"Mr. Yuan?" Someone seemed to have heard of this name. You have seen Mr. Yuan. "

Seeing someone knowing that Lu Dao was a little bit of his head.

"It is the that Mr. Yuan," he laughed. "Actually, I was read from" Said the Day "written by Mr. Yuan a few days ago. He talked back again. "After the day of Qingzhou was changed by Taiyi, the flow of fog in the Qingzhou was completely different from the past. Many people who walked in the wilderness in the wilderness of the Qingzhou, because of the abnormalities, walked the wrong way. It is buried in the fog. The situation of our Yongzhou is slightly better, but there are also many teams who have been deserted and lost their way, and we encountered strong 瘴 ... We did not encounter a deserted team a few days ago. Is the wreckage? "

"No wonder the old age is cautious these days."

The person next to him suddenly realized.

Han Er angrily said: "This Taiyi Zong is too much! Their ancestors of their little master have splashed the scourge, they actually protect it ... black and white is not distinguished. Xianmen is the first! Isn't it a person who died? "

"Taiyi Zong is not overbearing a day or two," said Captain Lu Dao. "Do you forget that three thousand years ago, did the head of the head fight against Empton? Earlier Heavy, it's not what Xianmen should have. "

"But I heard that empty Sang is not a good thing." The people next to the people next to it, "The essay of the Shanhai Pavilion is not to say that the Taiyu of the Empty Sang was killed because of the long criminals of the young people. Is there a genius called "Zhou Ziyan", and it was forced to death. The private change of the sky, the empty mulberry did not do it once or twice? Starting the dispute, several cities in Yongzhou suddenly drought. "

"Empty Sang is not a good thing, is Tai Yi’ s revenge master ancestor? "Lu Dao laughed." Even if the empty mulberry changed privately, it just changed the sun and the moon in one city and one pool. Where can I go ... at most, the selfishness was leaked. If the ancestor of the Qiu Master thought, it would make Qingzhou Yizhou Yongye, but no one could stop it. Which one is more terrible? "

The people in the socket refuted helplessly, and when they saw the branches of the branches, they turned to the old man.

"Daddy, among the people who walk the barren tract of Yongzhou, do you think of the elder, what do you think?"

"?" Dad's father stood up with a gong, "What is the day -to -day, I don't understand, I know that the sun has changed this year, the wind has changed, and the wind is not good. Enter the grave head. "

Speaking, he snorted heavily.

"Blindly tossing."

Seeing the experienced Lao Shi Gong said this, the people in the socket did not speak anymore, worried about the next itinerary, and faintly resent the ancestor of the Taiyi master who had tossed the accident.

"OK," Dad's daddy rang the gongs and drums hard, shouted with his voice, "Move it! Open the way!"

The monks of the waste were dispersed and they were prepared.

The Daddy daddy knocked three times, put down the hammer, and turned back without forgetting to explain to Han Er. After today, when he moved to the desert, remember to take a look at the people who entered the desert of the desert these days, especially the little couple - — At first glance, the young lady of the rich people eloped with her heart.

This kind of young lady and poor boy did not go through the desert, the easiest to fall behind, and it was easy to cause accidents as soon as it lost.

Han Er was accustomed to Dad's Dad to really treat the wasteland team as a big family. He worried about it all day and nodded, expressing that he knew it.

However, after Han Di watched the young couple who eloped his elopement, he felt that his father was thinking about it.

——The cold and poor boy obviously took good care of himself.

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The daddy was echoed on the wilderness, the horses were loud, and the team was moving forward.

The Boom Lantern was not stayed in the carriage, but was sitting next to the driving teacher Wu Luo, twisted a fine vine grass, and tried to make some stuff to make some stuff, just like all the young ladies who escaped Fan cage. Both weeds feel happy. After tossing for a long time, nothing was done.

Blindly tossing.

The revenge lamp opened his hand and let the grass fall into the dust ... Don't listen, don't look at it, don't remember, don't regret ... he can never remember, never know ...

"Look."

He smiled, his smile was bright, and he didn't see the haze.

"Bai Lu."

Shi Wuluo covered his eyes and embraced him.

The black shirt blocked all the dazzling skylight, and Qiu Bodeng was quiet. For a long time, he tightly wrapped around Shi Wu Luo Jin's thin waist, like a drowned soul, trying his best to grab the only driftwood.

Allo.

He shouted softly in his heart.

Shi Wuluo tightened his arms and hid him in his arms.

Chapter 92

The sun wheel fell far away on the mountain ridge, the sky light passed through the thick and dense fog, the hills and plains were covered in a cold blue and white color, and the people and the vegetation seemed to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Chills are everywhere.

Shi Wuluo's eyes fell straight ahead in the distance, and the lines of his cheeks were as tight as a blade. His hand holding the reins trembled slightly as he tried his best to restrain himself, but the hand that hugged Qiu Bodeng was as firm as a rock, even if the sky collapsed and Hongyu was destroyed, it would not change.

He wrapped the emaciated teenager in a black shirt, and hid it completely, completely isolated from the autumn frost.

The carriage is moving forward.

Qiu Bodeng huddled in Shi Wu Luo's arms, letting the familiar scent of Qing Lingling's herbs and herbs shroud him, listening to the squeaking of the axles of the wheels outside in the dark, and the sound of the rim wheels running over the withered grass and debris. , the crackling of rubble falling from the spokes... round after round, running over time and age.