Chapter 217: People are small and ghosts are big

"Yay"

"Thank you, Uncle Flyer"

The dumplings continued to roll back on the dry and thick pile of red leaves, having a lot of fun, their foreheads and the tips of their little noses were shining, and Su Xiaojiu saw this and admonished, "Your Highness, run slowly, be careful that your clothes are sweaty." ”

Although the sun is warm today, there is no lack of mountain winds, and it is easy to flash sweat out of the head.

Mo Yao turned his head from the pile of leaves, and looked at Su Xiaojiu staying on the wheel, very regretful, "It's a pity that Sister Jiujiu is injured, otherwise she can play with us"

Su Xiaojiu leaned on the door of the carriage and basked in the sun, warm and comfortable, and said with a smile, "It's the same to watch you play, but be careful that there are stones hidden under the leaves, don't knock it." ”

The horses were leisurely eating grass, occasionally snorting a few times, she was laughing next to her, the dumplings were making trouble, Xiao Jing's heart suddenly calmed down, leaning on the trunk of the tree with his sword, accompanied by the fallen leaves, enjoying this rare and comfortable time.

The aroma of osmanthus cake still lingers in the mouth, lingering on the tip of the nose, and dyeing the air sweet.

But the sky is not easy to see, the mountains and forests in the distance, the direction of the road, suddenly flew a group of frightened birds, Mo Hong was lying on the ground, the first to see, seemed to have found something terrible, stretched out his little finger to the sky and said, "Wow, look at a lot of birds in the sky"

Mo Yao Mo Ying stopped chasing, turned their heads to look together, and sure enough, they saw that there was more black pressure on the canopy in the distance.

Those birds looked like they were just black spots sprinkled in the sky, and there was no sound here, indicating that it was not close to here, Su Xiaojiu was curiously stretching his neck to look, but Xiao Jing had already quickly got up and carried the dumplings into the carriage one by one, "It's not early, let's hurry." ”

The place where the frightened birds were was the direction they had come, and he was in charge of the guard, and with her by his side, he did not dare to take it lightly.

Although Su Xiaojiu felt that he was making a fuss, it was always good to be cautious, and he was very cooperative in getting into the carriage and appeasing the three fried little balls, "Uncle Flying Man is afraid that bad guys will catch up, let's keep up with the big army first, and then go down to play after making sure it's safe."

Mo Yao could hang an oil bottle on his mouth, but remembered that when he went out, his father had told him by name that he must be obedient when he came out, otherwise he would immediately let Uncle Flying Man send him back to the palace, so he didn't dare to raise objections, Mo Ying has always been sensible and taught his sister not to make trouble for Uncle Flying Man, Mo Hong happened to be a little tired, so he obediently fell into his sister's arms.

Su Xiaojiu picked up the grass blade crumbs on the clothes on the clothes on the heads of a few little babies, and felt that Xiao Jing suddenly accelerated his speed, and almost rolled into a ball with the dumplings.

The little babies felt very excited, opened the car window and looked outside, felt that the scenery was running backwards fast, and began to talk again.

Although Xiao Jing had already picked up speed, their carriage was too big, and it carried a few people, especially the ground was soft and the wheels had great resistance, and it didn't take long for the sound of "driving" behind him, even if he stepped on the fallen leaves, he could hear the urgency of the horses' hooves.

The group all looked back at the window, all wanting to see what the bad guy looked like, and in the end, Mo Yao's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to see clearly, shouting, "Don't be afraid, just an old man"

Su Xiaojiu shouted so loudly because he was afraid that people wouldn't hear it

Xiao Jing was driving, and he couldn't see the scene behind the car, but he listened to the sound of the man riding the horse behind him, obviously a practitioner, so he grabbed the reins with one hand and clenched the sword with the other.

Although Su Xiaojiu also wanted to see who it was, but the window was tightly blocked by a few balls, and she couldn't squeeze in at all, but since Mo Yao said that he was just an old man, he should just happen to be passing by, otherwise he would come out to be a robber at an old age, which would be a bit of a drain, so he poked his head out of the carriage and said to the straight back, "Don't be nervous, it's an old man who has no malicious intent." ”

Xiao Jing didn't say a word, she still drove the carriage fast, and the black hair behind her rose with the wind, making Su Xiaojiu's face smush, and her face hurt when she smoked, so she quickly retracted and sat down steadily.

Even if he is an old man, he can ride a horse so fast and has skills, he is not an ordinary old man.

In an instant, the unknown old man had caught up, but he did not look at their strange carriage, but rode his horse whistling by.

Su Xiaojiu poked his head out to look at the back, "Why does it look like Master Hou?"

Xiao Jing didn't look back, "It's Yongyi Hou." ”

Su Xiaojiu breathed a sigh of relief, "I ran in such a hurry, I should be chasing them, so can we go a little slower?"

I didn't feel that I was walking slowly in front, but I would suddenly accelerate, and I could obviously experience the difference between the carriage and modern cars, and it was still not as comfortable as the shock absorption

Rubbing his lower back, the injury began to ache faintly again, Su Xiaojiu grinned and sat down against the carriage, glad that Yong Yihou didn't care about finding them.

Yesterday, he entered the palace overnight and chatted with Emperor Yuan and Emperor for a whole night, but he didn't expect to come back without resting first, but chased them directly.

Su Xiaojiu still remembered what he didn't finish when he left, for fear that he would see him and think about it again, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the carriage door, although it was through the thick door panel, she could imagine the handsome back in the dark shirt, if he listened to it

Damn, what do you want?

Su Xiaojiu shook her head, and kicked the deer that suddenly came out of her heart to wander around, she wanted to play the script as a strong woman without a c, a little boy or something, just look at the eyes, for the old cow to eat tender grass, a little bit of a can't do it.

The dumplings were tossed upside down in the carriage just now, sometimes rolling in a ball, not only were they not afraid, but they were also having a lot of fun, and when they heard Su Xiaojiu's words, they shouted, "Don't Uncle Flyer be faster, it's so fun."

The carriage failed to do what the group wanted, but the pace gradually slowed down, Mo Yao stretched out his little head from the carriage again, and looked at Xiao Jingdao with dissatisfaction, "Uncle Flyer, hurry up."

"It's fast and the car is easy to fall apart, do you want to be thrown out?"

Mo Yao stuck out his tongue, retracted his head again, slammed the door, squinted at Su Xiaojiu with his arms crossed, and looked at her with a hairy heart, "Why did you suddenly look at me like this?"

"I found out."

The villain looked Su Xiaojiu up and down in a hurry, and under the annotation of the three of them, he held his chin and concluded: "Uncle Flyer only listens to Sister Jiujiu's words. ”

Someone's hand shook outside the carriage, and the horse almost lost control.

Su Xiaojiu's face turned red, "Your Royal Highness, don't talk nonsense, what's the matter?"

Mo Yaoren turned around and sat down, learned from the adults to lift Erlang's legs, and began to analyze, "Just now we wanted to play for a while before leaving, but Uncle Flying Man didn't let us, but as soon as Sister Jiujiu spoke, he immediately agreed." ”

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