"Damn hippopotamus!"

Ling Mulao was so angry that he stamped his feet. Damn your driver's license. There is no use in this world. It seems that the only solution for now is to rely on the No. 11 bus.

The wind was blowing under his feet, and his figure was flashing forward. His speed was comparable to that of the world sprint champion.

When she was almost dead from exhaustion and finally entered the village, Nangong Yi was already leaning on the horse leisurely, playing with the jade flute in his hand with a half-smile.

"Oh, that's not bad~"

Ling Mulao looked like he was tired from all the work, but when he saw Nangong Yi looking so happy, he couldn't help but get angry.

"You think you are Jay Chou, oh~ not bad~" he stuck out his tongue and said disdainfully.

"Ling Mulao, it seems you have a lot of men in your life. Who is this Jay Chou to you?"

Nangong Yi frowned, his tone was extremely cold, and there was a hint of jealousy in his deep eyes.

"Don't worry about me," Ling Mulao raised his eyebrows and suddenly said with a smile: "Nangong Yi, you don't really fall in love with me, do you? Why do you feel jealous?"

"You are so passionate!" Nangong Yi put away his jade flute and jumped off his horse: "Will this king fall in love with you? Don't forget your body~"

"Ahem~ Okay, I remember!"

Ling Mulao coughed twice, pursed her red lips, and spoke first.

Perverted Nangong Yi, every time he can't tell her the truth, he will only threaten her with those frivolous things, just look at it, no big deal.

"Look~ we're still late~"

Nangong Yi waved his embroidered robe and pointed his slender fingers at the corpse on the ground.

"It's not that we're late, it's that we're early~"

Ling Mulao looked at the bodies, or corpses, all over the ground. Although these people were dead, their faces were aging at a speed that could be seen.

"If we had arrived a little later, we might not have seen these corpses, but a pile of bones!"

Ling Mulao pointed to the ground, frowned and said again.

"Look, these white bones in the dust, and there are blood stains on these bones, prove that these people have been dead for less than seven days."

Nangong Yi looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, among the pile of white bones, you could still see bright blood stains, and it didn't look like he had been dead for a long time.

"You mean that before we set off, someone specially set these traps, waiting for us to fall into them."

Nangong Yi's words were not a question, but an affirmation.

"It seems that this journey will be more dangerous than we imagined."

The corners of Ling Mulao's lips curled up, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"Are you scared?" Nangong Yi asked in a deep voice.

"what you think?"

Ling Mulao raised his eyebrows and smiled. He squatted down, cut off a piece of rag with a dagger, picked up a pile of sand, picked up a broken bone and wrapped it in the cloth.

"Let's go, the rest of the trip will be more exciting."

Nangong Yi stepped forward, picked up Ling Muchao and got on the horse.

"Hey, men and women don't kiss each other, so don't hug me at all times!"

Ling Mulao was sitting on the horse, dancing with anger. If it weren't for Nangong Yi's arms being restrained, he would have been punched and kicked by now.

"Haha~ Are men and women intimate?" Nangong Yi smiled heartily: "Although I, the king, and you are not called husband and wife, we have already been married."

"You..." Ling Mulao almost bit off his tongue, and his face was so hot that it could be barbecued: "That doesn't count. The reality of a couple is not just to see, but to want, to want~ Anyway, you know!"
Chapter completed!