And the remnants of the sky are already on the horse.

Three horses, marching towards Chongqing.

Heaven and earth, if you want to say that a place is complicated by dragons and snakes, there is no place that can compare with Yucheng. The hyacinths in the world also nest here. As long as there are a little clues, as long as you want to dig deeper, when you get to Chongqing, you will be able to get what you want.

He straddled the white horse and walked in front.

Behind him, there were two more red and brown horses.

was originally alone, but the place where he was going happened to be what Mu Yurong wanted to go, so he went together. And Ling Xiang, because she was suspicious, also forced to keep up.

At this time, the north wind was strong, blowing the second daughter's face red, as long as it was a man's opinion, it was inevitable to feel itchy.

He hurriedly looked away and leaned over his horse.

In this way, you can really avoid the oncoming wind knife.

The second daughter did the same, and she also followed on her back.

After walking for ten miles, I found a tavern wooden house.

He took the lead in turning over and dismounting, tied the reins of the rope, and then turned back to lead the horse for the second daughter, and after some tossing, he finally sat down in the lively tavern.

Many people were glancing at Ling Xiang.

Ling Xiang was already soft, with a pair of eyes like a fox, as if she was hooking up with a man at any time, and a few people were afraid that they would only meet their eyes, and immediately their bodies trembled and leaned back, fascinated.

Mu Yurong just rubbed her hands, wanting the frost to fade, and Ping Ting's small mouth blew white gas into her palm, which was particularly cute.

He said.

"Have a glass of wine and warm up. ”

Following his words, Mu Yurong turned her head to look at him, smiled sweetly, and said.

"Good. ”

Mu Yurong's mood is really not bad, although Yucheng is still far away, after all, it has already started with a single step.

Seeing that he was brought up by Xiao Er, Ling Xiang raised his face and glared at him, saying.

"Your injuries are not healed yet, drink, don't even think about it. ”

He had no choice but not to speak, so he had to look at Ling Xiangjiao and smile.

Ling Xiang said to Mu Yurong with a smile.

"It's easy to get drunk alone, is it okay for a girl to be with me?"

Mu Yurong said.

"Of course it's good to be able to drink with my sister. ”

While twisting the orchid fingers, gently pour wine for each other.

Ling Xiang took it and immediately put it in her mouth.

Mu Yurong only pursed her lips and slightly sent the wine to her stomach.

Three glasses in a row, at the beginning, Mu Yurong poured wine, and now the wine pot is in Ling Xiang's hands.

Everyone can see that Ling Xiang is indeed "good at drinking", even Xiu Mei doesn't blink, and even the more he drinks, his eyes brighten, and now he doesn't even feel a little drunk.

When Mu Yurong struggled to pick up the fourth cup of full wine, Ling Xiang had already started to drink the fifth cup.

Although he has also secretly drunk, he has always tasted and considered it carefully, and he can't drink fast wine like this.

After all, this cup could not be drunk, and the person had fallen on the wine table.

He pinched the finger of his sword and probed the veins around his neck, and said.

"It's just a little girl who doesn't know the world, why do you take it so seriously?"

Ling Xiang raised her eyebrows, and said unhappily.

"This is a little girl, but am I an old woman?"

He said.

"That's not what I meant. ”

Ling Xiang snorted and said.

"Whether it's a little girl, an old woman, or an aunt wants to drink, just watch and wait for me. ”

Only then did he know how terrible a woman should be once she became jealous.

Seeing that Ling Xiang drank to the descent, he simply took off his lotus shoes, went to Luo socks, and put a pair of snow-white feet on the wine table. The crooked soles of the feet make the hearts of some spectators more itchy, and they inevitably want to touch the foot sockets with their palms, and even some people have stretched out their tongues and volleyed in the air, fantasizing about licking and tasting that perfect pair of feet.

For these people, even if they are trampled to death by these feet, it really doesn't hurt.