Since you dress up as a hero, you naturally have to be as handsome as a hero.

I have never seen anyone ride a carriage like a woman, so Fengsha was strolling fast on the street with a slight sword indifferently, and the gourd hanging around his waist was filled with wine and swaying.

It's really a bit unruly style.

Fu Jian and Fu Sheng smiled at each other, rolled their hats and followed them left and right. Although they didn't see their beautiful faces, they could tell that just looking at their figure and temperament, a pair of beauties in the world, one black and one white as a contrast.

Not long after leaving the city, Fengsha began to regret it. The bent knife that resisted the shoulders turned into a crutch on the ground, and the gourd at the waist was thrown on the back. If you wear a hat like two women, you will look like a hunchbacked old farmer working in the field at first glance.

"Isn't it enough to stab a knife to death, what's the point of doing that heavy?"

Fengsha changed hands, shook his sore wrists hard, and even more sweated on his forehead, complaining: "I'm sweating in this cold day."

Huisheng quickly pulled out the silk handkerchief and came to wipe the sweat of the owner.

Fengsha stretched out his hand to block it: "Everyone is a child of the world, how could he act like such a young daughter?"

He paused and whispered, "Why do I change with you, I will take your sword, and you will take my knife?"

He bit his lips and said with a lip: "Master...hehe, this bend knife is only about ten pounds, maid... I have about twenty pounds of this sword. Do you really want to change it?"

Fengsha smiled dryly and said, "I can't use the sword, I'm not used to it. A man should be a real man, and he should go to the world with his sword and bravely."

It was rare to see the owner's embarrassing and stubborn look. He couldn't help but giggle twice, which was very crisp and beautiful, attracting the attention of passers-by, and he was reluctant to move away for a moment.

Fengsha turned to Fu Jian: "Isn't this sword in your hand about twenty pounds?"

Fu Jian smiled and said, "It's not all~ But I'm practicing the art of sword-and-sword combination recently, and I just don't have a skeleton. This close-fitting Shuriken cuts iron like mud, just a little shorter. I wonder if Brother Hu is willing to give up his love or exchange it?"

Fengsha shook his head and said, "That's more delicate, forget it." After that, he glanced at him with a vivid look and snorted softly, "Look at the other woman who is a woman who is good at talking, so learn more in the future."

He said in a cute voice: "Yes~ It will definitely be next time."

Fu Jian covered his mouth and sneered.

Fengsha was laughed at by the two women and couldn't help but feel depressed and muttered: "Now I'm laughing happily, but my butt hurts when I go back."

The two women's faces turned red at the same time. Fortunately, they each had a hat to cover their faces, otherwise they would have glared out their eyes when they were passing by.

After walking for a while, there were still many pedestrians, cars and horses on the road, but the road gradually became uneven, the ruts were deep, the hoof prints were dense, and there were many dust.

The wind and sand became even more depressed. It turned out that the wind and dust were really dusty, which means literal.

If I had known, I would have brought a veil-hanging hat, but it would have been like the ones that were now full of dust.

It’s not that he has never suffered a long journey, but he has lived a pampering life for too long. He has completely forgotten the difficulties of the world and has no sense of pleasure at all. He just has the word “tired”.

I turned around and looked at the two girls on both sides. They were spotless, light and elegant, as if they were strolling in the garden. Obviously, they didn't take this distance seriously at all.

It seems that if you want to be successful in the world, you will have good martial arts skills. He is a weak chicken who throws away his crossbow and may not even be killed. He should be honest in the carriage and deserve to suffer.

Fu Jian brought the veil closer: "Walk for a while and there will be some resting pavilions and tea stalls. Businessmen who enter the city will take a break and drink tea temporarily."

Fengsha was so energetic that he changed hands with the Qudao, and then pulled his sweaty collar, and smiled and said, "You are familiar with the road."

Fu Jian smiled and said, "There is a fleet of Sanhe Gang mooring there. Can you be unfamiliar with it?"

Fengsha nodded with satisfaction.

Not long after walking, a crowded place appeared on the side of the road, surrounded by a pavilion, which was bustling and bustling, and more were horses and carriages, filled with goods, and most of them were guarding one or two people.

The three of them got into the crowd and found a tea stall with free space. They subconsciously went to pack the square table and benches, ready to serve the owner and sit down.

Fengshayan quickly pulled her elbow sleeves and sat down first.

Fu Jian and Huisheng occupied the other two sides.

There is still a seat available for the square table.

Fu Jian directly put the tip of the sword on the slant, leaning against the edge of the table, holding the sword sheath, holding it in his hand, clearly showing that he did not welcome other people's deskmates, and said to the vivid voice: "Three bowls of hot tea, the bowl should be boiled with boiling water, staring at it all."

In response, he pushed the table and stood up.

Fengsha couldn't help asking, "Are there really so many despicable things in the world?"

"You must be careful, and you must be cautious. There are no ones who are not cruel, otherwise you won't live long, so you will be dead if you miss it once."

Fengsha whispered: "Get taught."

The work quickly brought three bowls of hot tea to the table, standing behind him with tears, and then he left before returning to his seat.

The wind and sand were so thirsty that I was about to hold the bowl, but Fu Jian reached out and pressed it down.

"Take a drink in turn."

Fengsha immediately put the bowl on his bowl and smiled and said, "Listen to others and have a full meal."

Fu Jian dropped the master's tea bowl and his own, then signaled to drink it with his eyes, and then threw it away: "Drink less for the first sip."

Then it was her, and finally the wind and sand.

"It seems that there are so many ways to go in the world, it's interesting."

The wind and sand were not annoying, but were quite happy.

The first time he saw Fu Jian’s sophisticated side, it seemed that he had really experienced it.

"When you look at the old world, you can actually see it at first glance, and many of them are small movements and habits."

Seeing that the master was interested, Fu Jian quickly said a few more words: "A newcomer, even if the master repeatedly reminds him, still can't pretend. He has to suffer a few losses before he can get on the road."

The wind and sand were heard with relish: "Many people probably didn't have the chance to suffer a second chance."

Fu Jian bit his lower lip and whispered: "I...I'm lucky. As soon as I debuted, I had a master... I had everyone's support, and I never suffered any losses."

Fengsha smiled and said, "That's also the female hero Fu is extremely smart. If she is really an A Dou, even a god can't help her."

Fu Jian was happy when he heard the master's praise and couldn't help but say a few more words.

"The older you are, the less likely you are to get into storms, and you won't cause trouble. You would rather take a detour than break the walls. However, some young and energetic guys like to find trouble everywhere and cause trouble everywhere, which is quite annoying."

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional. Fengsha smiled bitterly and said, "My good frost~ I've been tormenting to death this time."

Fu Jian didn't dare to speak out any more.

The Sanhe Gang has a wide range of people in the city. Gong Tianshuang usually does things, so she knows a little bit, and she has helped to deal with the aftermath several times~

He suddenly whispered in a low voice: "There are several tables nearby who always look here."

Fu Jian's eyes suddenly turned, swept away, and said lightly: "I can't help but take a few more glances when I see you. Those who are used to walking in the world will not provoke women easily, and those who are full of energy and have lust but no courage. Don't pay attention to it."

The two women have never been able to lift their hats, but their appearance is excellent. Just looking at their figure, you can tell that they are beautiful women. Even if they are dressed deliberately, they are still very eye-catching.

Fengsha laughed and said, "It seems that many people envy me! If you accidentally say something bad, don't bother the two heroines, otherwise I will be angry and will be taught a lesson by the Flower Guardian."

The two women couldn't help but look at each other and lowered their heads shyly.

What's the point of being stupid? The master wants them, and he doesn't even have to say anything. He hooks his fingers and makes his eyes look. How dare he get angry?
Chapter completed!