Chitose words

On the official road on the outskirts of Guangling City, Yu Wenjia was alone, without even his personal slave A Ruo.

She only held her beloved BMW, her eyes were reddish, and she looked at Ling You like a pair of beady eyes.

Ling You felt uncomfortable being stared at by her. He coughed lightly and said apologetically:
"Princess, we have agreed before that after the Guangling Martial Arts Festival is over, we will go with you to the Arruo Grassland to continue our tour. However, something unexpected happened and something urgent had to be done, so we can only temporarily break the appointment with you."

Although Yu Wenjia felt extremely reluctant to give up, she had no reason to force Ling He to stay, let alone the heart to force him.

She organized her words several times in her heart, and when she spoke again, she was the cheerful, uninhibited, generous Princess Yuwen.

"Young Master Ling, there is no need to feel sorry. We are friends now, right?"

Ling or nodded seriously.

"Yes, of course we are already friends."

Yu Wenjia also nodded slightly, and then, her rosy cheeks slightly covered with red bloodshot eyes tried hard to make a big smile.

She said seriously: "That's enough. We are friends, so there is no need to apologize."

Although Ling He had no special affection for Yu Wenjia in his heart, he couldn't bear to see her so sad and forced to laugh.

He is a kind-hearted and gentle person, and he doesn't like to harm others for his own reasons.

But the word love cannot be forced.

What's more, Ling He has a big enemy now, and he really has no intention of getting involved in his children's personal affairs, let alone Yu Wenjia.

He was silent for a moment, then broke off when he wanted to, and bowed slightly with one arm in front of his chest to perform a salute among peers in the Central Plains.

"Miss Yuwen, Ling and his friend traveled around Beidi for more than a month, during which time many girls helped and protected them.

We say goodbye today, and I don’t know when we will see each other again, but if the girl has an assignment in the future, Ling will do his best and never refuse. "

Yu Wenjia was startled at first, and then his eyes shone brightly!

This time, Ling He did not call her "Princess Princess" in a polite and respectful manner, but called her "Miss Yuwen"!
This shows that he no longer just treats her as a polite and considerate princess of the Yuwen Department, but actually treats her as a friend.

As for the rest, the days are still long.

Yuwenjia smiled with tears in her eyes and nodded heavily.

"Ok!"

She tried with a smile: "The dispatcher Jia'er dare not mention it, but Brother Ling, you haven't taught me the sword skills yet. If you have any ideas in the future, please come to Arruo Grassland to talk about it!
Next time, Jia'er will definitely take you to enjoy the grassland scenery, and also ask you for martial arts skills. "

She was very smart and changed her title, using "Brother Ling" instead of "Young Master Ling", thereby silently increasing the distance between the two.

However, Ling You didn't hear the slightest difference between them.

He nodded gently and agreed, "It's a deal."

The weeds are endless, the north wind is bleak, and farewell is imminent.

Ling may have things he must do, and she also has her own responsibilities.

No matter how reluctant you are to give up, it’s finally time to go your separate ways.

The smile on Yuwenjia's cheeks slowly faded away. She crossed her hands on her chest and said seriously:

"It's a long way to go, I hope you take care of yourself."*
In a pavilion on the side of the official road a few hundred meters away, after several corners, three horses were tied to the pillars on the outside of the pavilion and grazed leisurely.

However, during this month, the vegetation in the north has already withered and withered.

Fortunately, these three Yuwenbu horses are very hardworking and have a good style of enjoying hardships, which they don't dislike at all.

That's right, the three horses tied outside the pavilion, plus the one held by Ling You, these four horses with good appearance and endurance, were all "alms" obtained from the Ministry of Yuwen.

In line with the "good virtues" of flying geese leaving traces, leading sheep easily, and thieves never leaving their mark, Xie Zhao licked his face before leaving without forgetting to beg a few good horses from the "Lone Wolf Sword Fairy".

After all, it was a long way to go to Fenglan in Western Xinjiang. She also specifically named them by name and unceremoniously wanted the kind of broad-handed and strong horses that could walk in the desert and had the best endurance.

Yu Wenxin didn't reject her, but he looked at her with a strange look in his eyes, astonished as "No, why are you so messed up that even a horse has the nerve to talk back?"

Xie Zhao touched his nose, pretending not to see the thoughtful and smiling gaze of the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal".

She still dared to curse in her heart, thinking: What's the point?Yu Wenxin is really making a fuss!
I remember when she passed through Donglin City in Zhongzhou, she had to ask for a few pieces of clothes and tokens from the "Moon-Splitting Sword Immortal" lacquer carving Tuoye.

However, the "Moon-Splitting Sword Immortal" lacquer carving Tuoye didn't have any surprised expression at that time. Maybe he understood it well enough, so it seemed that nothing Xie Zhao did was surprising.

——Because she is a person who never plays cards according to common sense, and is even a genius who often loses her strength and uses violence to break the situation.

At this time, the grass on the ground beside the official road was withered and yellow, and there were very few grass leaves. The three horses came and fought happily, and they were also very happy to eat.

It can be seen that the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" did not fool Xie Zhao. These horses are indeed rare and strong horses. It seems that even if they walk in the desert of Western Xinjiang where the temperature difference between day and night is huge, it will not be a problem.

Maybe, in the desert, I can survive longer than the four of them!

In the pavilion, Han Changsheng was secretly using his inner strength to resist the whistling north wind, and he was still complaining dishonestly:
"Damn it, who the 'great smart' came up with? To actually build such a pavilion with only a roof and air leakage on the edge of the official road?

——This is the Northland!I wish I had the Northland where it snows and winds in two seasons all year round!

I don’t know what to do with such a useless driving pavilion! "

Xie Zhao buried almost half of his face in the cap of his cloak.

The hanging part of the cloak cap wrapped her forehead and the top of her skull extremely tightly.

She was like a tight-fitting clam shell, with nothing leaking out except a pair of eyebrows that were closed and only eyelashes could be seen.

Xie Zhao was also interesting. She lowered her head and sat silently on the stone bench fixed to the ground in the pavilion, like an old monk in trance. She was as motionless as a mountain!
Han Changsheng was so cold that he stamped his feet and shook off the snowflakes that covered his shoes in a short time.

Bo Xi stood quietly outside the pavilion.

She is in the Mahayana Heaven Realm. Although her martial arts realm is not as strong as that of Ling or the Saint King Xuan Realm, she is no longer afraid of cold and heat.

Therefore, she was wearing very thin clothes, unlike Han Changsheng and Xie Zhao who were wrapped in thick cloaks.

In fact, today is a rare good weather day in Hanyong, Northern Dynasty, and it did not snow.

But in the north this season, the north wind is blowing really wildly.

The manic northwest wind blew the snow on the roof of the pavilion and the roadside, and in a short time, travelers on the roadside were covered with a thin layer of snow.

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