Ten miles outside Moling City, Li Mingyi rode on a horse, leisurely walking in the warm spring sun. Li Mingyi sat down on the Liangzhou horse, taking small steps, walking a few steps and bowing his head to eat two mouthfuls of grass on the side of the road, it was so quiet and comfortable. In stark contrast to him, not far behind him, Xie Yarong walked on her feet, with a difficult look.

Li Mingyi had a piece of grass in his mouth and asked, "Yarong, you really don't want to ride a horse?" ”

"Don't." Xie Yarong resolutely refused.

Since he was half-held in his arms by Li Mingyi outside Suzhou City and galloped for half a day, no matter what Li Mingyi said the next day, Xie Yarong did not ride Li Mingyi's horse again. It's not that she doesn't want to, but Miss Xie's reputation makes her afraid to ride with a man.

Li Mingyi said helplessly: "This place is still more than a thousand miles away from the Holy Capital City, are you going to go there with your own feet?" ”

"Yes!" Xie Yarong still stubbornly refused.

Li Mingyi said unashamedly: "My eldest miss, why do you bother. In this way, I will suffer a little loss, how about thinking that you should be my goddaughter? This way, you don't have to worry about what men and women don't kiss or not. ”

Xie Yarong rolled her eyes and said, "You may not be as big as me, why are you embarrassed to say such things?" ”

Li Mingyi touched the few beards on his chin and said, "You are wrong, the old man looks like eighteen, but in fact, the old man is eighty this year." So it's more than enough to be the father of you, a twenty-year-old girl. ”

Hearing him talking nonsense again, Xie Yarong couldn't help but retort: "Which eye do you see that Lao Tzu is twenty?" Father...... I'm only sixteen this year. ”

"Alright, alright, sixteen is sixteen. What happened to the old man at the age of thirty-eight to be your father? ”

"Shut up, you scoundrel."

The two of them walked to Moling City noisily, and after a while, they came to the gate of Moling City. Looking at the gate of Moling City not far away, Xie Yarong rubbed her sore feet, and couldn't help but say, "When you enter the city, you go and take the hairpin, and then we will take a boat to the Holy Capital City." ”

"Of course I'm fine with taking a boat to Shengjing, but do you think you can enter Moling City?" Li Mingli's eyes were better, and he saw from a distance that there were several Vulcan Sect disciples at the gate of Moling City checking the people who came and went.

Hearing him say this, Xie Yarong also immediately noticed the few Vulcan Sect disciples at the city gate, and said with some fear: "The Vulcan Sect has come here?" What to do? Why don't we go into the city? ”

Li Mingyi retracted his gaze and said in a joking tone: "The old man has his own clever plan, it depends on whether you are willing to be my son." ”

At this time, Xie Yarong saw that Li Mingyi was still laughing there, and said angrily: "Have your big dream of spring and autumn." It's a big deal, I'll go to the Holy Capital by myself. ”

While speaking, Xie Yarong was about to leave, and when Li Mingyi saw this, he knew that he had made a joke a little too much, so he quickly grabbed her arm and said, "Don't go, don't go." It's just a joke, so why take it seriously. ”

"Are you kidding about that?" Although Xie Yarong was held back by him, she still didn't turn her head and ignored him.

Li Mingyi hurriedly said: "Actually, it's not a joke......

"What!"

Hearing this, Xie Yarong struggled to leave again, and Li Mingyi hurriedly added, "Have you ever heard of the disguise technique?" ”

By a small river outside Moling City, Li Mingyi's hands kneaded the face of a short man with dark skin, a red neck, and ugly facial features. Li Mingyi kept pressing on the man's face with various potions with his hands, making the man's nose bigger and his mouth crooked. I don't know if Li Mingyi's methods didn't work, or if he originally planned to do this, and after a while, he made the man even uglier.

"Okay, no." Xie Yarong, who was dressed as an ugly man, couldn't help but ask. She was a deep lady who was pressed and pinched by a man on her face, and her neck was already red, but she still endured it in order to reach the capital smoothly.

After looking at it carefully, Li Mingyi didn't seem to be very satisfied with his masterpiece, but he was very self-aware of himself, so he could only say: "It's okay, I can barely see it, but my neck is too white." Feel some potions around your neck as well. ”

Seeing that Li Mingyi was about to stretch his hand to his neck again, Xie Yarong hurriedly refused: "No need, I'll just come by myself." ”

Li Mingyi didn't force it, and watched carefully as Xie Yarong smeared his neck with her white fingers, and added: "There are still hands." ”

Li Mingyi looked at Xie Yarong carefully a few more times, and made sure that there were no flaws, so he said with satisfaction: "This technique is the first time I have used it, I didn't expect it to be good, there are no flaws, but it is ugly." ”

Xie Yarong didn't know what she had become, and she could only hope that she wasn't particularly ugly, and asked, "Don't you want to be disguised?" ”

Li Mingyi casually took out a delicate human skin mask from his arms and put it on his face, instantly turned into a middle-aged man, and said, "Look, isn't this good?" ”

Seeing him take out his mask, Xie Yarong said coquettishly: "You! Why do you have a mask...... That one...... Pinch and press. ”

Li Mingyi didn't care about her words at all, and carefully pressed the mask on his face, and said, "Your skin is so white, do you think that wearing these masks of mine, those people in the Vulcan Sect are stupid?" Can't you see it? ”

Xie Yarong naturally didn't know much about the trick of Yi Rong, so she had to be taken advantage of by Li Mingyi by default. Xie Yarong cleaned up her mood and asked again, "What is my name at that moment?" Call your brother? ”

"Your name is Li Mingli, and you still have to call your father! Don't you see that Lao Tzu is forty now? Li Mingyi pretended to be angry and said.

"Don't you think! I'll call you brother at most. ”

Li Mingyi said seriously: "How can my brother be so tall and my brother so short? ”

Xie Yarong is a typical Jiangnan woman, she is delicate and lovely, and there is naturally a big gap between her height and that of an eight-foot northern man like Li Mingyi.

"You say I'm short?" Xie Yarong got angry again for some reason, "Okay, it's a big deal that I'll go to Shengjing by myself." ”

Seeing that she was really angry, Li Mingyi hurriedly confessed: "Okay, okay, you should be the elder brother, and I will be the younger brother." ”

Li Mingyi confessed, and Xie Yarong also went down the slope and said, "No, you are a brother, after all, you are forty." After speaking, Xie Yarong chuckled at the corner of her mouth, but under the disguise, this smile was a little terrifying.

The two packed up, Li Mingyi looked at the horse on the side, and asked, "Brother Mingli, do you want to ride with Brother Wei and rush to Moling together?" ”

Xie Yarong replied in a thick voice: "Two big men ride a horse together, aren't you too crowded?" ”

Li Mingyi nodded, and said seriously: "It's a bit crowded for two big men to ride a horse, but it's not ...... to ride with Miss Xie."

"Shut up for me." Xie Yarong interrupted him coquettishly.

Next, the two communicated for a while, determined the identities and purposes of both parties, and in the process, Li Mingyi was naturally a variety of gags, and Xie Yarong said a few words of coquettishness from time to time. After the two of them confirmed everything, they came to the gate of Moling City again.