The long smoke of the desert entered my arms.

Zhao Wushuang had already run out of the city for several miles by himself, but what he didn't expect was that the short old man next to the girl with a problem with his head was so good, although the red and brown horse under his seat was not a good horse that traveled thousands of miles a day, but it was also an authentic good horse in the Western Regions, and the short old man held the little girl as if he had nothing, and every step out was three feet away, hanging tightly behind him.

Zhao Wushuang frowned, it seemed that he had met a master, and he was not an ordinary master, "I'm sorry Brother Ma!" Zhao Wushuang flicked the reins violently, and the fierce horse was fierce and fierce, and his speed instantly increased a lot.

Er Qin in the arms of the short old man glared, this is worth it, "Grandpa Tu, hurry up, he has speeded up!"

The short old man laughed loudly, "Your Highness, don't worry, he can't run, damn, little rabbit!" The short old man's face froze, and the momentum of his whole body changed suddenly, and the moment his legs hit the ground, he suddenly bent and bounced again.

Boom!

The entire sandy area was stepped out of a big pit by the old man, and with the help of the treading force, the short old man flew away like an arrow, and in an instant, he appeared beside Zhao Wushuang and walked hand in hand with him.

The short old man turned his head and showed a "kind" smile, "Little bastard, run!"

"I've found you, I've found you!" Erqin shouted.

Zhao Wushuang was a little confused, "Is there a hole in the brains of these two people?" He thought that the short old man was suspicious and came to chase him, but he didn't expect the two of them to make faces there like children.

The short old man was furious when he saw that Zhao Wushuang still didn't stop, "Damn, you want to exhaust the old man?" The short old man grabbed Erqin with one hand, and slapped Zhao Wushuang with one free.

"Grandpa Tu don't!" Er Qin was shocked.

The short old man said helplessly, "Don't worry about not killing him!"

Boom!

Zhao Wushuang was shocked and flew to the other side, Zhao Wushuang in mid-air suddenly turned around and landed lightly, and the fierce horse stopped and trotted to Zhao Wushuang's side.

The short old man stopped and was a little surprised, "It's kind of interesting!"

Er Qin came down and patted his little hands, and his little face was full of playful smiles, "The little pot is so powerful!

When he said this, the short old man snorted: "The old man just keeps his hand, otherwise he can stop the old man with a little kid who hasn't grown his hair yet?"

Zhao Wushuang's face was pale, damn, did Lao Tzu recruit you or provoke you, it was a slap when he came up, and he was mocked after the beating?

Uncle can bear it, and grandpa can't bear it!

Zhao Wushuang swept out with one leg, and the yellow sand around him instantly turned into a tornado of yellow sand around him, he stretched out his hand and his true qi fluttered in the palm of his hand, although most of the meridians were destroyed, but the internal force condensation of more than ten years was not practiced in vain, and the yellow sand turned into a palm print.

Erqin's eyes were full of little stars, "It's so beautiful!"

The short old man covered his face, "It's good-looking, my highness, alas! People obviously want to shoot you to death!"

The palm print burst out, and the short old man stood in front of Er Qin, sneering: "Carving insect skills!"

After the old man took one hand, he turned his palm into a palm and slapped it gently, and a transparent palm force collided with the yellow sand palm print.

In an instant, the yellow sand dispersed, and the transparent palm power still did not change, and it approached Zhao Wushuang.

The sword intent in Zhao Wushuang's heart was about to rise, but he was pressed to death, and the old man was not an ordinary person at first glance, so it was better not to be exposed.

With the strength of his palm, Zhao Wushuang's body shape changed uncertainly, and finally he dodged it, but he looked a little embarrassed.

The short old man will smile, small, still tender!

Er Qin squinted his two big eyes, stepped forward and whispered: "Little pot, don't fight, you can't beat Grandpa Tu!"

Zhao Wushuang patted the yellow sand on his body, hugged his fists and asked in Dajin official dialect: "Dare to ask the girl, do you offend the girl below?"

Erqin smiled and shook his head.

"Does that girl know her?

Er Qin tilted his head and thought for a while, "I only know each other now!"

"Oh!"

Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang's face turned ruthless, "Then what are you crazy chasing me for, and that old immortal over there, I owe you two silver taels, or eat your rice, come up and give me a palm!"

The short old man was stunned for a moment, and then became furious, "Presumptuous! Ahem, my young lady is your honor to take a fancy to you, how dare you be so presumptuous?"

"Oh yes! Don't be angry with the little pot! Because you are Erqin's crush! That's why Erqin is chasing you!"

Zhao Wushuang's face was slightly dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Dare to ask the girl why she concluded that the next person is your crush?"

"Naturally, the old fairy told me!" Er Qin stared at him with a pair of big eyes, and looked at him harmlessly.

"Old immortals?"

"Exactly! Although he is an old blind man, bah, no, although he is blind, he has a pair of heavenly eyes, and he can see all the marriage lines seen in the world, he said that he saw that your marriage line is connected with the marriage line of this fairy, you say that this can be fake, you must know that this fairy is smoking!" Er Qin shook his head with his little hand behind his back and shook his head to explain to Zhao Wushuang seriously.

Zhao Wushuang is messy, what is this? Old blind man? Could it be that gentleman?

Not to mention that Zhao Wushuang was stunned, even the short old man was a little confused, His Highness was too capable of! Thinking of this, he was a little glad, fortunately the old god stick was dead, otherwise he would have to go back and shoot him to death.

The wind blew one after another, and the yellow sand that blew up was like rain, and the faces of the people who smashed it hurt, seeing that Zhao Wushuang didn't speak, Er Qin smiled and said: "You see this is a marriage destined by God, a small pot pot! God is destined to be the biggest! It's not that people have to force you!"

The short old man stretched out his hand and touched his body, but he couldn't find it for a long time, "Oh, I'm worried! It's hard to drink a sip of wine! Not long ago, what did you say that my life is up to me? My noble ninth princess, the most favored princess of Emperor Taizong, is doing this for a pariah, if His Majesty Taizong knows about it, he won't want my old life!"

The more the short old man looked at Zhao Wushuang, the more unpleasant he became, thinking about whether to find a chance to kill him, and he would be scolded by His Highness.

"Well, forget it, it's probably not as simple as scolding, oops, I'm sorry for the old man!"

Thinking about it, the little old man cursed the old blind man a hundred times again, if it weren't for his highness, he would have left the city.

"The small pot pot is from Genesis?"

That's right, the short old man slapped his thigh, why didn't I think of it!

He took a step forward suddenly, "Dare to create a spy in the world, dare to come to my big gold to find death!

Zhao Wushuang was expressionless, but there were slight ripples in his heart.

"Stop!" Erqin shouted.

The short old man was so angry that he muttered silently, "I don't listen, I don't listen!"

Erqin crossed his waist with both hands and turned to the little tiger, "Grandpa Tu, if you do this again, Erqin will be angry!"

Short old man: "Can't hear, can't hear!"

"Hmph! Erqin is angry and ignores Grandpa Tu!" Erqin snorted coldly.

The short old man paused when he heard this, and the true qi in his hand slowly dissipated.

The short old man cried with a sad face, "Miss! This rabbit cub must be a spy, so I have to guard against it!"

"I'm from the Western Regions!" Zhao Wushuang said lightly.

Er Qin raised his eyebrows, "Did you hear it, the small pot is not the one who created the world!"

"That's not good, the rivers and lakes are sinister, Miss!"

Just as Erqin was about to refute, a convoy slowly crushed the yellow sand and came slowly.

Zhao Wushuang's eyes suddenly narrowed into a dangerous arc.