The neighing of the horses spread far away with the breeze, the ruts rolled against the stones and made a slight roar, and the begonias sat on the soft cushions sewn on the silk of the Minjiang River, drinking the snow plum wine of Meishan, and even a little comfortable, humming a little song. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Naturally, he wanted to hum a little song, and he was a little surprised by the reversal of the plot, but he didn't expect that he would be saved again again after saving a plum, just like Xiaohua said, her master doesn't like to owe others favors the most, and this life-saving grace is like a surging river, how can you not report it?

"Mr. Begonia will really enjoy it. ”

Xiaohua poured wine in the carriage, served fruit, and couldn't help muttering when she looked at the comfortable appearance of the begonia.

"Want to drink?"

Xiaohua was shocked, looked at the wine glass in his hand full of longing, but immediately shook his head, and said seriously: "I need to take good care of my husband, if I drink secretly, it is strange if I go back to the master and not pick my skin, the master says all day long that I need to understand etiquette, respect and humility, and understand the elders and young, if I drink, wouldn't it be a slap in the face to his old man? ”

Begonia drank the wine in the cup, lifted the curtain, and looked at the night scene shuttling through the window, the bright moon and stars are scarce, but the road is bright so you can see farther and see higher.

He saw an eagle soaring under the moon, but the place where the eagle flew was on the carriage, he frowned slightly, and then smiled again: "Xiaohua, have you ever eaten bird meat?"

"Bird meat?" Xiaohua shook her head and said with some curiosity: "What is delicious about bird meat, there is less juice, less meat, and not one is enough to stuff your teeth." ”

"It's a very small bird, but the big eagle is different, believe it or not. ”

Following Begonia's fingers, Xiaohua looked up at it, but her face changed slightly, and she hurriedly said: "Senior brother, that is the golden biao eagle raised by Yuan Jinbiao, the nine-ring golden knife, and we are being targeted." ”

"Ah, the nine-ring golden knife Yuan Jinbiao?" Xiaomei was obviously a little anxious, and her speed of speech became a little faster: "What can I do, I have to drive for a long time, with this golden eagle in Yuan Jinbiao, he will definitely be able to catch up with us, and Mr. Begonia's body will definitely be against Yuan Jinbiao." ”

"No hurry, no hurry. Haitang said slowly: "Xiaomei, stop the carriage, you come in." ”

"Huh?"

"Mr. Haitang, what are you going to do here? Yuan Jinbiao must be on the way to chase him, we can't stop. ”

Haitang smiled: "You come in." ”

Xiaomei had no choice but to stop the carriage and get into the carriage.

The golden eagle under the moon circled for a while, seeing that the carriage did not move, and did not see Xiaomei's figure but swooping down, wanting to find out.

"Closer, closer. ”

"I'm afraid it's almost?"

"Wait, wait, wait. ”

Naturally, the golden eagle in the carriage couldn't hear it, so it really got closer and closer...... The closer you get, the closer......

A cold light flashed, and the golden eagle continued to swoop down, but this dive seemed so rude, so arrogant, it should be said that the golden eagle's strength had long been gone, and it was better to say that it was a dive than to fall down.

It's just that the golden eagle didn't fall to the ground, the thin figure rushed out of the carriage, one soared, jumped ten zhang high, and caught the golden eagle steadily, and a silver bell-like smile came from the night sky, full of joy: "Senior brother, Mr. Begonia really shot this golden eagle down." ”

In the carriage, Xiaohua happily gestured, saying how big the golden eagle was, and how powerful the flying knife was. He also said how stupid the golden eagle was, obviously flying down by himself about inviting you into the urn, it was too much, but it was a chatter.

But Begonia is happy to see this, such an energetic girl, so that his slightly tired spirit seems a little energetic.

He drank some more wine, presumably on top of the alcohol, so he fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, I felt a little cold before Haitang slowly woke up, when he woke up, he found that the carriage was empty, but his strength was restored, and his spirit was much better.

He got out of the carriage and saw the vast snow and the group of plums, a good picture of the snow scene in the painting, plum blossoms, plum blossoms red like blood, the vast white snow can not cover, and then smell the fragrance, think about the snow plum wine drunk along the way, Begonia sighed in his heart but was busy in the carriage, took out the wine jug, wine glass, poured a glass, and drank it all.

"Haha, happy!"

Before the begonia had time to feel the smell of Merlin drinking in the snow, she heard the sound of swords clashing in the distance, and the breath was so domineering that it even blocked the vast white snow and blew down the countless red plums.

Haitang frowned slightly, took a cup in her left hand and a pot in her right hand, and walked away quickly.

In the midst of Merlin, a bearded man, holding a nine-ring golden knife, with a thunderous meaning in one move, extremely fierce, blowing a strong wind, and the knife intent is fierce.

That knife was so fierce, Xiaomei Xiaohua on the side was so anxious that she wanted to come to the rescue, but she couldn't enter the aura of the sword at all, seeing that the master had fallen into the wind, Xiaomei gritted her teeth and was about to rush forward, but was blocked by a steady figure like a huge mountain.

"Mr. Begonia!" Xiaohua shouted with a crying voice: "You save the master, in order to refine the antidote, the master spent too much vitality to defeat this Yuan Jinbiao, and the second gentleman also went into retreat, otherwise how could it be the turn of this Yuan Jinbiao to be arrogant." ”

Haitang pinched Xiaohua's chubby little face and said with a smile: "Don't worry, that bearded man has a big sword opening and closing, but this Meishan belongs to your master, and it naturally forms a formation, if your master uses the Meishan formation, it is only a matter of a moment to defeat this bearded man, and let him be arrogant for a moment." ”

As soon as Haitang said this, Xiaohua remembered, yes, his own Meishan is a formation, it is said that he can be trapped and fateful, how can he not be able to defeat Yuan Jinbiao?

Thinking like this, she was also relieved, and she was naturally more careful to think about it, but she shouted loudly: "Mr. Begonia, quickly use your flying knife, just like shooting the golden eagle, and take the life of Yuan Jinbiao." ”

"It's like shooting that thousand-faced rakshasa!"

The knife in Yuan Jinbiao's hand paused, and a plum branch also rushed out with a sword from the sword intent, and went away with a sword, taking thousands of plum blossoms as a guide, and attacking with the flying snow in the sky, so that the plum blossoms in the snow were good.

That every plum is a sword flower, with a sharp sword intent, thousands of plums, thousands of swords, the meaning of uniting this heaven and earth, how can that knife be the enemy?

The most important thing is that when Yuan Jinbiao really wanted to make a move, he saw a cold light flashing, he was startled, and immediately retreated backwards, this retreat knife momentum was completely messy, Yizhimei's expression was cold, he jumped forward, the sword aura was pressing, and Wan Mei fell.

"The donor keeps people under the knife. ”

The monk descended from the sky, wearing a white monk's robe to match this snow scene, but when he fell, it was messy with the sword intent of a plum, blocking the direction of Haitang's shot, that breath was very powerful, just this breath messed up the sword intent of a plum, blowing a storm and snow, and lost the scenery.

Yizhimei retreated in front of Haitang and said solemnly: "Don't make a mess, know the fate of the strong." ”

(To be continued.) )