Chapter 412

Ouyang Huo is very thick. It's only autumn, but it makes people feel that winter has come. It's generally cold.

In July, he brushed away a little ash foam on song Ningyu's clothes, stared at the horse running farther and farther, and said angrily, "you don't care about the rampage in the street, Emperor Hongmeng."

Song Ningyu pulled back her sleeves from July's hand, hooked her lips and said with a smile, "come on, I can smell the fragrance of the first-class Pavilion!" by the way, find an excuse to go first!

There are bridges and running water in the streets and alleys in the middle of Chang'an city. The yellowish leaves slowly fall into the water. In the sun, the yellowing leaves float away with the ripples of the water. Standing on the stone bridge, song Ningyu is a little shaky. Suddenly he seems to understand why Gong Zilin tied so many red ropes to Sansheng stone that night.

A pair of lovers opposite stood on the stone bridge, with happy colors in their eyebrows. They were dazzling in the sun. There was a slight cold drizzle in the sun. It was dry and crisp even on a sunny day.

Changting autumn leaves, cold rain, a broken green umbrella, three growth roads.

"Miss, the first-class Pavilion in Chang'an city is the most famous, especially the drunk chicken, which can be called the leader of all delicious foods..."

July murmured beside song Ningyu. Song Ningyu listened absently. Ouyang's fiery eyebrows stopped laughing and stood beside her with elegant manners.

July raised his hand to block the drizzle on his head and murmured, "it's autumn. How can there be solar rain? Miss, we've caught up with the solar rain." it's probably a good thing. July looked at the absent-minded song Ningyu and added a sentence to her heart.

Ouyang's fire fan opened and blocked song Ningyu's head. The sun and rain came and went quickly. However, after a cup of tea, the rain was taken away again. Except for the slightly wet bluestone long step road, everything seemed to have never appeared.

The horse that ran over song Ningyu's shoulder ran from Song Ningyu's body and rushed straight with the momentum of thunder. The boy saw song Ningyu wailing and shouted, "help, this horse is crazy, help!"

Song Ningyu jumped up and kicked the man off the horse, glanced at the smart face, turned and left. The boy who fell to the ground got up and patted the dust on his body, and hurried up to song Ningyu's back.

"May I ask your name, miss?"

July blocked song Ningyu's heel, separated the distance between the teenager and song Ningyu, raised his eyebrows and shouted, "who are you? My miss saved you, don't be so ignorant!"

The young man was said to be red and white. His smart face was full of stubbornness and hardness. He snorted two times and pulled his neck and said, "girl, my name is changsun Wuxie. Leave a name, girl..."

Ouyang Huo stood beside song Ningyu with a folding fan and a purple robe. His eyes flashed across his eldest son. He gently raised a smile on his lips and said, "this is my son's wife. What else can I do for you?"

"Oh, I'm a newcomer to this place. I can't find the way. Do you know where the listening wind building is? I want to find the listening wind building."

Song Ningyu's steps before her fiercely stopped in place and listened to the wind tower. That's her sphere of influence.

July held his arm and hummed coldly, "what do you want to hear from the wind building?"

The eldest sun Wuxie blinked his aura eyes. At the age of 16 or 17, there was a school of simplicity in those eyes.

"I want to find someone, girl, if you know, please tell me." changsun Wuye hugged his fist to show respect. Naihe didn't see this respect at all in July. He raised his eyebrows and hummed: "I don't know or tell you."

"Since you know why you didn't tell me?" changsun Wuxie followed behind July, and a line of four people moved towards the Yipin Pavilion.

Ouyang Huo, holding a folding fan, approached song Ningyu and said with a smile, "there is a wind tower in Chang'an City, but people only hear its name and don't see it. Princess Ai, do you know where the wind tower is in Chang'an city now?"

It's a killer organization. How can ouyanghuo's people easily find out? In places like Chang'an City, we must first learn to hide and hide in the city in order not to be found.

"Sister, do you know where the wind tower is?" in July after leaving behind, the eldest sun Wuxie blinked a pair of aura overflowing eyes on an innocent face, simply looked at her, wanted to see something from the cold eyes, but was frightened by song Ningyu's cold eyes.

Some uncomfortable retreated and murmured, "you..."

"Here comes the first grade Pavilion." song Ningyu looked up and looked at the gold lettered signboard above the people coming and going. The three people in the first grade Pavilion walked in clouds and flowing water, dragon and Phoenix danced in a free and easy manner. It was made in one stroke and placed on the gold medal. It was very atmospheric!

"I've heard people say that the things in the Yipin pavilion are good. Sister, I'm so hungry. Can I have a meal together?" the eldest sun Wuxie smelled the fragrance, and his soul almost went with the fragrance. He lifted his clothes and walked in with song Ningyu. Ouyang fire stood next to song Ningyu and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Who is this man? Suddenly it came out!

July also wondered very much. There was an elegant sitting room in the attic. The eldest sun Wuxie sat beside song Ningyu and said softly, "actually, I went to find the boss of the listening wind building, but I asked everyone. They said that I could find it by walking around the road of the palace, but I couldn't find it many times."

Supporting his chin, the eldest sun Wuxie muttered with a depressed face: "there is no guide in Chang'an city. Hum, it's not fun at all. Sister, come with me and I'll take you to see better things."

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows with the tea made in July.

"Aren't you going to find the Lord of listening to the wind? Why? Don't you find it?" the Lord of listening to the wind is him. Song Ningyu has some bad interests in his heart and doesn't intend to say it.

"Landlord? I want to find it, but it's too difficult to find it. I can't remember well. That horse brought me all the way to Chang'an city." it's too simple. Song Ning Yu helped me.

"Who sent you to listen to the wind?" in July, standing beside song Ningyu, he covered some and smiled. The child is really cute, but he is 15 or 16 years old. Looking at his dress, he looks like a rich and beloved childe.

Too simple, and the world seems a little out of tune!

"I want to come by myself. Hei hei, tell you a secret secretly. In fact, I ran out secretly!" changsun Wuye was proud of his little thing and smiled silly with a teacup.

"In July, you go and find out whose child he is and send him back to me." after ordering the dishes, Ouyang Huo narrowed his eyes slightly and gave an order to one side of July. The eldest sun Wuxie hummed coldly. He looked at the man with a bad eye! Then he patted song Ningyu on the shoulder, very heroic.

"From now on, you are my eldest grandson's innocent friend. If you have anything, just say, friend, I will stand up to the end!"