Fast travel counterattack: black-bellied boss, please guide

Chapter 115 The Tsundere Prince Thousand Years Old (52)

Thinking of this, Yin Zhengdao's name crossed Ye Xi's mind.

Could it be him?Is he chasing after you?

impossible.

They had discussed this issue with Zong Xiu before they left, and once Yin Zhengdao asked about it, he said that they had gone to the capital.

She believed that Zongxiu would not tell the real whereabouts, because she told Zongxiu that they were going to find Xuanyue for Yinzhengdao, and Zongxiu knew better that as long as his prince found the medicine, Yexi would definitely eat it. go down.

Therefore, comparing the two, my prince is more important.

Ye Xi smiled lightly.

It's better not to come, save the bickering, you are upset, and I am also upset.

She stood on her tiptoes and looked into the distance. To the east was the dark desert, with the sky above her head and her feet on the ground. Just looking at it from a distance could make people feel suffocated.

This task seems not easy to complete.

……

Yexi got tired of standing, so he sat down on the sand dune.

The afternoon sun gradually moved westward, slowly coating the land of the Eastern Desert with a beautiful layer of ginger yellow.

She looked at the sky and smacked her lips. She had almost eaten enough sand, and she should be able to cross tonight, so she jumped off the sand dune and prepared to go back.

However, at the same time Ye Xi jumped down, he suddenly found someone not far behind him.

It's a man.

With a tall and slender body, she was wearing a pure white brocade gown and a fur cloak. Her black hair was tied up high, and a beautiful hairpin was pinned to her bun, inlaid with an even more beautiful phoenix blood jade.

Standing tall and straight with hands behind their backs, the whole body is full of grace, luxury and gentleness.

However, it seems that those who are like immortals do not like to show their true colors, and this one is no exception. The white mask that completely covers the face is the only regret.

He seemed to have come here specially to find her, and when she saw him, he stopped and stood where he was.

Ye Xi took a quick look and knew that this person was not simple, but a person from the Central Plains who did not go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything and dressed like this was definitely not someone who would be taken lightly.

So, he raised his eyebrows and asked: "Looking at the young master's attire, he is not from the Eastern Desert. The climate in the Eastern Desert is harsh. I don't know why the young master is here alone?"

Hearing this, the man let out a slight laugh from under the mask, "Hehe...I'm going to accompany my friends here. Seeing that my brother is here alone, I want to talk to relieve my boredom."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ye Xi frowned.

Because his throat was like a wound gouged out, hoarse, tearing, with a bellows-like wheezing sound.

The man saw the discomfort on Ye Xi's face, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and coughed lightly while sticking to the outside of the mask.

Knowing that she had lost her composure, Ye Xi flattened her eyebrows, and calmly changed the topic to another place, "I see, so, the white horse at the entrance of the village belongs to you?"

The man said: "Exactly... but the horse below has caused trouble for the young master?"

Ye Xi said: "No, I just asked casually... Master, may I take the liberty to ask you and your friend, how are your kung fu?"

Hearing the words, the man seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then said: "I am a man of literature, who can only write ink and can't use a gun. My friend, the average thief can barely make do... I don't know why you ask such a question?"

Hearing what the man said, Ye Xi looked at him up and down for a long time, trying to see some clues from him.

However, the man's gestures and gestures were indescribably elegant and gentle, and he heard that he was a scholar, so Ye Xi felt that there was a sour smell on him that belonged to young scholars.

(End of this chapter)