his heart, he knew very well the power of those abrupt cavalry, as the opponent of the Northern Tang Dynasty for many years, the Tuwu people were definitely not vegetarians, and now, the whole army was wiped out and the comparison was intact, such a huge contrast......

He couldn't help but look at the girl who was blocked by "Xiao An'an" again.

The girl's guards were so powerful, and he became more and more curious about the true identity of the other party.

At this moment, the thirteen people dismounted, and with a few whistles, the horses that had magically suddenly burst out to become war horses just now turned into several lightning bolts like wild horses that had escaped the reins, and galloped rapidly, and soon disappeared without a trace, as if they had never been there.

This is still the first time Guan Kuo has seen such a scene.

The thirteen men saw the obvious and delicate scene, but no one asked, so they stood on the periphery and began to guard the surroundings.

With such tacit understanding and strict discipline, Guan Kuo had to admit that such a team was much more elite than their army. The key is still that sentence, because of the identity of the girl, these more than 80 people are very powerful, and it is common sense that they are more powerful than the army, and the number of such people will not be large, otherwise, there will be 180,000 people, and no country will be their opponent.

The girl seemed to have made some movements, and "Xiao An'an" turned her head, leaned down, and listened respectfully.

At the end, "Xiao An'an" turned to a man and said, "Find him a dress, he looks like this, it just stains the eyes of the young lady." ”

Guan Kuo: "......"

Untraceable: "......"

Facing the man who handed over the clothes, Guan Kuo was extremely vigilant, and finally in the man's very dissatisfied eyes, he carefully took the clothes and threw down the original tattered.

The girl just poked her head out again with a curious face, and her beautiful eyes happened to see Guan Kuo, who was naked and full of scars, and in addition to feeling dizzy because of those shocking wounds, her face turned red in an instant, and she scolded:

"Hooligans!"

Probably because she was in a hurry, she rarely made a slip of the tongue, these two words are the dialect of her hometown.

When he heard these two words, Guan Kuo's figure shook violently, and then asked in Wu Nong's soft language, "Are you ...... Wu people? ”

There was a dead silence.

……

……

The twilight autumn wind, with a touch of winter, is slightly cool, and it is a little cold when it penetrates into the body.

On the surface of the river, there was some moisture floating, drifting along the wind, wetting the palace skirt.

The girl's white skirt spread out in all directions, looking down from the air, it really looked like a beautiful white lotus.

Guan Kuo was surprised by their true identity, but everyone around him, including "Xiao An'an", including the girl, was equally surprised.

They are Wu people, and there are not many people who can speak the Northern Tang dialect, and as Guan Kuo said, they are really a bit lame.

Similarly, there are not many people in the Northern Tang Dynasty who can speak Southern Wu dialect.

However.

Guan Kuo's Wu Nong's soft language is very standard, flawless, and with a faint and elegant Wu Feng Chu Yun, which is so perfect that it shocks them and moves them.

If they hadn't understood that he was a soldier of the Northern Tang Dynasty, and the Northern Tang dialect was also standard, they would have thought that they had met a fellow villager of Southern Wu who had been exiled to the northern frontier of the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Guan Kuo's Wu language is completely different from ordinary Nanwu people, his kind of charm and style, only the upper class of Nanwu can have, this can not be pretended, only since childhood, under the edification, will have such a temperament.

(End of chapter)