Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 28 Heading to the Northwest
He raised his head and put down the scroll: "Yes."

Just as she was about to be happy, she could only watch helplessly as the red clothes walked out.

"Lu Sheng, lead the horse." The cold wind stirred the man's robe, and the red robe was flying, like a raging fire in winter, warming people's hearts.

Everyone looked at the magnificent man sitting in front of the horse in astonishment, seeing his long hair flying in the air, his fresh clothes angering the horse, and the cold phoenix blowing on the man's white skin, but he still remained calm. Of.

"Master." Lu Sheng looked worriedly at the man next to him: "Master..."

"Hurry up." Puyang Fenghua didn't say anything, just stared straight ahead and let the cold wind blow.

The three thousand soldiers looked at the man sitting in front of the horse, in the cold wind, it was as comfortable as walking in the warmest place.

Keeping thinking about the last sentence the man said, Puyang Yuren looked straight at the man's straight back and the flying corner from the gap in the curtain. Does he not need to wear a cloak in such cold weather? ?

Holding the fox fur in the palm of his hand tightly, he said, Ayu, don't be willful.The man walked out of Che Luan and walked through the cold wind instead of him.Puyang Fenghua, I am not as weak as you imagined!
He lowered the curtain to block her view.

Puyang Fenghua, if your kindness to me does not contain any impurities, I think, I will really be moved.

Standing on the top of the cold windy mountain, Puyang Yuren opened his arms and let the cold wind pass by. This is free breathing.

Taking a deep breath, she began to bury her head in picking out the leaves on the side, happily tore off one and put it on her lips, a Jiangnan ditty overflowed from her mouth.

Very simple tone, but very warm.

Holding the stove in his hand, Puyang Fenghua stood quietly behind the young man, with a steady stream of heat flowing from his fingertips.

The last sound echoed in the valley, Puyang Yuren turned his head and smiled softly at the visitor: "Uncle Huang, how nice is Ayu?"

Nodding his head, he didn't expect a leaf to blow out such clear music without any impurities.

"Go back." Puyang Fenghua stuffed the stove in the young man's hand, his fingertips touched the young man's icy temperature, his brows were lightly furrowed, and he grasped the young man's hand slightly reproachfully, passing on the steady flow of heat to the young man .

Looking in astonishment at the somewhat pale face of the man against the snow, he tried awkwardly to take back his tightly clenched fingers, but it was in vain.

After a while, the cold hands warmed up, and even the body warmed a little.

"Let's go." After speaking, he turned and walked on the snow. Under the white snow, a bright red figure walked in the wind and snow, and thin drops of water condensed on the flying hair.

Obediently followed behind the man, avoiding the raging wind and frost.

"Master, it's time for dinner." Lu Sheng looked at the person who came back and said respectfully.

"Ah."

Because this time Puyang Yuren's departure from Beijing was not announced to everyone, everyone thought it was some young master who was training with Puyang Fenghua. Naturally, Lu Sheng did not salute Puyang Yuren.

"Ayu, let's go." Puyang Fenghua glanced at the young man who had been following behind him and said.

Seeing the relaxed expression of the man, Puyang Yuren couldn't figure out why his mood suddenly changed after the rain.Probably because he has been enslaved for too long, and he is a little afraid of him.

Lu Sheng lowered his head and secretly smiled.

Back in his tent, he saw Yu Huang, who was dressed in men's clothes, sitting in front of the desk, his handsome facial features shone charmingly in the dim candlelight.

Shaking her head: "Huang'er, wearing men's clothing is a failed decision." With this appearance, even ten pieces of men's clothing can't conceal the charming aura she exudes all over her body.

He glanced at the boy reproachfully: "Your Majesty made this decision, right? Doesn't that mean that Your Majesty failed?"

He stepped forward and squeezed the girl's jaw: "What a eloquent girl."

Slapping the young man's claws away: "The servant made dinner, I'm afraid you don't need it anymore." Sensitively sniffing the lotus fragrance carried by the young man, he said sourly.

Looking at the girl's eyelashes projected on the rice paper, she sighed: "Go get it, I'm just a little hungry." Probably because she couldn't see the girl's sadness, she said in disobedience, but in fact, she was not hungry at all. .

He asked uncertainly, "Really?"

She tapped the girl's Qiong nose: "Well, let's go."

Looking at the figure of the girl Pianfei, Puyang Yuren smiled silently. Everyone said that Yuhuang is a female devil who kills without blood. In her opinion, she is just a girl with a childish heart and who can make troubles. .That's why she tolerated her again and again, treating her as her younger sister, probably because she wanted to give this girl the last trace of purity from the bottom of her heart.

A gust of cold wind poured in from the curtain of the tent, Puyang Yuren raised his head vigilantly, looking at the shadow hidden in the dark.

With a strong cold wind pouring in, a silver light pierced towards Puyang Yuren with a strong murderous aura.

Moving her feet lightly, she quickly dodged the moves of the man in black and flew out of the tent. She didn't like to fight in a narrow space because she didn't like the strong smell of blood.

Flying towards the open area, he glanced down, only to find more than 20 black shadows shuttled around, waiting for an opportunity.

Hearing the sound of fighting, Puyang Fenghua walked out of the tent, looked at the young man fighting with the man in black, and his heart hung in his throat: "Lu Sheng, protect Ayu."

"But……"

"Go!" Feng Yan looked at Lu Sheng who wanted to defend himself, his eyes were cold.

"Yes." Lu Sheng looked at the man's cold eyes, and flew to join the chaos.

Holding the food basket, Yuhuang looked anxiously at the young man fighting the man in black, and tried her best to restrain the urge to help. She couldn't reveal her martial arts routines, as Puyang Yuren said, absolutely not.

The hands hidden in the wide sleeves were clenched into fists, but the face was extremely calm watching the fight, only the figure of the young follower who had been keeping his eyes on.

Puyang Fenghua is tall and tall, it seems that the boy has nothing to do with him.

Puyang Yuren didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he could only fight with his bare hands.

While making the attack, he analyzed the martial arts routines of the visitor, narrowing his eyes slightly. It seemed that Jue Sha Meng didn't want to mess around anymore, and even accepted the task of assassinating her.

(End of this chapter)