The official road was hindered and there was no way to pass, and the noisy noise was still coming from the front.

The two officers and soldiers guarding the road were proud. No matter what you say, the road was blocked anyway.

"Or let your eldest lady come down and beg us in person."

"Isn't it just a singer? Humph? It's quite a big shot?"

Suddenly, the two felt a strange sense of oppression, and the huge shadow pressed on their heads like a magic hand.

Swirl.

The two of them felt a sudden thrill in their hearts, and they were so scared that they hurriedly drew out their swords.

Looking up, I saw a bald giant man more than three meters tall standing in front of them, looking down at them.

Aku glanced at the two of them.

Although he forgot that he was a powerful man in mythology, he thought to himself, "These two people are so noisy that they dare to block the path between the lady and the young master." For a moment, anger arose in his eyes.

The Southern Barbarian Myth has a bloody hand, and he was once the candidate for the Killing Lord. With his horizontal training, his powerful oppressive power was mixed into his eyes. When he was angry, the kings, princes, generals and ministers also changed their expressions, let alone ordinary officers and soldiers?

Two people who were originally proud were so frightened that they sat down on the ground when they were glaring like this. The two of them felt that the sword they were holding in their hands was like two toothpicks. In front of this terrifying giant man, they could break the fragile fold.

"ah..."

"Don't come over."

Both of them were both cold and reckless. They retreated repeatedly, then they stood up when they retreated, stumbled and fell again, and ran away again.

The guards and musicians were stunned. They didn't expect that once their silent chief manager showed their power, they would be so powerful, but they were a little worried. After all, they were from the government. The people did not fight with the officials. Is the chief manager considered having a dispute with the officers and soldiers? What should I do?

After a while, the road was already open, everyone calmed down, and they were a little worried.

But the team continued to move forward again.

The wind and snow filled the road, like a knife flying in the sky.

The earth is a chopping board, and everything is fish and meat.

Half a day later, a cavalry of about 200 people hurriedly chased after the official road from a distance. There was no fork in the official road, and there were footprints on the snow, so it was easy to chase.

A moment later, the shadow of the convoy appeared in front of him.

The two front officers and soldiers pointed ahead, "It's them."

The leader was a strong man with a tiger-browed and ring-eyed eyes, wearing plain clothes and a sword around his waist. He was obviously a patrolman. He asked in a hunchback: "What's going on?"

One person said, "General Zhang, we both kindly persuaded them to take a detour, saying that there were distinguished guests on the way today. One of them was extremely arrogant and wanted to break through. We both worked together to stop it, but they were crowded and powerful. We had no choice but to run away before reporting to General Zhao."

Another person said: "It's too arrogant and too disregarded us. This is also not to take you seriously."

"yes."

"It's okay to insult us, but you can't stand it if you ignore you, General!"

The strong man frowned and snorted and glared, "That's a pity! It's a pity!! The mere song and dance troupe actually thought that his status was transcendent. He really regarded himself as a powerful person when he went to and from a powerful family? Humph!"

More than two hundred cavalrymen separated like streams and met reefs, and surrounded them from both sides.

The strong man with tiger eyebrows and ring eyes took the lead, walked around the front, blocked the singing and dancing troupe's way forward, pulled his horse, drew his long sword, and said in a gulp: "Stop!!!"

Then more and more cavalry gathered behind him.

The guards of the singing and dancing troupe all smiled bitterly, and this really happened. However, this singing and dancing troupe, from the young masters and ladies, was excellent, and even made them feel like they became monks after ten years of barbarian catastrophe.

They had never protected their past home before, but now they don't want to lose it anymore, so they become brave and clenched their fists and palms, without giving in.

One of the guards even plucked up the courage, stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "May I ask, what happened?"

The patrolman said coldly: "You forcefully break through the road, ignore my Great Zhou law, and follow me back to be investigated."

The guard said: "We did not forcefully..."

The patrolman waved his hand: "Take it!"

At this moment, a faint voice from the carriage came from the voice of a woman:

"Aku."

The bald giant man who had always bowed his head hurriedly ran over.

The strong man with tiger eyebrows and ring eyes was stunned when he saw this man. This guy looked like a killing star at first glance. He waved his hand and signaled to stop for a while, then turned his head to look at the two of them, and suddenly said with a surprise: "Does this man need to rely on the large number of people to beat you?"

Two people:...

On the other side.

A slim hand poked out from the curtain, holding a golden sign on the hand, and a soft voice came: "Aku, show it to that lord."

Meng Mulu took over the sign and ran forward to the cavalry team of two hundred people.

He was extremely powerful. Even though he had forgotten and restrained, he left with anger at this time, which made these two hundred people feel a sense of fear. Even the horses couldn't help but take two steps back.

The inspector surnamed Zhao was also cold and couldn't help asking: "What do you want to do?"

A guard from the musical and dance troupe in the distance hurriedly said, "Sir, my family has a hindrance and cannot answer."

When he was speaking, Meng Mulu had already arrived there and placed the gold medal in her hand in front of the patrolman.

The patrolman was stunned by his momentum, his aura could not improve. He thought to himself that this man looked extremely extraordinary and might not be an ordinary dance troupe. So he took the token and saw the nine dragons wrapped around the beads, and there was a golden word "Zhou" engraved behind the beads, and he suddenly became frightened.

The patrol officers all have the identification of secret patterns. The secret patterns on the token represent identity, and these are not fake. As long as there is no major case such as "there is a token loss" reported, everything will be as usual.

So, after carefully identifying the patterns on the Kowloon and confirming that they are correct, he was already sweating in cold sweat. He turned over and jumped off the horse, half kneeling on the ground, holding the golden token with both hands, "I offended the adults by the limit of responsibilities."

Meng Mulu:???

Everyone:???

The two original officers and soldiers said guiltily: "General Zhao, this is just a singing and dancing troupe. How can there be a token that allows you to kneel down? Will it be fake?"

The inspector surnamed Zhao said angrily: "Give me a hundred slap."

"General..."

"Two hundred times, A Biao, Hutou, you go and beat him. If you don't hit the face, you will be punished together if you don't hit the teeth!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, General!"

Then there was a "slap" sound, and the two officers and soldiers felt extremely regretful. At this time, they were slapped in front of their colleagues, and they were punished in their faces and hearts.

Although the Zhao patrolman did not know why the troupe had a noble token given by the emperor, he was not qualified to interfere with such a degree of matter. Anyone who had suspicions was a tremendous crime, and it would be a disaster for death in a flash.

So, he led two hundred people to kneel and see him off.

Xia Ji was not curious about this kind of thing. It didn't matter whether the token was true or false, because it was not difficult for Bai Taohua.

He remembered the past, and said softly after dinner: "I remember that there seemed to be an ancestor named Jiang Yuhe in the Jiang family, who said he wanted to marry you. Will we meet you today?"

Bai Taohua said, "I can't meet that person. I've killed him for a long time. I've even made a plan for his lineage. I can't turn over this life. If I'm unhappy, I'll go and ask them to cry and rob the world. Until one day I forgot, then the matter will be over."

Xia Ji:...

——How can you hold a grudge.

Bai Taohua blinked and stuck out her tongue: "I learned from you."

Xia Ji: "I haven't taught you these..."

Bai Taohua: "The little girl is always judging her brother's ideas and studying her brother's layout. Naturally, she learned from her brother."

She suddenly climbed forward from the snow-white blanket to Xia Ji, breathed like orchid, and smiled charmingly: "Do I think I know you the most?"

Xia Ji said lightly: "My layout is even a cheater myself."

Bai Taohua snorted: "I don't remember my layout myself."

Xia Ji: "I don't know when my layout started and how many lifetimes it has been."

White peach blossom:...

"You bully people."

Xia Ji didn't speak, but drank a glass of wine, grind the ink and held the pen, and there were red sleeves to add fragrance and green tea. He felt the mood and thought for a moment. A poem was achieved overnight and appeared on the paper:

The world is weak, but human feelings are evil. The rain sends the dusk and flowers are easy to fall. The morning breeze is dry, and the tears are broken. I want to write down my thoughts, and I just talk to the slanting road.

People become different, but today is not yesterday. The sick soul is often like a swing cable. The sound of the horns is cold and the night is late. I am afraid that people will ask questions, so I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy.

After watching Bai Taohua quietly closed her eyes and felt the meaning, she fell silent and reached out to hit Xia Ji's arm, "Brother, I really suspect that you are not not understanding feelings, but just pretending to be confused. If you write such sad lyrics casually, you must feel uncomfortable in your heart. You usually pretend to be strong, right?"

Xia Ji:...

——I copied it.

Bai Taohua whispered: "When the rains in the evening, the tears in the morning breeze have not dried up, and the mind is infinite and there is no way to write. I can only speak alone but still stop, no one listens to the things in my heart, and I have more illness... Alas, it's even more painful."

Xia Ji:...

——I copied it.

Bai Taohua talked and obviously remembered herself again.
To be continued...