Burial (3)

Feng Xiao Xiao, the leader of the man stretched out a sickle with one hand.

Falling in Mu Li's eyes, he couldn't help but exclaim that his arm strength was not small.

The man had a slight sneer on his face, but he was not humble, and he did not retreat, and he said against the already cold sun.

"Qinghua Building, West Gate is shocked. ”

The man was condescending on his horse, and the scythe shook in the hunting wind, as if it had deprived it of all light in a moment.

What is even more surprising is that this person's origin is actually the blue and white building that has been thriving in the past year or two.

It is often said that the blue and white building is the flag that the court wants to stand on the rivers and lakes today, no matter how powerful the rivers and lakes are, can they still compete with the ghost army?

And now, is Qinghualou going to do something to Moyutang?

Everyone in Moyutang was surprised, and everyone would have some consideration in their hearts.

It's just that although the children in the hall have a lot of movement in their hearts, their eyes don't wander around each other, but they just despise the people on the horse viciously, obviously they have been strictly trained.

Mu Li's nose wrinkled a few slits, and he shouted.

"Qinghualou, don't you want to take advantage of people's danger?"

Simon smiled and bent the corners of his mouth, tilted his head, and said with a rebellious look.

"So whatever!"

Some people also laughed, not only rebellious, but even arrogant.

Du Bazhi turned around slowly, the contempt on his face would never be less than that of Simon Jingtang, and the frenzy on his face was only more vivid than that of Ximen Jingtang.

Du Bazhi said word by word.

"Good. ”

Only two words, it actually made Simon stunned Tang like a nightmare, and he grabbed a horse reins fiercely, the black horse was forced, and his forefoot broke through, almost about to fall down, but fortunately, Simon Jingtang quickly came back to his senses, and his legs clamped the horse's belly heavily, so as to avoid the embarrassed appearance.

Even Mu Li couldn't help but smile and thought to himself.

"When I met Du Bazhi, it was a big witch after all. ”

Du Bazhi moved, even the pace was like aggression, every step seemed not light, heavy, unhurried, but as if stepping into the opponent's heart.

"In front of this mountain road, does Qinghualou want to start a war with Moyutang?"

Du Bazhi's madness is not because he is loud, but because he is not afraid, not afraid to say anything in front of anyone, and not afraid to pay the price for what he says.

Simon Jingtang gritted his teeth, stiffened his head, and said.

"It's just ......"

Simon was shocked before he could speak, and an ethereal voice cut it off.

"Enough. ”

Through the dust that gradually dissipated, a black horse carried a man in blue clothes on his back and paced beside Ximen Jingtang.

No one can help but look at this man.

I saw that his eyebrows were like a crescent moon, a pair of starry eyes flashed quietly, the pink on his cheeks couldn't be covered, and he pursed his lips, as if he was trying his best to pretend to be cold.

Even though she is dressed as a man from head to toe, who can't tell that it's a woman?

Ximen was shocked that Tang wanted to be strong in front of him, and couldn't help shouting.

"But ......"

The woman said.

"Brother Simon, don't fight. ”

Just one brother was enough for Simon to soften down, and there was tenderness and a smile in his eyes.

The woman learned from the man, deliberately puffed up her chest, cleared her throat, and said.

"In Xia Mu Yurong, the first time I walked the rivers and lakes, if there is any place that offends your predecessors, pay off Haihan. ”

Du Bazhi laughed.

"Look at this pink girl, it's polite to talk. ”

Mu Li also made a gesture of salute, and his words were also gentle, and he said.

"Miss Mu and a few people are here, why are you here?"

Mu Yurong said.

"Qinghualou does have something to ask for, but it coincides with the death of Master Meng, and the matter is serious, so everything should be postponed. ”

Mu Li smiled.

"It's no wonder that Qinghualou can grow, and there is a clever woman like Miss Mu, who will definitely be able to meet the source. ”

Mu Yurong curled her lips and said again.

"Master Meng's hero, although I am not famous, I also want to put a stick of incense in front of the grave, the owner of the herdsman, can I ......?"

Mu Li hesitated.

"This ......"

Du Bazhi waved his hand and said.

"Such a cute girl is alongside, that's Monkey King's blessing, what is there to think. ”

This man's obsession with women has always been absurd.

Mu Yurong hurriedly laughed.

"Thank you Du the owner. ”

Liang Luyu snorted lightly.

"Hall Master. ”

But listening to Luo Jiulang in front of him, he didn't shirk it a little, but it seemed to acquiesce.

Du Bazhi tapped a few times in mid-air with his left hand that was missing, and immediately, the children in the hall all reined in their guard.

It seemed that a storm was about to be resolved, but suddenly, a person said lightly.

"Wait a minute. ”