Chapter 239

Looking at Murong Xue's hopeful eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's dark pupil showed a faint smile, which disappeared in an instant. Therefore, he said in a dilemma: "after all, the carriage is a carriage. However slow it goes, it will be bumpy..."

"Let's spread more blankets in the carriage, and put two blankets on both sides of the car, so you can't feel the turbulence..." Murong snow, word by word out of the idea.

"Really?" Ouyang Shaochen's ink eyebrows frown slightly, doubting.

"Of course it's true. What can I do to deceive you? It's late. Let's go, let's go!" Murong Xue said with a smile and Ying Ying. He grabbed Ouyang Shaochen's arm and pulled him up. He pushed him out of the tent and got into the carriage.

No trace drove the carriage out of the barracks, in the smooth Official Road on the rapid forward.

Murong Xue sat in front of the window, slightly opened the window, and watched the rapid retrogression of the night scene by the light moonlight in the night sky. Suddenly, her shoulder sank. It was Ouyang Shaochen who sat beside her and put her head on her shoulder to keep her eyes closed.

Murong snow did not understand the frown: "son of the world, what do you do?"

"Rest." Ouyang Shaochen answered faintly, and his voice was as light as a breeze.

"If you want to have a good rest, you should lie down. What are you doing on my shoulder?" Murong snow looked at him puzzled.

"It's too bumpy to lie down and sleep." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, her warm breath sprayed on Murong Xue's cheek. Her eyes flashed unnaturally, and her pretty face was slightly gloomy.

I don't know how many blankets are spread in the carriage. Sitting on the blanket is like sitting on a soft couch. Ouyang Shaochen dare to say that it is bumpy

"Shizi, my shoulder is hurt a little. I'm afraid I can't support him for too long..."

"Is it?" Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the car curtain and whispered: "no trace, drive back to the military camp, and wait for my son to rest enough, then go to Mingzhou..."

"Don't go back..." Murong Xue sharply interrupted his words and glared at him with hatred.

Ouyang Shaochen didn't think so. He said leisurely, "my son has been tired for several days and nights. He is very tired. He must have a good rest..."

"I've already used medicine on my shoulder. It's OK for now." Murong snow glared at him, word by word, in the cold voice with the taste of gnashing teeth.

Looking at her black face, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes at the bottom of her eyes appeared a clear smile and nodded gently: "so good!" With her head resting on Murong Xue's shoulder, she slowly closed her eyes.

Murong Xue's face was slightly dark. Her white hand took Ouyang Shaochen's cheek and pinched it fiercely. Then she squeezed several red fingerprints. She just stopped

Let him say that she is stupid, let him despise her again, let him bully her again

He's asleep now. She can take a little revenge

As the clouds disperse, the mist fades, and the golden light spreads through the clouds and onto the earth.

The gate of Mingzhou city has been opened for a long time, and the common people, peddlers and peddlers come and go.

No trace drove his carriage into Mingzhou city. He stopped on a relatively prosperous street. The curtain was lifted away. Ouyang Shaochen took the lead in walking down. His Obsidian pupil was like a pool, which was not deep enough to see the bottom. He had no confusion and ignorance when he was in a bad mood. His snow colored clothes hung down lightly on the ground and were spotless

Ruyu's hand reached into the carriage and helped Murong snow to get off the carriage.

Looking at the front did not see the head, after the end of the street, Murong snow did not understand the frown: "come here to do what?"

"Naturally, it's looking for shadow guards." Ouyang Shaochen says faintly, the vision is deep.

Murong snow eyes a Lin: "shadow guard in this street?"

Ouyang Shaochen light um A: "see the front of the iron shop? The blacksmith who is making iron is very likely to be the shadow guard

Murong Xue's eyes narrowed slightly, followed his direction and looked at the past. He saw a man of 36 years old wearing an open chest shirt, standing in front of a big stone, swinging a hammer, and pounding a piece of burnt red iron.

After his skillful tapping, the thick iron soon turned into a long and delicate sword. When it was stirred in the water, the sword was shaped by the sound of "Chi"

"Do you see anything?" Ouyang Shaochen saw that she looked at the blacksmith and did not speak. He could not help asking.

Murong Xue's eyes were dim, and he said in a low voice: "this man has been a blacksmith for a long time. His hands have been worn out with thick cocoons, and his body has also been stained with a strong smell of the market. However, there is still a sense of awe in his eyebrows. He does things neatly and cleanly without dragging mud and water. He is undoubtedly a soldier who has fought in the battlefield..."

"Xunfeng sensed the same kind of breath from him, so he inquired about him from people nearby, and learned that he came to Mingzhou city ten years ago, two months after your father died in the war..." Ouyang Shaochen explained softly.

Murong snow understood and nodded: "how is his martial arts?"

"Xunfeng hasn't had time to test. However, according to Xunfeng, he is afraid that his martial arts are comparable to him..." Ouyang Shaochen says lightly, the pupil of dark eye is deep like pool.Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed fiercely. Xun Feng's martial arts ranked top three in the secret guards of Xiaoyao palace. His martial arts were not as good as his: "it seems that this man is a shadow guard with great possibility..."

"Brush!" Two sharp lines of sight suddenly shot. Murong Xue's eyes were sharp. He looked up and saw the iron man. He was slightly calm, holding the long sword that had just been made. He was meticulous, attentive and focused

It was just her delusion. Didn't anyone look at her quietly?

Murong Xue frowned. Yu Guang saw that middle-aged man hung his sword on the wall of the room, and moved all the things, such as iron stone, iron stove, coal and so on, into the shop. He turned and locked the shop door, shook his half shirt, and walked quickly along the street.

"What is he going to do?" Murong Xue narrowed her eyes slightly. It's Chenshi (from 7:00 a.m. to 9:00 a.m.), the meal time, the direction of men's advance, restaurants, and several breakfast stalls.

But those small stalls are not more than ten meters away from his iron shop. If he only eats breakfast, there is no need to clean up the shop

"He should have something to do. Let's follow him!" Ouyang Shaochen says lightly, the pupil of dark eye is deep like pool.

"Good!" Murong snow nodded, pulling Ouyang Shaochen, quietly followed the past.

The two men walked slowly along the stone road, keeping a close distance with the middle-aged man. They would neither let the man find them nor be humiliated

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