Rebirth O is Always Fishing For Me

Chapter 32: Deceased

“Don’t think I’ll forgive you.” Ming Jingfei understood Xie Xuanzhuo’s virtue, and she didn’t bother to expose her tears without seeing the coffin. “Get up and lie down.”

“So you still know the word decency.” When Xie Xuanzhuo was pulled up, he slandered.

Su Lingxin with black eyes and black hair took the dagger, walked to the two of them, and returned the dagger to Xie Xuanzhuo.

She has a pair of almond eyes, and at first glance, she is smart and cute. Only the upturned corners of his eyes showed a somewhat wild and untamed taste.

“Thank you, I’ll return the dagger to you.” After seeing Ming Jingfei’s appearance, Su Lingxin was stunned for a moment as if she had remembered something, “You are all from Nanlu, right? Oh, I was… proton here the other day?”

“Aren’t you afraid that they will retaliate against you again?” Ming Jingfei asked lightly, “It seems that these people’s origins are not easy.”

The pain on her body made Su Ling grin, she smiled indifferently, looked sideways into the distance, “If I don’t hit him, he won’t take revenge? It’s not a pity, but whoever hits me, I must hit back!”

Hearing this, Xie Xuanzhuo’s eyelashes drooped slightly, and he prepared to go back to the tent without saying a word. The gems inlaid on the dagger around his waist were shining in the sun.

“Hey, Your Highness Proton, don’t go, I haven’t said thank you yet.” Su Lingxin felt uncomfortable being looked at by Ming Jingfei, and hurriedly ran a few steps, wanting to keep Xie Xuanzhuo, “You guys Do you know the situation in Nanlu?”

“What do you want to ask?” Seeing Xie Xuanzhuo walking away without looking back, Ming Jingfei asked patiently.

“My surname is Su and my name is Lingxin. I want to know about the Fenghuai Su family.” Su Lingxin stood with her back to the wind, her hair blown in a mess.

“Fenghuai Su’s family,” Ming Jingfei squinted, recalling that Xie Xuanzhuo had a general in the last life, who seemed to be Su Lai.

“It was me who was abrupt.” Seeing that Ming Jingfei did not answer for a long time, Su Ling smiled politely, “I dare to ask the girl your name.”

As Qianyuan, it’s not very good to rashly inquire about Kunze’s name, but she hasn’t seen people from her hometown for a long time, and she can’t help but want to know more.

“Mingjing Fei.”

“Good name.” Su Lingxin scratched her head a little embarrassedly.

The geese are flying high in the sky. Ming Jingfei smiled but did not say a word, and slowly followed behind Xie Xuanzhuo.

Looking at the girl’s graceful back, Su Ling was a little embarrassed to call out Ming Jingfei, she has lived on the grassland for ten years, never knew that there are people with blonde hair and red eyes in the world, the girl’s rose-red pupils, Seems warmer than fire.

But she felt that the girl’s expression was very cold, and the ice in the Tiejin River in winter was not as cold as the coldness hidden in the girl’s eyes.

Slowly paced back to the hillside, Su Ling hesitated for a long time, and shouted to Ming Jingfei: “The wind is blowing, it’s going to snow, you two better wear more clothes.”

She thought that Ming Jingfei would not have any response, but she didn’t expect the girl’s long hair to flutter in the air, she turned back and asked her, “Is it snowing so early on the grassland?”

“That’s right,” Su Lingxin’s black pupils lit up with some cheerful light, “If it snows, I’ll send you wool blankets, and sheep dung eggs, for burning fire. .”

Hearing the three words ‘sheep dung eggs”, Xie Xuanzhuo couldn’t help shaking, remembering that there was more or less in the mud on his body just now…

The girl walked away, Su Lingxin only saw her hand raised above her head and waved.

In front of the tent, Xie Xuanzhuo bent down and coughed twice, it seemed that because the autumn was too dry, his throat was always itchy.

The pea-green skirt stopped in front of him, Xie Xuanzhuo took a deep breath before raising his head.

An emerald green thing was thrown into Xie Xuanzhuo’s arms, it was a jade flute.

She approached the flute hole subconsciously, but smelled a familiar fragrance. She sniffed hard, and a cold and unique fresh breath floated out, the smell of white rosin gently brushing the tip of her nose.

This is a tree unique to the southern grasslands. It is only one meter tall.

There is a very deep green in the center of the tree, like an emerald jade eye, as deep as a condensed spring water, as if there will be a circle of ripples at any time.

“Mr. Chen asked me to come to you, the majesty wants to summon us, and your sister should be there.” Ming Jingfei didn’t want to explain the ins and outs of the flute. Go in the direction of the golden tent.

Unexpectedly, Xie Xuanzhuo didn’t deliberately say some stupid words, she was just silent, her amber eyes were hazy, like the fog of the distant mountains floating in.

On the way, the people of the righteous sheep peeped at them, and then whispered a few words, “too weak”, “I didn’t drink goat milk” etc.

In the golden tent, the brown-haired majesty of the righteous sheep department hugged the young and beautiful Kunze, and let them feed themselves fat mutton and mellow spirits.

Xie Qingyun sat down, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. Seeing Xie Xuanzhuan walk in, she immediately asked the slave beside her to bring her a cup of hot tea.

“Your Majesty, see you.” Pushed to the center, Xie Xuanzhuo deliberately hesitated and stood still.

“Xie Jiaxuanzhuo, your father and I were good friends who used to hunt together. I haven’t seen this for so many years, and I didn’t expect such a thing to happen. It’s a pity that only your Xie family can learn the divine swordsmanship. , I don’t know if I’m lucky enough to meet today?” Your Majesty didn’t seem to care about Xie Xuanzhuo’s abnormality, with a full smile on his face.

“Your Majesty, this little sister of mine has been weak since she was a child,” Xie Qingyun replied without being humble or arrogant: “My father did not let her practice martial arts, let alone swordsmanship.

“Isn’t it a pity, I thought the Xie family’s generation could reproduce the swordsmanship that was passed down with blood,” Although the maharaja said so, he still watched with interest Looking at Xie Xuanzhuo, “Since this is the case, your little highness can exercise a lot in the grasslands. Presumably, within a year, you will be able to grow into an adult on your own.”

“Your Majesty is wrong.” Xie Qingyun smiled.

“The Fangyu family is too protective of your sister. Since you Shangxie sent her here, the grassland has the responsibility to teach and take care of her.” He is very concerned about Xie Xuanzhuo.

He remembered last night when he had a headache on how to arrange Xie Xuanzhuo, and the idea that the companion gave-

“Your Majesty, protons are not only useful in wars, but only waste food. Why don’t you move her to the edge of the pasture, let her fend for herself, and she will not starve to death if you want. ”

Your Majesty, he has only ever heard of raising cattle and sheep, but he never thought that protons could also be raised. Immediately, he gave the companion a hundred horses and fifty oxen with a laugh.

Therefore, Xie Xuanzhuo heard the owner of the grassland say in a somewhat hippie and smiling tone:

“Your Highness can just go to the south of the ranch to exercise more, I won’t send anyone to follow you, don’t let Shang Xie and Yi Yang expect you.”

Hearing this, Xie Qingyun clung to his clothes with his hand under the table. The south of the Yiyangbu Ranch is barren and windy, with few water and grass. And where slaves go.

Your Majesty’s move is more like a deliberate slap in the face of Xie. This prairie barbarian king has always been ambitious, could it be that he couldn’t hold back so soon?

“Your Majesty, why don’t you let Xuan’er follow me,” Xie Qingyun knew that Your Majesty was a mean-spirited person, and he didn’t have much patience with Kunze, but he had to fight for his sister. last fight. “All expenses are recorded in…”

“A man with blonde hair and red eyes,” the Prairie Lord deliberately ignored Xie Qingyun’s words, he turned his head and stared at Ming Jingfei playfully, “they are all distinguished guests, messengers of God. Would you like to? Be the holy messenger of our Sheep Ministry and pray for the grasslands.”

“Your Majesty, the little girl is not very good at learning, and has not mastered advanced illusions. I can’t use wind, call thunder, and call water.”

Hearing Ming Jingfei’s words, Xie Xuanzhuo reaffirmed his own thoughts, the girl’s deception technique is really unique.

From Qingyu Town, deceived the prairie barbarian king. And there is quite a kind of arrogance and domineering of “I don’t care if you believe it or not, I just want to lie to you”.

She couldn’t figure out what kind of experience she had that created Ming Jingfei’s fearless nature.

“Really? I thought all of you Golden Witch people can dream, so you can’t even use advanced natural illusions?”

“This requires talent.” Ming Jingfei suddenly had an idea, she was daring and starved to death, she wanted to improve her illusion, why not directly ask the monarch to ask for it.

So, she finally took off her cold face and put on a weak and ignorant look, “Your Majesty, can you give me the ancient scroll of illusion, and when the little girl learns it, I will definitely repay your kindness. .”

“Your Majesty, can’t you?” Ming Jingfei looked directly into the eyes of Your Majesty, trying to confuse the man’s mind.

The rose-colored eyes were as gorgeous as fireworks blooming in the sky. When the Prairie Monarch reacted, the ancient scroll of illusion had already arrived in Ming Jingfei’s hands.

He felt tired for a while, yawned and waved his hand, “The grassland is big, don’t walk around, especially in the west.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.” Ming Jingfei laughed secretly. She thought that Maharaja would not be tempted by such a simple hint, but she didn’t expect this person to be lustful and lustful, and his resistance was too low. .

The north wind was cold, and when Xie Xuanzhuo came out of the golden tent, the sky in the grassland was as dark as the bottom of an iron pot. Ming Jingfei had to go one step ahead and pack things for Xie Xuanzhuan, who made her appear to be the maid of the little turtle now.

At this time, Chen Ziyu, who was wrapped in a cloak, smiled and bowed his hands on the ground, “Your Highness, the old minister is going back to the Southern Land, please take care. The grassland is vast, if you are all right , you can also explore more.”

“Wait, Your Highness, this is given to you by your old friend, and it is also a sustenance for you to hold it. In addition, the old friend also dragged me to bring you a message.”

“Think about it day and night, forget it every day.”