Hui Dong touched the back of his head with his bandaged hand and grinned, like that, he was really a little honest and stupid.

Dice Zhijiao looked at Hui Dong's appearance and couldn't help but feel funny. She stood in her hand, straightened Hui Dong's clothes, and instructed: "Be careful on the way to Lincheng, remember, don't talk to strangers......"

Dice Zhijiao said this, and this usually silent person took over the words directly, and said: "Remember, yellow and white things cannot be exposed, which is easy to attract danger and be remembered by people with hearts." Remember, don't stay in a dilapidated temple or a nice inn. Remember, don't be hungry on the road, but if you travel a long way, it's not easy to eat too much, and you should have a smile on your body. Some dry food, meaty and watery. ”

Seeing that Hui Dong told him one by one about what he had explained, Dice Zhijiao also nodded with relief, with a smile on her face.

Hui Dong was still grinning and continued: "I remember what Sister Jin said. Wait until I bring Shaohong from Lincheng, and then come to see Sister Jin. ”

Hui Dong's well-behaved appearance also satisfied Dice Zhijiao, she asked: "The bow was originally called Shaohong, and every time I hear you mention it, it is all red and red." ”

"Sister Jin will definitely like it when she sees him. ”

Yu Zhijiao also squinted and nodded, but she blinked, seemed to think of something, and asked, "If you don't mention it, I'll forget." That guy in Qingchuan once said that the archers have a lot of origins, Huidong, do you know what the origin is?"

Hui Dong touched the back of his head with his hand again, frowned slightly, and said, "I can't say it, but I only roughly understood it when I saw the Bailing City Lord." ”

As soon as she heard Hui Dong's words, Di Zhijiao also frowned, and then, her eyes widened, and she hurriedly asked: "Hui Dong, you tell my sister, what is Shaohong's full name?

Hui Dong was not surprised by Dice Zhijiao's reaction at all, and replied: "Shaohong's surname is Hua, and his name is Hua Shaohong." ”

"Hua Shaohong?" Di Zhijiao repeated the name, her eyes were full of surprise, but then, she turned to ecstasy and said, "So, Shaohong, is he the younger brother of the city lord, is he the person the city lord has been looking for?"

Although Hui Dong didn't know if Bai Ling had been looking for Hua Shaohong, when he saw Bai Ling and saw Bai Ling's appearance, he didn't have to guess, he had already determined that Bai Ling was the brother Hua Shaohong was looking for, and Hua had no intention.

Hui Dong nodded, then blinked, and said, "I remember, Sister Jin has been out all the time and rarely goes back to the West, so I haven't seen Shaohong." If Sister Jin saw him, she would definitely recognize him. ”

Dice Zhijiao didn't care about this at this time, her face was full of excitement, and she said, "Huidong, you go to Lincheng earlier, and bring the bower to Hanshu City earlier." The two brothers must have been excited to see each other. ”

Looking at the expression of Dice Zhijiao, Hui Dong was not surprised and nodded. Then, the two didn't say anything more, just looked at each other a few more times, and Hui Dong left.

Looking at the back of Hui Dong leaving, Dice Zhijiao was still smiling. Wait for Hui Dong to bring Hua Shaohong to Hanshu City, and when Bai Ling sees his younger brother, he will have one less heart knot.

In this way, Bai Ling can devote more energy to his ambitions.

Thinking of this Honghong, Dice Zhijiao had to think of the other person in her mouth. With her, there is also the lord of Qingchuan who is the same archer as Hui Dong, Hua Shaohong, and the thirteen horsemen of Zhongxi Hou's direct line.

It's been too long since there has been news from Qingchuan, and I don't know if this heartless guy is still intoxicated with the dream of persuading Zhongxi Hou to chase the world.

Dice Zhijiao couldn't help but sigh when she thought about it, Qingchuan, a madman, I don't know, does he really think that Hou Ye has the appearance of an emperor, or is he selfishly thinking about his own dream of Zuolong?

Dice Zhijiao thought about Qingchuan, and she began to be curious as soon as she left the east, although now Daye, although it is indeed restless inside and outside.

Outside, leaving the east, the ambition of the wolf son of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and the Ace in the west is slightly settled.

Inside, not to mention the two hereditary cities of the West Never Sleeps City and Lincheng, the other ten cities, the forces of various families have been mixed in them, and they have never been divided.

But even so, today's Daye, outside, despises the east and is not afraid of the Northern Qi. Inside, although it is not a prosperous age, there are few cases where there is not enough food and clothing.

Isn't this kind of big Ye enough?

Dice Zhijiao doesn't understand what the so-called Qingyang Rebellion has to be attached to, she only knows that from the perspective of a woman's family, it is a great thing to let the people live well.

Then, she smiled again, because she thought of Qingchuan's identity, or rather, Qingchuan's origin.

Among the thirteen of them, the wolf king is the down-and-out young master of the western Fanbang. She is a who was insulted and discarded by her companions.

And Qingchuan is not from Daye.

Thinking about Qingchuan's origin, the smile of the dice is meaningful. She really couldn't associate Qingchuan with such a family, after all, Qingchuan's martial arts were really mediocre.

Di Zhijiao couldn't help but shake her head, and gently patted her face with her hand, these are not things to think about now.

The most important thing now is that the good brother who found him in the cold wood is.

I heard from my brothers that the people in the cold city left the east, but all those whose identities were a little unclear died mysteriously. Don't think about it, these should also be the things that this good brother of cold wood does.

And the last time this good brother of cold wood was seen was the same woman in a teahouse. This man really looked at the bowl and thought about the pot.

She had seen the girl in the colorful clothes, and the girl's appearance was comparable to that of Madame Birch, and she was several points better than herself. With such a beautiful lady by her side, she has to hook up with others, this good brother of cold wood is not a good thing.

But I really wanted to come to something, someone handed me a pillow when I was sleepy, I missed my mother's family, and this uncle Liu came.

Dice Zhijiao didn't take two steps, and she met someone.

A woman in a pink cloak and tulle. Although this woman's figure is covered by a cloak, Dice Zhijiao still thinks that if this woman undresses, she will be a stunner figure that men will like.

She walked by, and there was a good smell of flowers, which she carefully recognized, it was the fragrance of roses.

The two passed by, Dice Zhijiao stopped, and the woman in pink also stopped.

Dice Zhijiao turned around and saw that the woman in pink had also turned back.

With a smile on her face, her tone was calm, and she asked, "The girl is so familiar, I don't know where you have seen it?"

The woman in pink spoke, her voice was pleasant, and she said: "The dice are delicate, and they are known as Jia Daguanren." It was originally a fine work of Dongli, but in the end, he was in Daye and stayed in the most unfriendly cold city for Dongli people. ”

Hearing that the woman in pink had explored her bottom clearly, Dice Zhijiao couldn't help frowning slightly and was quite guarded.

The woman in pink couldn't help but touch her hand on her waist when she saw the dice Zhijiao, and couldn't help laughing: "If you have the intention to kill you, your whip can't save your life." ”

When Dice Zhijiao heard this, she also changed back to a smiling expression, and said: "It's a guest from afar, why don't you find a restaurant, and the slave family is the east, is it okay to have a drink?"

The woman in pink was silent, silent for a while, and the woman in pink nodded.

Dice Zhijiao took a few steps forward, walked a step in front of the woman, and asked with a smile: "Since the girl has investigated the bottom of the slave family so thoroughly, it may be said that the girl is from which mountain and which temple?"

The woman in pink let out a laugh, and she didn't mean to hide it at all, and replied: "Peach Blossom Temple, Mo Dai!"

If these two daughters meet just ordinarily, then the story of this cold city does not need to be told further. But it is precisely because these two daughters met today and talked later, the story of the cold city is more interesting.