Chapter 182: Fruits Raining Down

Maybe it's because it's a troubled time, or maybe it's because the materials in this world are too poor. The people of the time like everything gorgeous, rich, and full.

Although Wei Luo is not plump enough, she is very gorgeous and rich, and most importantly, she is more generous and quiet than today's women.

This is a precarious era, no matter what position you are in, whether it is a queen, a princess, or a singer, everyone does not know if they will be alive tomorrow.

This kind of panic and uneasiness that has been buried in the bones since birth makes it rare to have a sense of tranquility in the temperament of the people of the time.

Kwelo has.

Although she also felt that the day was precarious, she was born by the prosperous world, and the life in this life can be said to be obtained by her accident.

Therefore, no matter how nervous, uneasy, or frightened she is, she still has a kind of serenity, a kind of serenity engraved in her bones, and revealed when she doesn't pay attention.

At this moment, the crowd was divided into two rows, everyone was crowded, and in the middle of raising his eyes, Wei Luo lowered his eyebrows and sat quietly in the sedan chair. Her beautiful little face is serene and tranquil, and her red robe reflects her white skin and black hair like ink.

At the front of the road were some rangers, and it was they who wept for Wei Luo when she died, and when they knew that she was still alive, they asked to see her.

At this time, they saw it.

At this moment, everyone was very satisfied.

In the eyes of the rangers, Wei Luo's serenity and ease faintly reveal a master's demeanor. Of course, this is just a metaphor. They just felt from Wei Luo's performance that she was indeed extraordinary, indeed different from ordinary beauties.

The carriage gradually moved forward. As he drove along, a rough voice sang loudly: "Men and women, dressed in fine clothes." The two cities are exchanged, and the wife of righteousness and faith. The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the eyes are beautiful. ”

The song was cheerful and smooth, and in the midst of this singing, the carriage gradually drove into the center of the street.

By the time we got to the center of the street, everything was different again.

Here, pedestrians walk to the side, leaving their places to young men and women sitting in sedan chairs.

Of course, only the young men and women of the powerful families sit in sedan chairs, and the children of ordinary untouchables still sit on bald donkey carts. As for this donkey cart, it was specially prepared by the deacon, that is, the righteous king, and it is for the poor and lowly to use today.

When they arrived at the center of the street, the onlookers began to carry bamboo baskets, which were full of pears, peaches and other colorful fruits.

Wei Luo only noticed this, and suddenly, four or five pears rained down on her headlessly.

Wei Luo's kung fu is good now, and she knows at a glance that although these fruits have passed over her head, they will not hit her.

Sure enough, there were a few crisp "bangs", and a few fruits smashed into the cart behind her.

This "bang" sound is like a signal flare.

In an instant, countless fruits were thrown at her. The raindrops formed by the fruits are very amazing, and they are overwhelming.

Some people's hand strength will be off, and as soon as the fruit is smashed, it actually smashed into Wei Luo's body and wiped it from the corner of her clothes.

In the rain of fruits, several aristocratic girls who were also sitting in the sedan chair turned around and picked up a few fruits from the back of the car, and threw them at Yixinjun with a smile.

They smashed while laughing coquettishly, and in the laughter, a girl sang loudly: "There are gentlemen, such as cutting, such as learning, such as grinding!" There are gentlemen, white robes fluttering, and wonderful eyes. There are gentlemen, please see them, and pity them when you see them. ”

The girl's singing voice was long and clear, and along with her singing, several singing voices were heard from all directions.

Some of these singing voices praise Wei Luo's beauty, and some praise the beauty of other teenagers.

On Wei Luo's side, the fruit rain did not stop at all. Wei Luo is very good at it, and her eyesight is outstanding, and whenever a fruit smashes at her by mistake, she leans slightly and dodges it.

Just when she was dodging slightly, she suddenly heard a crisp sound of "porphyry", and she hurriedly looked at Yixinjun. I saw a fist-sized mountain fruit smashing his handsome face. When the fruit rolls down, a fruit mark immediately appears on his left cheek.

When the fruit came just now, Wei Luo wanted to reach out and help Yixinjun block it. But seeing that so many swordsmen behind him didn't move, he stopped again—she was a weak woman, and she couldn't be too conspicuous.

Wei Luo thought so, and when a finger-sized snake monster fruit was thrown, he didn't let it go, and let it smash on his forehead.

The fruit smashed it, instantly leaving a red juice mark on Wei Luo's forehead.

This juice mark added a strange demonic aura to her face.

Seeing Wei Luo like this, even the girls who looked at Yoshinobu Jun were stupid.

At this time, a woman's laughter came, "Today I know that the beauty of a woman is really worth two cities." ”

In the sound of beauty, dozens of fruits smashed into the cart behind Wei Luo.

The carriage slowly drove ahead.

Now it has arrived at the most famous four-shaped street in Qidu. Here is an intersection, in the middle of which there is a wide square.

At this moment, young men and women sitting in sedan chairs can be seen everywhere in the square.

It can be said that there will be no more than five people in the whole city who are really invited because of beauty. And Wei Luo and Yi Xinjun are naturally the most of them.

As soon as Wei Luo and the two arrived, there was a burst of cheers and cheers in the square.

In the cheers, countless fruits were smashed all over the world. In the heavy rain of fruits, Wei Luo frequently looked at Yixinjun. She was worried that he had been smashed too badly.

Seeing this, she was relieved. Clearly, no one was really playing a prank on such a festival, and there was no new mark on his face except for the one blue mark.

In the cheers, Wei Luo faintly felt that someone was looking at him.

It should be an ordinary thing for someone to look at her, but Wei Luo just felt the difference.

She turned her head to look.

At this glance, she saw that twenty steps to her left, a young man in blue was sitting on a sedan chair, this young man had clear eyebrows and handsome eyes, but he was a son.

Wei Luowan never thought that he would sit on the sedan chair in such a festival.

She forgot at this time that although Gongzi Zhi had performed the crown ceremony, he had not yet married a wife, and of course he was the protagonist today.

Wei Luo just glanced at it, and found that behind Gongzi Rank, in addition to thirty or forty swordsmen, there were also five or six Magi in his arms. Of course, the Magi were in carriages.

Looking at it, she frowned and thought: Could it be that today is the blind date of Gongzi's rank?

While Wei Luo was thinking nonsense, Childe looked at her fixedly.

His gaze was gentle and deep. He looked at her quietly, and the look in his eyes made Wei Luo vaguely remember the beginning. When she first came to Guidi, she occasionally looked back at it, and it was such a gentle look in her eyes.

Just glanced at each other, Gongzi Zhi turned his head, and Wei Luo also withdrew his gaze.