Three days later, near Weishan Lake in Xuzhou, Ning Yuhe turned over and got off the horse, letting the long-distance horse drink water by the stream, and took a small jacket from the package and put it on his body.

As the end of the year approaches, the weather becomes colder the more you go north. Most of the pedestrians on the official road are wrapped in thick sheepskin coats, and the white mist spits out from the mouths and noses of horses and mules can be seen from afar.

The area from Qingzhou to Youzhou, that is, Shandong and east and west routes, is located in the northeast corner of the Dayue territory, only a short distance from the barbarians in the north of the desert. It is far away from the imperial capital Chang'an, and is considered a remote place. However, Youzhou and other places are close to the seaside and rich in resources, not as poor as the Western Regions. So Qingzhou, Youzhou and other places have almost become gathering places for the people of the Jianghu. Except for the cities stationed in heavy border guards, other places are crowded with people in the Jianghu. The local people have always been fierce, and the government controls are not enough, and the atmosphere is much rougher than that in Chu.

Xuzhou is still hundreds of miles away from Jeju, and the towns along the way are quite stable, but they are definitely not as good as Hangzhou, Jinling and other places. The caravans on the roads are carrying swords and more tourists are walking.

When they went out to walk around the world, both the master and the disciples covered their faces with their hats. After running around for days, they were also feeling a little dusty.

It was already late, so I should have gone to the town in front to rest and continue to rush tomorrow, but Ning Yuhe's face was a little strange. She put her hands on her abdomen and looked at the horse who was lowering her head to drink water. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Ning Qingye was wearing a white long skirt and carrying a long sword on his back, looking quite heroic. At this time, he was tidying up his bags and saw Ning Yuhe standing by the stream in a daze, and said softly:

"Master, I'm here to the town soon. Find the inn and rest."

"oh……"

Ning Yuhe pursed her lips, turned around and walked up to her, trying to say something, but she stopped talking.

A few days ago, when he heard from Xu Danqing that Zhu Liu had gone to the Tang family, Ning Yuhe ran out of the door without thinking and took Qingye with him as his companion. However, as he walked, Ning Yuhe remembered that his geological sand was gone.

She and Qingye have been dependent on each other for many years, and they are all women. For safety and saving money, they always open a room and sleep together at night.

I have to take off my clothes when I sleep, and I have to change my clothes for long-distance travel. Qingye knows her body as well. If there is hair, it can be covered up slightly. I can see that there is no grass growing at a glance...

The role of the gongsha is self-evident. Now that it is gone, when Qingye sees it, he will definitely ask who has broken her body. How can she answer? It cannot be said that it was accidentally done by practicing martial arts. The gongsha will disappear only if it is a combination of yin and yang of the man. This reason cannot be maintained at all.

Ning Yuhe was worried these two days, afraid that Ning Qingye would see the problem. Fortunately, Xu Buling's painting skills were very good, and there was no difference between fake and real, so Ning Qingye did not see anything unusual.

However, the pigments that are not allowed to be used are not permanent and can be slightly waterproof, but the color will fade away in a few days.

Ning Yuhe had already noticed that the color had faded last night, so scared that she didn't dare to close her eyes all night. After another day and night, I'm afraid that the pattern could no longer be seen. If she took off her clothes at the inn, wouldn't it be all exposed...

Ning Yuhe looked at her slightly puzzled apprentice, hesitated for a long time, and said softly:

"Qingye, I thought about it carefully. The Tang family is my personal grudge. I shouldn't have brought you here. I can solve it alone...why don't you go back?"

What is this reason?

Ning Qingye was inexplicably surprised. Not to mention whether it was a private revenge, she had been with her for three or four days, and she didn't dare to let her go back without any trouble. Isn't it a joke?

"Master, you are not going to kill someone, you are just preventing Zhu Liu from killing the wrong person. I can still have a companion with you. I have run so far. You asked me to go back. Xu Buling's boat has left. Where will I go?"

“…”

Ning Yuhe remembered this. According to the scheduled day, Xu Buling's boat had already set off and could not catch up when he returned. He couldn't let Qingye go to Suzhou alone, more than 5,000 miles away. How can he go alone...

Ning Yuhe pursed her lips, but couldn't find an excuse to let Ning Qingye leave, so she nodded:

"Forget it, then you can follow... My mind is a little confused. I always think about the past. We will have two rooms in the future. I want to be alone and be quiet for a while..."

When Ning Qingye heard this, he turned his head slightly: "Master, do you dislike me? What am I doing wrong?"

"No, no..."

Ning Yuhe knew that Ning Qingye would ask this question with a straightforward temperament, and she couldn't explain it, so she could only whisper: "How come I think you are annoyed? It's just...well, I just want to stay alone for the whole night..."

Ning Qingye saw that his master was a little depressed. Although he was confused, he couldn't ask questions again, so he nodded.

Ning Yuhe Jiaomei's cheeks were full of entanglement, but she couldn't draw them by herself, so she could only drag them out for a day and slowly followed her apprentice to the town...

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At the same time, on the official road outside Weishan Lake, the bells sounded in the wind and snow, and two tall horses rushed past the town and continued to gallop north.

Xu Buling was wearing a black fox fur he bought from the road. In the winter, he was so cold that he even wore a felt hat on his head. He hung several weapons on his side. In addition to the dragon-patterned spear and sword, he also brought a drunken bamboo knife that he had never taken out of the royal palace, all wrapped in black cloth.

The nightingale next to her was also wearing fox fur, but her figure was too thin. The wide fur was wrapped around her body, so she could hardly see her face. It looked like a tall head and a bundle of quilts were placed on her face.

Zhu Manzhi was originally sitting on the nightingale's horse, but unfortunately the nightingale was too thin and could not resist the cold wind. So she sat behind Xu Buling. She did not wear thick fox fur, but hid directly under Xu Buling's fur, holding Xu Buling's waist tightly against her.

The weather was biting cold, but the fox fur was obviously very warm inside.

While Xu Buling was galloping on the horse, he could clearly feel the two soft cushions behind him getting hot and hot, and he seemed to be sweating. Sometimes he lifted up the fox fur and let out some cold air, making him shiver.

After going back and forth this several times, Xu Buling felt helpless and said softly: "The branches are full of heat, so if they feel hot, they will come out to breathe. What should I do if they are stuffy?"

Zhu Manzhi heard the sound and rubbed her face out from behind Xu Buling's shoulders. The cold wind blew on her face, and her neck was shrunk in the coldness and said softly:

"Why is it getting dark? Where are you?"

"Weishan Lake is more than 40 miles away and we will arrive in Lanling. After entering the city, we will find an inn to rest."

"oh……"

Zhu Manzhi nodded softly, his cheek pressed against Xu Buling's shoulders, and he looked at the countryside beside the road in vain.

After leaving Huainan, the three of them were chasing Ning Yuhe's disciples. They had no communication method and did not know which road they were taking. They could only chase Youzhou along the general direction and inquire about Ning Yuhe's whereabouts on the road they must pass.

There are many great roads in the world, and Ning Yuhe’s appearance must be concealed by his master and disciple. It is not easy to find out when he finds out his whereabouts, but he has never found it.

Xu Buling couldn't stop, so he could only run to Youzhou with a quick horse and whip. Thinking that he couldn't find it, he rushed to the Tang family in advance. It would be better to wait if he went early than to go later.

The long journey was long and the journey was exhausted. Zhu Manzhi leaned on him for a while. He was really bored and started to have nothing to say:

"Mr. Xu, are you bored? Do you want me to ride a horse and take you with me?"

The nightingale next to her was actually bored, she turned her head and glanced at her and said softly:

"You have short legs and can't ride such a big horse."

"Hey--"

Zhu Manzhi was immediately unhappy. She rode a horse and whipped her whip for so long in Chang'an, but she didn't have ridden a horse. She said dissatisfiedly:

"You're so embarrassed to say to me, the little bean sprouts are like riding such a big horse, just like a little monkey riding a horse..."

The nightingale grew up in Suzhou where the iron cavalry was like clouds. Her riding skills were not very good, so she just snorted lightly at this.

The two girls are quarreling, which may be the only fun of traveling.

Xu Buling was a little funny. After thinking about it, he hugged the branch sitting behind his back directly to his body, moved it back a little, let her sit in her arms, wrap it in a fox fur, and handed her the reins.

Zhu Manzhi has been a wolf guard for a year, and his riding skills are naturally not bad, but he is a little unable to display it while sitting in Xu Buling's arms. After taking the reins, he called out a symbolic "drive--" and glanced at Nightingale with a provocative little look.

The Nightingale didn't care at all.

Zhu Manzhi lost interest and rode a horse chasing the wind in a snowy night. The wind was cold and the big eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was no room for operation. She was about to make up a story for Xu Buling to have fun, but suddenly she realized something was wrong...

Xu Buling wrapped the branches with fox fur, and the soft jade was scented in his heart. Seeing that the nightingale was not paying attention, he kept stuffing his hands into the branches' clothes to keep warm.

I have to say that after half a year, the branches were obviously bigger. Although they were not as spectacular as Aunt Lu, they were outstanding compared to other girls.

Zhu Manzhi's face turned red and twisted a few times. He wanted to squeeze Xu Buling's hand away, but it was useless. He was afraid that the nightingale would find it, so he could only pull the reins in a regular manner and ride a horse seriously.

Xu Buling likes Manzhi's stupid appearance the most. He gently tilted his hand twice and smiled, "Manzhi, why don't you talk? It's quite boring on the road, tell Duan'er Shu..."

Zhu Manzhi blushed and seemed to be bleeding. She was breathing unsteadily, but she couldn't say anything. She could only smile like she was usually smiling and said softly:

"Well... I said last time...what did you say..."

"The old sword saint asks about the sword Baiqi Cliff."

"Yes...my grandpa was back then..."

...

Nightingale is extremely intelligent and spends time with Xu Buling day and night. Even knows what posture the baby likes at night. Naturally, it can be seen that Zhu Manzhi's current situation is a bit wrong.

However, Nightingale is a girl in her early fifteen years old and is not shy. She has a bit of gloating in her big eyes and is very cooperative with her own son. Whenever Zhu Manzhi can't hold on and wants to raise her hand to block the dodge, she deliberately turns her head and looks at her. She is so scared that she quickly sits down, and doesn't dare to show any strangeness...

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Today I finished writing the detailed outline of Tenglong Pohai Chapter. It took 5 hours to write the detailed outline, which was too time-consuming, so I only wrote 6,000 words, and I was a little embarrassed...

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