"Drive!"

"Drive!"

The mountains are tall and tall, and in the early winter, there is more frost lingering.

Bai Yan rode his horse and chariot steadily, his eyes blazing, and he looked at the road that was rapidly retreating ahead.

Last night, he slept beautifully, which was the first time he was able to sleep peacefully since "ghost blood is out of control" and "ghost heads are frequently used".

"Lotus Knife Technique" has entered the fourteenth layer, and it really works! This almost completely resists the invasion of ghosts!

At this time, he concentrated on the car.

The eldest lady was carrying the eldest lady in the car.

The roads at the southern end of Shu are mainly mountain roads, so the royal hand needs to be extra careful, a nap may even take people and cars directly down the cliff, if you run into the mountain bandits again, the mountain bandits only need to block the front and back of the two roads, and the people in the middle are difficult to fly with wings.

So the two of them were silent, and the eldest lady didn't speak to affect Bai Yan.

However, the strange thing is that the two of them set off from the Tang family in Jianshan City in the morning, and passed through many areas where it is said that there are many mountain bandits, but they didn't even see half of the bandits.

To be a bandit, you have to be sharp-eyed and know who you can and who you can't mess with.

Now when it comes to who is the most difficult to mess with near Jianshan City, it is naturally the Bai Eighth Master of the Tang family.

The situation in Jianshan City has already been spread, although people who have not seen the ghost tide sneer at the ghost tide, thinking that ghosts are not like that? What's so scary? There are too many exaggerated rumors in the rivers and lakes, and if you don't see it with your own eyes, you will never believe it.

But everyone acquiesced to the title of "White Eight Masters".

Who is Bai Baye?

The darkness of the midnight eyes slaughtered hundreds of officers and soldiers, broke away from the midnight eyes, blocked the ghost tide, and then... is still alive and kicking, and now he seems to be doing things for the government, but no one dares to mess with him.

What's even more terrifying is that this Bai Ba Ye is just nineteen years old.

What kind of fierce man is this?

What kind of peerless demon is this?

As a result, the mountain bandits here all understood a truth: in Jianshan City, south of this Shu region, even if you offend the official road and the black and white roads, it is better than offending the eighth master.

Do you think this road is really safe?

In fact, this is not the case.

When Bai Yan's royal car crossed the mountain road, there were at least five or six waves of mountain bandits who occupied the mountain and looked down, and three or four mountain bandits had the idea of robbing, but this "robbery process" was all stuck in the step of "observation".

After the lookout among the mountain bandits saw the man in the royal car, they all remembered the "Portrait of Bai Baye" that the big boss showed to everyone, and then gave it to him, and then stopped the brother who was about to go down the mountain, and shouted: "It's the eighth master, it's the eighth master!" ”

As a result, the mountain bandits who were about to rob suddenly closed their team.

And at dusk, a group of mountain bandits did not see Bai Yan's appearance clearly, so they sent someone to block the road, but the macho man who blocked the road recognized Bai Yan at a glance, so he asked tremblingly: "But... The eighth master of the Tang family? ”

Bai Yan said: "I am Bai Yan. ”

The macho man who blocked the way had a very strange expression, and then he was also very witty.

He smiled and took out a bag from his waist, presented it with both hands, and shouted: "The brothers have admired the eighth master for a long time, and today I saw the eighth master passing by here, and I came to send some wild mountain dates to quench the eighth master's thirst." ”

Sweating profusely, the macho man respectfully placed his bag on Bai Yan's Mite, and retreated while holding his fists, and then fled like a fly, and when he returned, he beat the sentry again.

Bai Yan untied the bag, and there were indeed more than ten cleaned wild mountain dates inside, which were big, round, and fresh, so he threw them behind the car and said, "Clean." ”

Tang Xianzhi, who had thought of everything, smiled and trembled, and said, "This is still useful to report the name of your eighth master when you are walking outside." Everyone is robbed by bandits, eighth master, you are a robber and robber..."

She thought it was very funny, especially the appearance of the macho man just now who didn't even fight, so he was short and ran away with people, which really made her happy.

At the same time, it also allowed her to further see how the three words "Bai Baye" have a deterrent power on the rivers and lakes south of Shudi.

She followed Bai Yan out, and this was obviously a risky journey, but it turned into a play.

The curtain was put down, Tang Xianzhi took out a mountain date, and took a bite, sweet and sour.

She closed her eyes, still a little dreamy in her heart.

The eighth master who can make the mountain bandits so scared... It's actually someone from her Tang family.

Is... It's outrageous than a dream.

It's getting dark.

The carriage stopped at the "Blue Yuan Town" in the "Eight Towns".

In this small town, Bai Yan didn't get any preferential treatment.

The mountain bandits need to know who they can't mess with, so they know Bai Yan.

But the townspeople of the town and the owner of the inn only vaguely knew that something had happened in Jianshan City, but they didn't know what it was.

Information blockage, in this era of information transmission by letter... Fairly common.

The eldest lady also got out of the carriage, sat down side by side with Bai Yan on the Miteji seat, and then picked an inn that looked clean, planning to stay overnight and leave tomorrow morning.

The two of them set up their salutes, had dinner in the restaurant, talked for a while, and then went back to their respective rooms.

Tang Xianzhi sat under the long table in front of the window, looking at the wall, breathing a little inexplicably fast.

A man who is handsome, who you don't hate, who has power and power, but who is willing to be nice to you, is in itself a terrible estrophic drug.

Although Tang Xianzhi "restarted" the relationship, he wanted to draw a clear line between him and Bai Yan.

But just one day, she found that her psychological defense line was about to be broken again.

"Bai Yan..."

She whispered the magical name, wanting to do something, but... She couldn't.

She is afraid of being hurt, afraid of gossip, afraid that rash actions will break the established relationship, afraid of gaining and losing, and having nothing more... If you don't want to be disappointed, it's best not to get your hopes up from the start.

Even if it seems so real and wonderful.

She tried to take a deep breath to calm the sudden spring thoughts.

"It's impossible for me to be with him."

"He's my brother-in-law."

"I... I can't lose to myself! ”

Tang Xianzhi told herself, then soaked in the warm water of the wooden barrel, washed away the dust on the snow-white carcass inch by inch, and then put on clean and sunny clothes, stood alone in front of the mirror, looked at the beautiful classical beauty in the mirror, looked gloomy, and then went to the bed, and the coquettish voice in her heart actually sounded again.

"Why can't it be?"

"It's just a sister-in-law who recognizes it, so what's the matter?"

"Have fun in time, have fun in time!"

"I'll go to the next room tonight, and then go to his bed, and tell him that you're going to give him a son~~ He respects you, so... He'll be sure to promise you, hee-hee-hee. ”

"He will do what you want him to do, as long as you... Just after midnight, push open his door and get under his covers. ”

"Go, go~~"

The sharp and crazy voice made Tang Xianzhi cover her ears, her delicate body curled up, shrunk in the corner of the bed, and shouted: "Don't say it, stop it!" ”

However, this other person has almost become an independent individual, as if it were another real person, that is, she wants to control it, but she can't control it.

The voice grew louder and louder in her head.

Slowly... Slowly...

Her red lips were upturned, her peach blossom eyes were slightly hooked, and her expression was dripping with spring water, and then her long legs moved slightly, got off the bed, wrapped herself in a sheet, and walked to the next room.