A gust of wind laughed and said, "This is the highest level of a thief?"

Miao shook his head emptyly and said, "The highest level of a thief is that he doesn't even want to look at it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yun Zhongfan said: "So the purpose of your cooperation with me is just to see?"

"I just wanted to see it, but now I don't want to see it." ”

A smile appeared in Yun Zhongfan's eyes: "Why?"

"Because we're friends, aren't we?"

Yun Zhongfan smiled bitterly: "You still recognize it!"

A gust of wind said, "You know?"

Miao said empty-handedly: "Of course I know! But he wasn't like that at that time." ”

Yun Zhongfan smiled, and his eyes also showed a look of remembrance.

A gust of wind glanced at Miao's empty hands, and then looked at Yun Zhongfan: "Cooperation?"

Yun Zhongfan shook his head: "I like to be alone, but if someone drinks with me, I am very willing!"

The snow grew heavier and heavier, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into water.

It is difficult to see the magnificent scenery of thousands of miles of silver in Jiangnan.

A pot of wine, three people drink, they don't look like Jianghu people, but like watching the snow and tasting plums.

"Why did the dragon hit the water so simply?" a gust of wind was still strange.

He chewed the peanuts with his empty hands and said, "Because he has already lost!"

"Lost?"

Miao said empty-handedly: "Under the pressure of his white dragon head's momentum, if the enemy can still speak, hasn't he lost yet?"

A gust of wind was stunned and sighed: "That's the worst loss!"

Yun Zhongfan suddenly picked up his wine glass and said, "Two of you, don't leave it here!"

The words fell, the wine dried up, and the people were gone.

Miaoshou smiled and looked at the empty wine glass.

A gust of wind muttered, "I always thought that my light skills were the highest in this world. ”

Miao smiled emptyly: "But you can't fly ten feet high." ”

A gust of wind said, "Can he?"

"Not only can he do it, but he also has a very easy time!"

A gust of wind suddenly said: "If there is anyone in this world who climbs higher, you should be the first, right? ”

"But he still caught me!"

A gust of wind felt a cold wind blow in my back.

He suddenly laughed and said, "It seems that we will never see the secret of iQue Gong." ”

"We can see it!"

A gust of wind was puzzled: "Why?"

Miao's empty eyes suddenly became distant, and he murmured: "Because he has a promise!"

A gust of wind looked blankly at the empty hand, this person was the same as himself, he was the object of everyone's shouting and beating on the rivers and lakes, he had never seen him admire a certain good man in the rivers and lakes.

He sighed: "It seems that the secret of 'iQue Gong' is not what Meng Kuanglong said. ”

Miao smiled emptily: "I thought you would have understood." ”

A gust of wind said: "I really should have understood, Meng Kuanglong is a fierce dragon in front of people, but he is a loach behind people!"

"This loach must be laying a net now." ”

A gust of wind said: "It's definitely not netting himself." ”

Miao Shoukong suddenly looked at a gust of wind and said with a smile: "We can let him net himself!"

A cold wind blew, and the two were gone, and a silver ingot was still spinning on the table.

The cold wind also blew through the streets at dawn.

"Liang Dart, Hewu Hehe!"

A healthy horse, a carriage.

A pennant floated on the carriage, and the golden silk threads were painted into hideous shapes of tigers and dragons, and four big characters: Dragon and Tiger Dart Bureau.

Although the horses are fat and strong, they walk very slowly.

At this moment, it stopped.

A big man like an iron tower stood in the middle of the road, his voice was like a thunderbolt, and the lantern in his hand swayed: "Dart!"

A lazy voice sounded in the car: "What dart?"

Dahan said: "Small threshold, human body dart!"

The man in the car: "Pick up!"

When the words fell, the person was out.

It was not yet dawn, and it was even dark.

Yun Zhongfan looked at Dahan: "Where are the goods?"

Dahan said: "It's coming soon!"

Sails in the clouds are waiting.

A vermilion gate creaked open, and two rows of eight bright lanterns flowed out, and then an old mother walked out with a red silk knot with a big red flower.

At the other end of the red silk is a bride with a phoenix crown and a red hijab.

Yun Zhongfan looked at the dressed bride, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of pain.

The bride was led to the side of the carriage.

Dahan said: "Deposit?"

Yun Zhongfan shook his head: "No!"

Dahan said: "It doesn't matter!"

Yun Zhongfan said: "Half of the guarantee?"

Dahan grabbed a set of big red clothes from his arms.

Yun Zhongfan said: "If I am a guarantee, not clothes!"

Dahan said: "The clothes are the gold, you put them on, and the dart will be done!"

Yun Zhongfan took it with a smile, and then put it on his body, it actually fits very well, much like a groom official.

Dahan said: "White Night City, Old Man Bai's Mansion, the dart is delivered, and the other half of the gold will arrive!"

Yun Zhongfan nodded, and the bride had already gotten into the carriage.

Yun Zhongfan had to go up too.

The horse moved, and the speed was much faster.

Yun Zhongfan held a horsewhip and carried the reins, and sat on the wheel.

The bride suddenly said, "Aren't you cold?"

She wasn't worried, wasn't she afraid that this strange dart master would mistreat her?

Yun Zhongfan said: "You are cold?"

The bride stopped talking, she was not cold, this strange dart master knew how to enjoy it, the carriage was very warm, there was a thick mink blanket underneath, and there was a small copper hand warmer on the small table at the back of the car, and under the table, there was also a larger foot stove.

The bride said, "Aren't you strange?"

Yun Zhongfan said: "What's strange?"

The bride sighed: "It seems that you have never been married, and if you are, you know how strange it is for me to marry like this." ”

Yun Zhongfan said: "Isn't it strange? Aren't you also strange?"

The bride sighed again: "A woman's fate has never been in her control, and I have to do whatever they ask me to do." ”

Yun Zhongfan smiled: "Actually, it's not strange, I've also seen wolves marry." ”

The bride seemed frightened and asked, "Wolf marrying?"

Yun Zhongfan said: "Yes, white wolf, marry someone!"

The bride was stunned and said, "How can anyone marry... Wolf, how do you get married?"

Yun Zhongfan said: "The wolf king opened the way, the little she-wolf carried a wreath made of dog's tail grass, and a group of wolves roared behind. ”

Such a picture was originally very strange and even terrifying.

But the bride smiled and said, "That little she-wolf must be very happy." ”

Women are romantic, and even they like to take fairy tales as if they were real.

The sail in the clouds is not a fairy tale.

He said coldly: "It's a pity that she died." ”

The bride said, "Die... Dead?"

Yun Zhongfan said: "She went to repay the favor, but someone didn't want her to repay the favor, so she died." ”

The bride stopped talking.

After a long time, she sighed: "People are sometimes inferior to wolves." ”

A big red hydrangea was hung on the carriage at some point, which was very festive.

It's dawn.

The snow stopped, and the wind was colder.

Although the bride had only slept for half an hour in the warm carriage, she had a dream in which she had become a little she-wolf, with the wolf king in front of her and countless howling white wolves behind her.

But in the dream, she went for revenge.

She opened her eyes, covered in cold sweat on her back.

The car door opened, and the biting cold wind made her feel excited, but the cold wind also sent in some peach blossom fragrance.

A bowl of hot eight-treasure porridge was brought in by a slender and clean hand.

It's hard to refuse something from someone who is given a neatly trimmed and clean hand with a fingernail.

She was no exception, she looked at the bowl of porridge, swallowed her saliva, but said, "The bride is not allowed to eat after she puts on her head." ”

Yun Zhongfan said: "But the bride always has a time when she is hungry, and today is Laba, you should have drunk such a bowl of porridge." ”

The bride stopped talking, but her stomach couldn't help but speak.

But she still said, "You've already arrived at Peach Blossom Ridge?"

The clean and slender hand was like an eye, and the porridge was placed on a small table in the back of the car.

The car door closed again, and the cold wind felt like someone had broken his neck.

What the bride had just said had been thrown out of the sky by her, and she ate in a very small voice, but very fast, very pleasantly, and she believed that this was the most delicious Laba porridge she had ever tasted.

If a person is well fed and in a warm environment, it is easy for him to fall asleep, and the bride falls asleep again.

When she awoke, instead of a soft mink blanket, she was covered with a damp and cold floor.

There was a small window in the high wall, and it was a window that could only hold a bowl and a few steel bars sealed.

There was a light outside the window, a cold and cold light, like a ghost fire, and there was also an oil lamp on the wall three feet below the window.

She felt cold, and her whole body was cold, but when he saw a young man in red silk beside him, he suddenly felt no cold.

She couldn't help but think of the bowl of laba porridge again.

The window moved, and a small wooden plate was lowered with ropes hanging from the four corners, and on the wooden plate was a bowl containing laba porridge.

She looked at this bowl of laba porridge, and instead of feeling delicious, she felt that her stomach was twitching.

Because she saw the head of the snake, the spider split in half, the centipede with its belly turned ...

Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside the window: "If you want your husband to wake up, give him this bowl of laba porridge! Otherwise, if he sleeps for another hour, he will never wake up." ”

The bride was stunned.

The small window closed again with a screeching sound.

Although she felt disgusted, she still had to take a look at the bowl of laba porridge.

Retracting her gaze, she cautiously raised her hand and pushed the sail in the clouds, but the person did not move.

She nudged again, but still didn't move.

She panicked, and reached out and pinched his arm.

Yun Zhongfan is like he is dead and can't wake up.

To give him a drink? or not to drink?

If he doesn't give him a drink, will he really die?

Give him a drink......

Can you drink such laba porridge?

She decided she wanted to give it a try.

She picked up the bowl of porridge with trembling hands, then closed her eyes and brought the bowl to her lips.

There was no fishy smell as she imagined, she gritted her teeth, and imagined in her mind that this was the bowl of fragrant laba porridge from yesterday, took a small sip, and swallowed it quickly.

Then she put down the porridge and quickly retreated to Yun Zhongfan's side, sitting aside and waiting to die.

There was heat churning in her stomach, and the heat was swimming inside her like little snakes.

She was desperate, but strangely enough, a married bride had not shed a single tear.

She estimated that a quarter of an hour had passed, and then she realized that she was not dead.

She ran to the wall and picked up the bowl of laba porridge, broke Yun Zhongfan's mouth, and poured the bowl of porridge down one by one.

Looking at the snake heads, spiders, and centipedes at the bottom of the bowl, she felt that the hairs all over her body stood on end, such porridge, I actually drank a sip just now?

She seemed to remember what the man outside had said.

She had heard of fighting poison with poison, could it be that these poisons could save this young dart master?

So she poured the snakehead, the spider, and the centipede into the mouth of the sail in the clouds.

As soon as the slippery poison entered the mouth, it slid down the esophagus, and it was estimated that the centipede was too thick to go down.

The bride broke Yun Zhongfan's chin with one hand, shook off the coarse porcelain bowl with the other, wiped the big red placket sleeve with her right hand, and then stretched out her slender fingers to poke into Yun Zhongfan's mouth, turned her head and stabbed the centipede with her eyes closed.

Then she finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that this face was actually very handsome under the light.

She saw him again in a blood-red robe.

How nice it would be if you could really marry such a person?

Thinking in her heart, the corners of her mouth raised a happy smile, she will definitely marry him!

She believes.

Then she felt a little hot.

She couldn't help but grab the clean and neat slender hands.

Suddenly, a door cracked in the wall.

A Taoist priest came in the door.

The Taoist priest looked at Yun Zhongfan, and Yun Zhongfan was also looking at him.

The bride said happily: "You... Are you awake?"

Yun Zhongfan smiled: "Do you hope I never wake up?"

The bride's face flushed, and then she realized that her blood-red hijab had gone nowhere.

She hurriedly tried to cover her face with her hands, but she suddenly found that she couldn't move, and her big round eyes were full of panic.

Yun Zhongfan couldn't move, but he was laughing.

The Taoist priest still looked at him and said, "Can you still laugh?"

Yun Zhongfan said: "Do you want me to cry?"

The Taoist priest was indeed crying, and he was crying very sadly.

But no tears flowed from him.

Yun Zhongfan sighed: "I don't think you're here to confess to me, right?"

The Taoist priest glared at him: "I also hope to recognize your relatives!"

Yun Zhongfan's face had become cold at some point, and there was some dampness in the cold, just like the floor of this basement.

The Taoist priest withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out, and with a wave of his hand, a small porcelain bottle flew into the mouth of the sail in the clouds.

His voice also came: "I'll give you a chance to fight a fair battle!"

Yun Zhongfan couldn't speak, because the lid of the porcelain bottle had already been opened when it fell into his mouth, and a fishy liquid poured into his mouth.

Then he can move.

The bride can also move, but she looks at the porcelain vase in Yun Zhongfan's hand, and her face is redder than peach blossoms. (To be continued.) )