small rivers and lakes

Backed by the rich and powerful Hall Master Zhong Yi Zhong, Le Wuyou's sword wound healed very quickly, and he was able to move freely in less than a month. The two began to set off to go north to Luoyang.

Jiubao brought two fine horses, fat and strong, with strong iron hooves. At first glance, they were famous horses from outside the Great Wall.

Zhong Yi took the reins, and said: "This purple swallow-colored horse is named Sa Luzi, a bone-thick steed and mighty Sanchuan, and it is a rare and good horse. This black horse has white hooves, with its head raised and glaring, The mane is facing the wind, but it can travel thousands of miles in a day, and it is called the white-hoofed crow, so Ayou can choose one."

Le Wuyou wobbled over with a bag of fried chestnuts in sugar, turned his head and spat out the chestnut shells in his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's a long way to go to Luoyang, I have to ride a famous horse."

"The hall master personally bought these two horses from the grasslands outside the pass. 3000 taels of silver apiece, isn't that unrivaled enough?" Jiu Bao said, "Last month we rushed from Jiangcheng to Guangling, and it only took three thousand miles. God, it's all their fault."

"The two brothers are getting back together...but the old man is nostalgic..." Le Wuyou said slowly.

Suddenly there was a crisp bell ringing outside the courtyard, Le Wuyou immediately looked overjoyed, and whistled outside the door, only to hear the ringing of the bell getting closer and closer, there was a loud bang, and the courtyard door was knocked open.

A skinny motley donkey appeared at the door, with red velvet flowers swaying in the wind.

"Ah, there is a connection!" Le Wuyou exclaimed in surprise.

"Aww..." The donkey raised its head to the sky and let out a long howl, then ran over with an earth-shattering momentum, and plunged into Le Wuyou's arms.

Jiubao exclaimed: "No wonder there is a heart-to-heart connection, it turns out that it is so human!"

Before he finished speaking, Le Wuyou's thin body flew out diagonally, and the paper bag under his arm fell down. The donkey stretched its neck quickly, and the paper bag just covered his long face.

Zhong Yi supported Le Wuyou: "Are you all right?"

Le Wuyou never thought that he would be kicked into the air by the donkey, and suddenly felt ashamed. After standing still, he pointed at the donkey angrily: "You bastard! Eat mine! Drink mine! In the end, you will repay me like this!"

With a paper bag over its long face, the donkey shook its head and stood innocently next to the horse.

"What's your attitude of admitting your mistakes?" Le Wuyou tore off the paper bag angrily, only to find that the paper bag was empty, and the donkey was chewing leisurely with its lips moving.

Zhong Yi: "..."

Le Wuyou yelled: "Jiubao, bring the knife, I want to eat donkey meat tonight!"

"Okay, okay," Zhong Yi hurriedly stopped him, "It's not intentional to have a good heart, probably because I was too excited to see you, and I didn't control the strength when making out. Don't be angry, you just recovered from your injuries, and you can't do it yet." Overjoyed and furious..."

"It's nonsense!" Le Wuyou retorted, "I am very excited every time I visit the Golden Fen Building, and I didn't push my sisters out!"

Zhong Yi said angrily: "Obviously you are just talking nonsense!"

The donkey chewed for a long time, opened its mouth, and spit out several whole chestnut shells.

Jiu Bao was dumbfounded: "Ex...Senior, you have become a good ass."

Le Wuyou patted the donkey: "It's average, you haven't seen it eat people yet, it can spit out a complete skeleton."

"So powerful?" Jiubao yelled.

Zhong Yi knocked on his head with a fan angrily: "I believe this? I fed you with pig feed?"

Only then did Jiu Bao realize that he had been raped, and glared at Le Wuyou angrily, then turned around and picked up his bag and put it on the horse's back, making up his mind that he would never have any contact with this pair of vixens again.

It is thousands of miles away from Jinling to Luoyang, two horses and one donkey galloped wildly, but miraculously did not get separated, Jiu Bao was surprised to see Zhong Yi riding the horse and raising his whip, and then Le Wuyou riding the donkey backwards, dumbfounded.

"Little beauty," Le Wuyou said loudly while lying on the donkey's back, shaking a twig leisurely, "Do you smell the fragrance of green bamboo leaves?"

Zhong Yi knew that this guy had a glutton again, and looked far away with a smile, and sure enough, he saw a khaki wine banner at the end of the distant sky, thinking to himself that this guy is really a dog nose, and there are still several miles away, They all smelled it.

"It's getting late, let's go to the front inn to stay overnight, burn a bucket of hot water to wash away our tiredness, order four small dishes, and two jars of old wine."

"Yeah!"

The two horses and one donkey are all divine foals, and they can be reached within four or five miles in no time. This place is no longer a beautiful place in the south of the Yangtze River. The autumn scenery in the north is bleak, and there are frequent wars. The villages along the way are desolate and desolate.

Taoyuan Inn is located in this wild smoke and vines.

The three of them led the horses to the stables, and found that the stables were full of more than a dozen tall horses, and the trough was also filled with high-quality fodder.

Jiubao spoke quickly, and shouted: "It's really strange, there are so many guests in this small inn."

Le Wuyou stretched out his hand to push back the mane, hooked the bit with his fingertips and took a look, recognized the delicate patterns on it, and looked back at the dilapidated facade of the inn: "This is the horse from Mingri Pavilion."

He glanced at the group of horses, and sure enough, he easily saw a motley horse. The horses in the stables were all very strong, but this one was a head taller than the others, and the saddle and bridle were even more gorgeous.

Zhong Yi instantly understood: "Chang Zixuan is here?"

"Ah."

"Wow!" Zhong Yi opened the folding fan with a bang, fanned the wind twice, and said loudly, "I was worried that I would cause trouble if I went directly to Mingri Pavilion to seek revenge, but I didn't expect him to be sent directly to me like this, God helped me also!"

Le Wuyou looked at him wonderingly: "What enmity do you have with him?"

"He stabbed you with a sword!"

Le Wuyou smiled and said: "Chang Zixuan pays most attention to image, if he is not really impatient, he will not draw his sword to face each other."

"..." Zhong Yi gasped, and looked at him like he was crazy, "You don't hate him, hey... what can you tell me, you don't hold any grudges?"

Le Wuyou said calmly: "It's not that he doesn't hold grudges, it's just that the boss is an acquaintance, and he can't hate."

"Friends of the president..." Zhong Yi thought about this word, his face suddenly changed, and he muttered depressedly, "It's the friendship of the president again, so is Long Yunteng, and so is Chang Zixuan, you are all friends of the president. Come on, you two have a good relationship, even stabbing you with a sword won't hold grudges, but I'm an outsider..."

Le Wuyou silently covered her ears.

"No!" Zhong Yi pulled his hands down and said seriously, "I won't allow you to do this."

"Huh?" Le Wuyou blinked, "Then what do you want?"

"I want compensation."

"...What?" Le Wuyou was slightly surprised.

"A Jue also wants to be Ah You's best friend."

Le Wuyou pulled his hand out of his palm expressionlessly, and pointed to the bun on the top of his head, "Does Master Zhong have any misunderstanding about it?"

The bun on the child's head is the general horn, and Le Wuyou had her hair tied ten years ago, Zhong Yi is unlikely to become the chief horn's friend no matter how much she messes around.

So until he walked into the inn, Zhong Yi was very angry, as if he had been wronged by the sky.