In the early morning, sunlight shines through the windows and fills the room

The dazzling sunlight fell on a handsome face, dispelling his sleepiness.

"Hmm."

"Why is it so hot......"

Zhang Ji, who was full of anger when he got up, snorted lowly, let out some kind of small animal-like cry, kicked off the quilt wrapped around his body, opened his eyes slightly and looked out the window, and vaguely saw a slender black shadow sitting on the windowsill.

Zhang Ji struggled to sit up, rubbed his eyes, his eyes adjusted to the harsh sunlight for a while, and finally saw the person in front of him clearly.

It was the flame spirit Ji who was still locked in the water tank last night, and at this moment, she was not wearing the black coat that Zhang Ji gave her last night, but a set of clothes that she didn't know where to find it.

A bright and bright set of ornate armor like a flame, wearing a long black dress with a high slit on the lower body, and a pair of black boots that are easy to move around under the jade feet.

Flame Lingji sat on the windowsill like that, revealing a pair of slender legs as white as jade from under the long black skirt with high slits, swaying gently, looking at Zhang Ji condescendingly.

"Looks like you slept well last night." Flame Spirit Ji looked at Zhang Ji with a smile, and her beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Ji's lower body intentionally or unintentionally, "Tell my sister, is there me in your dream?" ”

Zhang Ji rolled his eyes and pouted: "This is a normal male physiological phenomenon, just like a woman who comes to Kwai Shui every month, and it has nothing to do with dreams." ”

"It doesn't matter, you know it yourself~ However, it really took me a lot of effort to finally wake you up." Flame Lingji was noncommittal, pressed her hands on the windowsill, and jumped down directly without waiting for Zhang Ji to reply.

"What's the effort?"

Zhang Ji touched his head, not knowing what Flame Lingji meant.

Isn't he awakened by the sun? What does it have to do with Flame Spirit Ji......

"it!"

Zhang Ji suddenly found that a flame had ignited on his quilt at some point, if he hadn't kicked the quilt away because he felt hot, his body would have been burned.

"Flame Spirit Princess!"

Listening to the angry shouts coming from upstairs, Flame Lingji, who was sitting under the greenhouse downstairs, just snorted softly, glanced at the black slender figure standing on the treetops, took a sip of the tea in the cup, and did not say anything.

This fire was deliberately burned by her.

is not only to take revenge on this stinky man's frivolous behavior of suddenly hugging her last night, but also for the sake of the startled salamander.

Last night, Zhang Ji ran out of miles with her and came to this inn built on the outskirts of Xinzheng.

The two slept in separate rooms, and Flame Lingji quietly walked out of the window, only to find that Zhang Ji didn't notice her movement at all, and was still asleep, with a slight snoring sound from the tip of her nose.

Flame Spirit Ji felt funny in her heart, how to say that she was also a second-rate realm master, and she was not even prepared at night at all. That is, she still has a little conscience, and if she has no grace, she will take revenge, and Zhang Ji would have died a long time ago.

Thinking so, Flame Spirit Ji walked to the entrance of the inn in a grand manner, but before she could react, a pink sword was pressed against her throat.

"You have to be glad you didn't do anything superfluous, or this sword will slit your throat the moment you strike." A cold voice sounded in Flame Spirit Ji's ears, "Also, although I don't know why he saved you, since he did this, it's better for you to stay by his side honestly." ”

The eyes of the woman wearing a purple and white striped slim fish scale armor were very cold, and the killing intent on her body made Flame Spirit Ji feel like falling into an ice cave. She was sure that if she had spied on the sleeping Zhang Ji with malicious intentions, the salamander would have killed her without hesitation.

Flame Lingji, who was shocked by that killing intent, had no choice but to extinguish her careful thoughts and honestly go back to her room to sleep, and this time she could really only obediently follow Zhang Ji's side.

It's just that Flame Spirit Ji is also a little tempered, after all, no one likes to be held to the throat by a sword for anyone who practices martial arts.

But the awe-inspiring killing intent alone made her dare not act rashly, and she didn't dare to retaliate against the salamander. Therefore, she can only let Zhang Ji taste her fiery "enthusiasm".

In this regard, the startled salamander did not intervene to stop it.

Maybe in the eyes of the startled salamander, this flame is not a threat to Zhang Ji at all, or maybe someone also wants to see Zhang Ji deflated.

……

On the official road

A donkey cart was galloping rapidly, and the flame spirit Ji in the carriage endured the tremors and bumps up and down, lifted the black cloth in front of the carriage, and looked at Zhang Ji, who was like a child, pulling the reins excitedly, whipping one whip at the butt of the donkey, and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Zhang Ji bought a donkey and a chariot in the previous inn.

Even if it is a grandmaster master, the internal force is limited, who will use all the internal force on the road?

And the reason why he chose to buy a car instead of buying another horse for Flame Spirit Ji is because Flame Spirit Ji's beautiful figure and alluring appearance are too eye-catching. When he was at the inn before, he attracted a lot of passers-by, and even a few merchants offered him bids.

It's not that these merchants are here to stir up trouble, but that ordinary men rarely show up with their wives like this, except for those merchants who have to run and trade between the seven kingdoms. And looking at Zhang Ji's temperament, with a jade sword hanging around his waist, he is by no means a businessman, so they think that Flame Lingji should be Zhang Ji's concubine.

In this era, the status of the concubine is not high, it is just a piece of goods, and sometimes it is used by the husband to entertain the distinguished guests who come to the door.

That's right, the kind of hospitality you want.

The husband of the concubine does not feel green on his head, but only rejoices because it is his expression of the importance he attaches to his guests.

If the guest falls in love with the concubine, the concubine's husband may even give the concubine directly to the guest as a symbol of deep friendship.

And such absurd behavior will not only not be criticized, but will become a beautiful conversation, praising the husband's generosity and boldness.

In later generations, even Su Shi, who wrote "Ten Years of Life and Death" to express the pain of missing his deceased wife, was inevitably vulgar, and regarded his large number of concubines as goods, as bribes when he was demoted, as gifts when making friends, and even as barter goods for a white horse, including many pregnant concubines, and this is just a normal affair in the eyes of everyone.

Therefore, these merchants came to discuss the price of Flame Spirit Ji, but it was really not people picking quarrels and provoking trouble.

But Zhang Ji was really annoyed by the harassment, and he had no choice but to find a car to drive to avoid these troubles.

As for why it was a lowly donkey cart and not a noble-looking carriage...... Purely because Zhang Ji was curious about how fast the donkey cart could run.

I want to ...... Ah no, it should be thinking that in the future, there will be a fierce man who is called Taizong by the temple, he will wear a golden armor holy clothes, drive a donkey cart transporting grain, lame one leg, travel two hundred miles at night, and chase after the Liao country elite riding with a donkey cart defeat on the racecourse!

In the end, the speed of the donkey cart did not disappoint Zhang Ji.

Although he couldn't do the speed of the car god surnamed Zhao, it only took a moment to travel ten miles from the outskirts of Xinzheng to the outside of Xinzheng City, and this speed still refreshed Zhang Ji's three views.

And when he came to Xinzheng City and looked at this tall city, Flame Spirit Ji, who was originally a little curious about Xinzheng, lost interest.

The flame spirit Ji in the carriage turned pale, wiped the viscous liquid from the corners of her mouth with a silk scarf, and her pretty face was full of resentment and weakness.

For the first time, this always strong girl showed such a sickly and weak appearance in front of others, like a heart-warming Xizi, which made people unconsciously feel pity.

It's just that the initiator is Zhang Ji himself.

Zhang Ji looked at Yan Lingji with some embarrassment, not knowing how to explain, after all, he was the one who made a good girl vomit.

Naturally, this is not because of some sacred and great human reproduction behavior, and besides, after playing with her last night, she is pregnant today, how can it be so fast...... Ahem, no, in short, Zhang has never touched Flame Lingji, let alone a scumbag.

The root of everything is just because of the motion sickness of the Flame Spirit Queen.

In ancient times, the bumps of the carriage were unimaginably serious, and in troubled times, especially in a small and weak country like South Korea, it was naturally impossible to invest much money in the repair of roads, and it would even be damaged due to war, otherwise he would not have seen so many barren land and yellow-faced civilians in South Korea all the way south from Zhao.

And this donkey cart does not have a spring-type shockproof system, so this potholed road can be imagined for the bumps of the donkey cart, even if there is a second-rate realm of Flame Spirit Ji, under the operation of Zhang Ji's pseudo-car god, he almost vomited all the bile.

Gently patting Flame Spirit Ji's white back, and then handing over a pot of boiling water, Flame Spirit Ji's face finally regained a little ruddy, but the weakness on that face was still there.

Under the black veil, her beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Ji with a sharp light, and just wanted to say something, suddenly Flame Lingji's heart trembled slightly, and for a moment, Flame Lingji looked around vigilantly like a fried cat, as if facing a great enemy.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Ji frowned and followed Flame Spirit Ji's gaze to the surroundings, but he didn't notice that anyone was spying on them.

"In close proximity...... Very dangerous people......"

Flame Spirit Ji's face was solemn, and even her voice produced a slight tremor that she didn't notice, like a fish swimming in the water and encountering an osprey that lived by fishing.

"It's coming!"

The sound of horses' hooves came, and the flying dust obscured her vision, but Flame Spirit Ji suddenly looked in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves came from, and her red lips spat lightly.

Zhang Ji squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the blood-colored bat flag fluttering in the wind, he understood the reason why Flame Spirit Ji felt jealous.

Snow clothes and snow armor, spears like a forest.

The whole of South Korea, people who have such a unit with white as the color of their uniform......

There is only one.

"White...... Bloody Cloth! ”

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