Chapter 572

The white plum blossoms in Song Ningyu's hands hit the air like snow. The speed was so fast that even soldiers and trees had no time to go back. The invisible silk money in the air became two halves under song Ningyu's plum blossoms.

Bing Mu threw the shuttle to the ground with some annoyance, swept his eyes to carry water, stared at the mechanism of the room with a melancholy face, bit his teeth, turned his wheelchair and turned into the room. He didn't know what he was doing.

Jinyue and Yunshui sat back-to-back, looked at the two figures above, silently wiped a sweat, darling, at this speed, they even had to use 100% of their internal power to escape, let alone fight. It's better to wait and see.

A ray of sunshine came out of the clouds, reflecting the coming and going of people in Chang'an city. People have one advantage, forgetfulness, those pain, those worries will be abandoned by people after the front circuit turns, and they will be completely forgotten. The rising sun is caged on them. A roar of a lion breaking the sky came out of the imperial city.

Song Ningyu didn't hear what the man was saying, but it was about Gong Zisang's voice.

Countless white plum blossoms surrounded them. In the amazing eyes of the people, the building fire was shocked and fell directly from the pavilion. Bing Mu ran out of the room and turned pale. Song Ningyu pointed at the plum blossom tree that had lost the plum blossom, and the brocade white robe was blown by the wind.

There was a smile in her cold eyes. A beautiful long hair spread behind her head and reflected that delicate face. It's hard to believe that song Ningyu was 18 years old!

Yun Shui touched his chin, looked at Song Ningyu, and said in a deep voice, "don't you think the Lord's skin is getting better and better recently? Look at this look, it's like being sixteen again!"

Whoosh! An arrow waved straight in the direction of song Ningyu. Song Ningyu flashed sideways, one, then two, three, countless, endless, coming like thousands of troops. Song Ningyu's five men immediately hid completely, and even the redundant figure disappeared!

The building fire leaned against the door panel of the soldier's house, and most of them read jokes in a cold look!

Song Ningyu was like a piece of paper among the countless arrow feathers. It not only had a misty posture, but also had the strength of fire and Phoenix to burn everything. Countless arrow feathers came towards song Ningyu and rushed back to the original position, blocking all the arrow feathers that were supposed to be shot.

With a few giggles and bangs, all the arrow feathers stopped working. Song Ningyu stood in the pavilion and raised her eyebrows. A figure shot down from the Longmen escort agency and clapped her hands.

"Yes, yes, this skill is really first-class!" fold back the arrows shot from the four foot thick snow like thousands of troops. It needs more than eyesight. No one can do this without strong strength.

Song Ningyu's eyebrows beat. Isn't this the boy he accidentally met in Chang'an City?

"You..."

"When we met in Chang'an City, do you remember? My name is innocent." in front of us was a boy of only 17 or 18 years old, born of zhilanyushu, with loose hair hanging from his head and gently tied up with a blue ribbon. The brocade and luxurious sapphire blue robe was worn. Although the robe was thin, the material was a rare material in China and was worn on him, It's warm in winter and cool in summer. There's no need to wear more clothes at all. The young man stirred up a pair of peach eyes slightly and hugged song Ning to show the gift of the Jianghu.

At present, those peach blossoms have a little red mole, which is particularly enchanting. They should have been elegant childe with all kinds of manners. However, the boy is really innocent. What flows in the eyes of those peach blossoms is a transparent and warm smile like water.

There is a warm white jade on his waist. Just look at the color. It is rare in the world. The water transportation who knew the treasure was not calm at once.

As soon as he carried the water, he pushed away the thick soil of the baby face beside him, and swayed to the young man named innocent. He was graceful, and his eyes were as beautiful as silk. He said softly and softly, "what's your last name, little brother?"

The corners of her mouth pulled, and she was so frightened that she got pimples all over her body. For those eyes that gave autumn eyes, she pulled song Ningyu and showed an innocent expression: "does this woman have epilepsy? Why does her eyes pull like this? If she is ill, she needs to see a doctor as soon as possible. If it takes a long time... Alas, girl, I haven't finished yet. If she is ill, I need to see her."

Without a word, Yunshui turned and left. It seemed that someone was chasing her in a hurry. Houtu grinned. Innocent looked at thick soil, pondered for a while, blinked, those bright eyes strode, had the past, stretched out his hand to thick soil, hooked his lips and smiled, Yan Ran demon disaster everywhere, the country and the city, but he didn't know.

"My eldest grandson is innocent."

Houtu looked inexplicably at Song Ningyu following him, and asked song Ningyu in his eyes, what does this goods want to do? What do you want to do now when you're angry and carry water?

"Ah, i... I'm Houtu. Huangtian Houtu..." Houtu replied with a baby face. Song Ningyu helped her forehead. How did she teach her subordinates like this! What about momentum? Where did that fierce arrogance go?

As everyone knows, if these five people come apart, they are really cruel. If they come together, they are a group of fools who can't even walk well. They have been mixing for a long time and have implemented so many tasks. They are familiar with each other, and they begin to break the rules for the past.

They have absolute freedom in exchange for how to live a good life.

"Will you come home with me? Be my wife!"

Bang, the thick soil fell down from the corridor. Bing Mu came out with a wheelchair. The shuttle in his hand had just been repaired, and it fell back to the ground. With a black face, he picked up the shuttle and sat back in the wheelchair. Jin Yue half rang and walked forward to pat the thick soil in his stupor.

"If you are willing to go with him, my sister will certainly participate in your wedding."

Song Ningyu glanced at the noisy people, rubbed his forehead and turned out of the inner yard. Behind him came the arrogant scolding voice of Houtu: "go away! I'm a man. Where are you not blind? Tell me, I'll stab you blind!"

Song Ningyu has just left the back door of Longmen inn. The young man behind him chased out in disorder. The little red tear mole in the flying room of clothes is particularly enchanting. If it is true, Houtu's baby face is a little feminine, but the one in front of him seems more like it. If it's not for that gorgeous and heinous robe, someone might come forward and ask.

"Sister, don't go! I'm innocent, don't you remember?"

The two people's four foot thick snow left a mark in their deep foot and shallow foot. The sun folded on the long street to expose the warm temperature. The road was covered with red silk. Song Ningyu kept moving forward, trying to get rid of the young man who said so much. Naihe, the young man was just walking everywhere.