The winter wind seems to be absent, but it is very obvious, and the breeze has passed, and it is bitter and cold. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info especially riding on a horse, as the horse moves forward, even if it maintains a slower speed, it will still bring up the wind, and the wind will not be felt yet, but with the horse, it will be obvious that the cold wind hunts.

Meng Xiaoshan walked along the edge of the brigade, using his riding skills, and never dared to whip his horse fast, so he walked straight with a horse. The cold of winter was self-evident, his nose was already red from the cold, and he shrunk his hands to grasp the reins of the horse, and his thoughts wandered for no reason. I don't know why his mind always replays the incident with the third senior sister just now, but it is by no means out of love, he clearly knows his heart, and now his heart is full of Yan'er Xiaoqing's shadow, besides, he has long forgotten the appearance of the third senior sister, anyway, she is very beautiful subconsciously. But it's just reluctance for no reason, maybe it's because I'm used to the capable people around me, because such people can help a lot of incredible things. He found that he was also used to the pestering of Senior Sister Ying's little girl, and the naughty appearance of that girl always appeared in his mind. Habit, yes, it must be a subconscious habit. Once you get used to someone being around and suddenly want to leave, it will naturally be unnatural. Xiaoshan is more sure that this is a habit, yes, twenty days to develop a habit.

The horses were still walking, and although they were not swayed by Xiaoshan, they were quite humane and moved forward with the army. Meng Xiaoshan's thoughts on horseback flew and he let the horse go on its own.

I don't know when, I suddenly feel backache and grief, too, after all, I don't often be on horseback, and I will naturally be physically uncomfortable after a long time. Xiaoshan adjusted the horse's head, and saw that Yan'er's carriage was not far away, so he hurried forward.

"Huh" dismounted, handed over the horse to the soldier to deal with, and got into the carriage himself. As soon as I lifted the car curtain, I saw three people in the car, Yan'er Lihua was crying, and the handkerchief was wiping her tears, the third senior sister couldn't see the expression, but she was comfortingly patting Yan'er Xiang's shoulder, while Senior Sister Ying was lowering her head and biting her lip, pinching the corners of her clothes with her hands. But looking at this situation, and thinking about it again, Xiaoshan already has a general understanding. Needless to say, it must have been the third senior sister who proposed to say goodbye, and Yan'er was crying because of reluctance.

Meng Xiaoshan got into the carriage, he didn't care much about his reputation now, his reputation had already been detained by these three women, and even the emperor knew that Xiaoyi Hou accompanied the army with three female dependents, and the name of ** was still a foregone conclusion.

Seeing Xiaoshan taking her seat, Yan'er cried: "Xiaoshan, the third senior sister, they are leaving"

"Well, I know" It's not surprising, he also knows.

Senior Sister Ying grabbed Xiaoshan's sleeve and whispered reluctantly, "Brother Xiaoshan, I don't want to leave, I haven't played enough", turned her head and looked at the third senior sister with big tearful eyes begging, and said, "Third senior sister, shall we stay for a few more days?"

"No, I've stayed too long now, and it's already beyond the limit of the master," the third senior sister said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I will have the opportunity to come again in the future." If you go back late this time, you will be punished by the master and shut up, and it is not necessary to come out to play at that time. Hmmm? Got it? Listen to my sister, my sister won't lie to you."

"Hmm" Senior Sister Ying was like a defeated rooster, quietly humming and silent.

Meng Xiaoshan naturally brushed the back of Senior Sister Ying's head, this girl is still young, she has been locked up in the mountains at such a young age, although she is an immortal gate, she is not as happy as a child in the mortal world. "Senior Sister Ying, don't worry, when you go through the mortal experience next time, I will definitely prepare a lot of fun and delicious food for you" comforted, in fact, Xiaoshan knew that this might not meet again, he would tell the truth when he went back this time, and then wandered the world, without a trace, and there would be no fixed location.

Senior Sister Ying, who had been biting her lip, raised her forehead and said with a serious face: "A word is a certainty!"

Xiaoshan smiled, "Haha, you girl, don't worry, I won't lie to you", but she was really lying to her, and she could only sigh melancholy in her heart.

"Ahh

"Hahaha, yes, yes," Xiaoshan replied dejectedly.

The third senior sister gently hugged this girl, a little affectionate, and Yan'er broke her tears and smiled.

The carriage walked slowly, unhurriedly following the pace of the army, and the wooden wheels rolled stiffly across the dry grass, leaving deep scars. Not far away there was a dull sound of horns, and the wind seemed to be a little tight, and at some point the curtain was blown. The sound of the whip of the horse sounded from time to time, and it seemed that it was not the cattle that were urging it, but the time! The winter sun was lazy, and after a while, they could not wait to flee home.

With the passage of time, Tianzhuo gradually darkened, and in this dim and dreary hour, the third senior sister Ying and the two said goodbye, leaving only a faint fragrance and memories of those shadows.

There are a lot of people and things, and you are reluctant to give up, and you have to let go helplessly, and your heart can't help but turn around. Sometimes, we say that we let go, but in fact we don't really let go, we just pretend to be happy as if nothing happened, and then learn to pick up the past in silence, and count the past in loneliness. There is a poem as proof:

The border army is sad and farewell, and the west wind is winding in autumn.

As soon as you see the intestines broken, you can go and don't look back

The army kept moving back, and the triumph of victory seemed to hasten the advance of the whole army. On the way to this march, Xu Rong and the others rarely came to visit Xiaoshan because they performed their duties, so except for being with Yan'er, everything else would only make Xiaoshan feel lonely and bored. But fortunately, there has been a response from the state capitals recently, and the food in the barracks is very good, and it is no longer as boring as before.

When people are bored and have nothing to do, they often do some serious things for themselves, just like Xiaoshan, he has already started the cultivation of internal strength when he gets into the carriage, especially with the guidance of Yan'er, the second master of Dajing martial arts, Xiaoshan's internal strength is also a little successful with the accumulation of time and sweat. The veins are smooth throughout the body, and the inner breath is like a stream flowing through the earth in the various acupoints and veins of the body, and the body dantian purple mansion gathers into a group, and it gathers from the body all the time.

After doing it for a while, Xiaoshan stopped and saw Yan'er, but it was a little strange, he found that Yan'er was no longer holding a long sword recently, but instead became a female red, although she was in a car, but Xiaoshan didn't know what was wrong with her, "Yan'er, what are you doing? Are you doing a female celebrity?" Could it be that there is also a female celebrity in this world, Xiaoshan was puzzled in his heart. She blushed and urged Xiaoshan to "practice hard, be careful of going crazy." "Okay" Seeing Yan'er's red face, Xiaoshan stopped asking.

(In the old days, it referred to the work of needlework, weaving, embroidery, sewing, etc., which women did and the finished products of these jobs.) In order to avoid confusion, people used "red" as an alternative to "worker", and the original meaning of "female worker" was transferred to the word "female worker", and it was successfully transformed and reborn in another sense. ）