In less than three days, these three people had arrived at a town called "Xiangling" in Hongzhou, Jiangnan Road.
The waters here are vast and the specialty is a nutritious colored water chestnut, which is fragrant and sweet in taste. Many people make a living by cultivating this product.
The local people have made enough money from the colorful water chestnuts in the lake, and their pockets are full. They live a prosperous and peaceful life, enjoying the quiet and comfortable life that people in a water town should live, without any worries or worries.
On this day, on the broad and busy street in the center of the city, there was a man and a woman, sitting one behind the other, riding on a tall maroon horse.
Beside it, there is also a tall white horse for company.
The green-robed young master on the horse holds the reins in his hand and rides side by side with the Zaoli horse.
The horse's pace is not fast, it just moves forward slowly, as if traveling through mountains and rivers.
The man on the chestnut-colored horse was wearing a dark green robe, with wheat skin, black and moist hair, particularly clear facial features, and a handsome face.
At his waist, there is a gorgeous golden long sword, and on the back is a black sword with the same exquisite appearance.
The woman sitting in front of the man was wrapped in black clothes, with waist-length bright red hair, milk-like skin, and a small oval face with two bright emerald-green eyes.
Although her appearance could be described as "extremely beautiful", her face was full of sadness without a trace of smile, which slightly detracted her points.
Dingtian is just a "crying-faced beauty" who conquers the entire country.
Another young man riding a white horse, wearing a dark blue satin robe, is restrained and otherworldly.
The quality of the robe is obviously excellent, and it is difficult to describe it as "excellent".
It is simply a "heavenly product" or "immortal product" like a sacred object in clothes!
As for appearance and demeanor, compared with the man in the dark robe and the sword, they are almost on a par with each other.
No matter which woman saw it, she would probably be able to sigh with emotion.
They are all rare and top-notch handsome men in the world with such looks!
The three of them rode all the way. The red-haired and fair-skinned woman in black had a increasingly sad face.
The reason is simple.
Her stomach made the same sound as the horse's footsteps, and it kept grunting all the way. It didn't stop, and she was obviously very hungry.
Ling Zhen had something on his mind, so he ignored it.
The world here is more and more lively.
Ling Zhen became even more lonely.
"Hey, there are some steamed buns I bought in the bag. They are empty. Do you want to eat them?"
Qiu Jin was really tired of hearing the snoring sound from Ye Yiran's stomach, so he kindly asked.
The red-haired princess from the Western Region shook her head and whispered: "That one is too hard, and there is no oil or water at all. I can't get used to it."
"I know that you are the royal princess of the Tianluo Kingdom. You have been eating delicacies from the mountains and seas since you were a child, and your mouth has long been full of food. You are definitely not used to eating the food of us Central Plains people. For the past ten years, I have eaten that food every day. This thing doesn’t feel that hard or dry.”
The man snorted coldly, "Since you are so picky and can't eat solid food, then just go hungry!"
Ling Zhen felt very relieved about this.
As expected of Brother Qiu, he is so talkative!
It simply helped me express what was on my mind.
After walking for a while, Ye Yiran's stomach growled louder and louder. She didn't care about being scolded by Qiu Jin and said cautiously: "I'm hungry..."
Qiu Jin was afraid that she would really faint from hunger, so he leaned closer and said softly: "Well, red-haired monster, if you call me 'good brother', it will make me feel better, and then I will take you to eat something delicious. No need." How about eating Wowotou again?"
Just saying "good brother" can easily get you a full and life-saving meal, saving your starving stomach from water and fire.
Ling Zhen talked about it with relish and secretly bet with himself on whether Ye Yiran would agree to this request.
Ye Yiran was hungry for almost a day, and his chest was really close to his back, and he was a little tempted by this cheap deal.
She opened her mouth slightly and tried several times, but finally couldn't get those three words out.
Just when the princess of the Western Region was struggling in her heart, trying hard to break through that layer of defense, and preparing to risk her life.
Ahead, a strange sight appeared.
There are sixteen beautiful young men in white clothes, arranged in a formation of eight on the left and eight on the right. They are working together to carry a huge pure white sedan, slowly walking towards this side.
From the facial expressions of the sixteen boys in white, we could tell that this sedan was definitely not light. It must have been very strenuous to carry it like this, almost to the point of difficulty. Obviously, this was not an easy task.
White sedan?
Ling Zhen's first reaction was, could it be that something innocent happened? This sedan was used to mourn the dead?
But why are there no banners, wreaths, white paper coins and other things?
The foreheads of the dozen or so young people are not tied with white silk in memory of the deceased?
It's really strange.
The owners of the shops along the street and the pedestrians passing by were all attracted by this scene, and they all stuck their heads out to watch.
Ye Yiran's eyes widened, not knowing why.
Here, only Qiu Jin can "know it all".
Knowing that the visitor was unkind, he saw the big white sedan from a distance. He sighed heavily and said to himself: "Oh, there is nothing I can do. The debt collectors are here so quickly..."
Ling Zhen raised his eyebrows.
Debt collector?
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On the broad street of Xiangling City, a snow-white sedan suddenly appeared, causing pedestrians and people to look sideways and stare, as if they were looking at something extremely rare.
Suddenly, an unusually clear man's voice came from the pure white sedan, floating over melodiously: "Qiu Jin, it's been ten years, I didn't expect you to still be alive in this world."
Ling Zhen's expression was unusually solemn.
I don’t know if the person coming is an enemy or a friend?
Qiu Jin had a calm expression, very relaxed and calm. He first tapped various acupuncture points on Ye Yiran's body so that he could not take advantage of the opportunity to escape. He then took off the cloth bag from his back and stuffed it into her arms.
Afterwards, Qiu Jin turned over and dismounted, bowed his hands to the white sedan in front of him, and said respectfully: "Thanks to Brother Jian, I'm lucky that I didn't die."
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the ball at the top of the sedan suddenly exploded.
Suddenly, countless peach blossoms exploded in all directions.
A man flew out of the peach blossom rain.
I saw that this man was tall and strong, with a straight body and extremely handsome appearance.
Just looking at its shape, Ling Zhen couldn't help but think of Dongfang Jibai, the son of the master of Shi Potian Jingshan Mountain who defeated him in Hongfen Town.
He also doesn’t know what kind of state his “friend” with whom he has been dating for ten years is in now, whether his life is good or not.
Ling Zhen's thoughts were brought back, and Ling Zhen no longer had random thoughts.
Take care of your own mess first.
Ling Zhen's eyes turned cold.
Wait until you leave this crappy place to see the people you want to see and do the things you want to do.
