Chapter 608

The spring of an city comes very early. At this time, it is still snowing in the north, but the willows of an City have drawn new branches.

The geographical location of an city is further south than that of Gusu.

The landscape here is particularly beautiful, but one thing is that it is relatively closed.

For example, few people can be seen in the mountains.

However, in a deep mountain in Ancheng, it is rare to see two people. One is wearing gray clothes and looks very plain. The other is wearing a xuanpao and an inky jade crown. On the jade crown, there is also a bright east pearl inlaid.

Look at that head. It's no smaller than the one on the head of Chu Yun.

The man in Xuanyi was talking about something behind him. When he listened carefully, he said, "Hey, I said Fengyi, what are you taking me to drill in the deep mountains and old forests? Don't you want to do something to me?"

The man in black with a poisonous tongue is clearly Qian Jinbao.

Now the Jinman building, under the intentional drainage of Chu Yunqing and Song Rong, has long been full of Damin. Although Qian Jinbao has no power, he is really an earth emperor.

Who makes people rich?

Now it is the fifth year that he and Fengyi have traveled together. Over the years, they have come to this Ancheng from the north, and have seen a lot of scenery together.

This time, Qian Jinbao was very reluctant to go to the deep mountain. He wanted to find Feng Yi in plain clothes in front of him.

Feng Yi stopped her steps and turned around. Her bright face was already a little cold. He gritted his teeth and said, "Qian Jinbao! If you don't want to follow, go back to your gentle village!"

Qian Jinbao lives a comfortable life now, but there are many beauties around the house.

Qian Jinbao smiled at Fengyi: "can't you say two good words and ask me to go with you?"

Probably no one could have imagined that Fengyi, who is now famous in the whole Damin Du, was a complete road blind. When she was in Gusu, she was fine. After all, she lived for so many years.

But now he has come to a strange place, regardless of East, West, North and south. Even if he gave him a map, he can't find the place.

Around, around, nine times out of ten, you can faint yourself.

"Fengyi, tell me, your flowery face is most afraid of the wind. The spring wind is cold. What if you blow your face?" Qian Jinbao still said in the back.

Feng Yi paused and turned around to look at Qian Jinbao.

Fengyi's plain clothes turned out to be a monk's robe. Yes, when he left Beilin, he had seen through the red world and fled into the empty door.

Naturally, even monks have hair and no hair. Fengyi belongs to the kind of practice with hair.

In fact, Fengyi also thought about directly cutting her hair and ironing two incense scars, but Qian Jinbao disagreed.

Joke, can he agree?

The two agreed to travel together. It would be nice if Fengyi had the same style as before, but if she became bald and had several incense scars, not to mention destroying the beauty, people who didn't know thought that his owner of jinmanlou wanted to be a workshop owner with a spring breeze of ten miles, but Fengyi didn't agree, so she was forced out of her house and became a monk.

At this time, Qian Jinbao's sentence: "flower like face" has fallen into Feng Yi's ears.

Fengyi's face was black again and looked at Qian Jinbao angrily: "Qian Jinbao! I can go myself! As for you, I don't have to follow you."

With that, Fengyi pointed her toes a little, and several ups and downs had swept away in the distance.

Fengyi learned Kung Fu from martial arts master father. When he learned Kung Fu, he wanted to protect Song Rong. But who knows, now his kung fu skills are more and more refined, but he has no chance to protect Song Rong anymore.

Qian Jinbao muttered in the back, "don't you say that your family won't be angry?"

Qian Jinbao felt a cold wind blowing into his clothes. He trembled. He wanted to go back to drink and listen to music, but he felt a little soft at the thought that Fengyi didn't know the way.

Thinking in his own heart, forget it. For the sake of sister Rong's face, he will follow.

Waiting for Qian Jinbao to go forward, his face became strange, and then he gave a cry of wolf crying and ghost howling: "Fengyi! You're going in the wrong direction!"

Qian Jinbao ran quickly to chase Fengyi.

But Fengyi, after walking out of the way for a while, has been involuntarily crooked and changed his direction.

Qian Jinbao is behind. How can he catch up.

Originally, Qian Jinbao still knew the way. He waited for Qian Jinbao to wander around the mountain for a while, but he found that he couldn't find the way.

He rubbed his forehead and muttered, "this stupidity is contagious."

Qian Jinbao looked up at the floating white clouds in the air, and looked at the places where he could not see the arrival or the wilderness where he could not see the destination. With a sigh, he stood there and tried for a while before choosing a direction to go up and down.

He has no way to find Fengyi himself. Now he can only go down and find some people to look for people in the mountain.

When two people came out, they arrived on a temporary occasion, so they didn't bring any entourage.

And two big men go on a trip, not a little girl, and they won't take many people.

What's more, Fengyi hates those people around Qian Jinbao. Every time she sees him, her eyes are burning, and even privately say whether Fengyi and Qian Jinbao have anything.

Otherwise why, their family has a silver and handsome master, who will never get a wife.

Besides, Fengyi has already circled in the mountain.

He would suddenly take Qian Jinbao into the mountain because he vaguely remembered something when he saw the mountain.

He was not born in the house of Zhu Herong, but also had a family.

However, he doesn't remember much about his childhood. He just remembers that he was adopted by his adoptive parents... Mostly the adoptive parents of human teeth, who sold it to Zhu Herong.

Then he began his miserable life.

Fengyi is now a monk. It's not fun. He really sees a lot of things.

He came out of the dirtiest wish house like hell and went to be a play that everyone should turn a blind eye.

In the end, I picked up my living confidence and dignity and liked her a little bit.

From the day he fell in love with her, he got up from the dirtiest hell, grew flowers in the mud, and opened a beautiful, but proud and independent lotus.