Yu Xing was startled, and while looking up, he asked "Who?" ＂

The black-clothed young man, holding a long sword in his arms, stood on the palace wall more than a foot high in the wind, and his mask still covered his face. The figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist has a unique charm in the night, three points of pride and conceit, three points of unruliness, three points of heroism and decisiveness, mixed with a point of bearing that looks at the mountains and rivers.

Just listening to the buzzing sound, Feng Miao already recognized this "nasty ghost". Almost a year had passed, and the poison still showed no signs of attack, and Feng Miao had roughly guessed that he was being teased. The last time she met Gao Gaohuan, Feng Miao also found an excuse to ask him to probe the pulse for herself. Gao Huan only said that she seemed to have had symptoms of careless medication when she was a child, and there were no signs of poisoning.

"It's a pity that although this dish is good, it is not worthy of you," Feng Miao continued with his words, "I have another dry roasted goose paw for you." ＂

"Huh? Is there such a thing as a match? The boy seemed interested, "Let's talk about it." ＂

Feng Miao lightly opened her lips and said, "Take a goose the size of a month, put it in an iron bucket, and heat the bottom of the bucket with charcoal fire." The goose is afraid of the heat, so it can only take turns to raise its feet and walk around in the bucket, but because the wings have not yet grown, they cannot fly. By the time the two goose paws are cooked, the goslings are still alive. ＂

The young man was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "What a cruel dish." ＂

"Exactly," Feng Miaoyu sneered, "this is the truth that food and people match." Cruel and ruthless people naturally have to be paired with cruel and ruthless dishes. ＂

The young man was slightly stunned, and then laughed out loud, "You are young, but your mouth is clever and cunning, I just hope that there will be a wishful husband in the future, so that you will be willing to live for him and die for him, crush your heart, see if you dare to be so sharp-toothed." This young man is obviously not very old, but he always speaks with a condescending tone.

"Each other," Feng Miao immediately said, "I just hope that in the future, you will also meet someone, you can't love, you can't hate, and your temperament will be consumed, see if you dare to tease and coerce others." ＂

The young man lowered his head and chuckled, "Heh, what a big cowhide smell!" ＂

Unexpectedly, such a sentence made Feng Miao stunned, there are only goose paws here, where does the cowhide smell come from?

"In the early years, the Tuoba Ancestor fought with the Murong cavalry, and made a leather shield that could be shared by ten people out of a whole cowhide," the young man said unhurriedly, "No matter how arrows the crossbowmen on the opposite side were, they could be blocked back by the leather shield." I used to see it, and I only thought I was boasting about the merits of my ancestors, but I didn't take it seriously. ＂

Feng Miao knelt on the ground, tilting her head sideways and squinting her eyes slightly, the scars on her cheeks had just fallen off, leaving a shallow, crescent-like pink mark, and her eyes curved out of a round and beautiful arc. The cold moon is clear, and she is covered with a layer of soft smoke and a hazy color.

The boy paused slightly, and then said, "Today I learned that there really is a tenacious cowhide in the world. ＂

"You! Hum! Feng Miao heard him ridicule his thick skin, his face flushed with anger, looked left and right, grabbed a stone and threw it at the wall.

The boy leaned over, copied the stone in his hand, and then whistled with a clear whistle as crisp as a nightingale. He leaned forward, and there was a little smile in his buzzing voice, "After half a pillar of incense, the Yulin guards will patrol here, and those who steal goose paws should be careful and hide it." The voice seemed to be still in his ears, and the man had already climbed down the wall and hurried away.

Feng Miao didn't know whether his words were true or false, thinking that this pack of goose paws was passed on privately after all, and when it was discovered, he implicated others instead, and whispered to Yu Xing, "You go back first, I have to clean the attic anyway, and I disposed of this bag of things by the way." ＂

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