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Chapter 83 Princess Please Bed

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    It is of course impossible to sit on the ground under the curtain.

    Xue Jinse certainly has nothing to do, but for a Taiyi Jinxian, it is not too easy to create a small courtyard with three entrances and three exits.

    Suddenly there was the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and a dozen young people in different costumes walked slowly from far to near.

    "Yo, there's actually a room here?"

    "How can there be houses in this wilderness?"

    "The black lights are blind, don't rush in!"

    These dozen or so young men and women did not seem to be reckless. They looked at this abrupt hut from a distance, and they all felt a little apprehensive, and led their horses to avoid it.

    Arriving at the upper reaches of the creek, they found a place to shelter from the wind. Everyone got off their horses one after another, took out food and drinks from the saddle, and even two people prepared a simple tent, and graciously invited several women to stay.

    "Alang, hurry up! Take off the bracket on that horse!" A young man's voice sounded from a distance, "Grandmother, the tortoise can climb faster than you!"

    "It's just that Xiumei's tent has not been set up yet!" Someone shouted, "Alang, hurry up and get your things here, don't you see that Fenmei is sneezing from the cold?"

    Another young man holding an oilcloth kicked a thin young man's ass heavily, cursing: "Exactly! I don't know what you are doing with us? You want to worship under the sect of immortals just because of your useless virtue."  ?¡±

    The young man named Alang agreed in a low voice, and quickened his pace.

    Xue Jinse was curious about everything when she went out for the first time.  At this time, she was lying on the small window, watching these young people from a distance with great interest.

    Obviously seeing this young man who took the most things and was the most diligent one, but it seemed that everyone was bullying him, and he couldn't bear it, so he said to Lin Baixuan who was cleaning up: "Brother Lin, you see they are bullying people."

    "People are divided into ranks, and wood is divided into rosewood and red sandalwood. Some people just like to bully others, but they ignore the saying that 'Feng Shui turns around'. It is not surprising that waste wood turns over and mortals rise."

    After the tent was set up, several bonfires were burning.

    The leeward point here is not big, a dozen young men and women are divided into four piles, each occupies a pile of bonfires, each takes out drinks and food, talking and laughing loudly while eating and drinking.

    The young man named Alang was the least gregarious among the crowd. He sat quietly to the outside of the crowd, chewing slowly with a piece of dry flatbread, and took a few sips from a water bag from time to time.

    The night was getting darker, and the cold wind was blowing on the wasteland. Even though they were sitting by the fire, many youngsters in weaker bodies were still shivering from the cold.

    The young man also stood up, and it was only then that Jinse noticed that his mount was a thin old horse that was about to shed all its hair. Seeing him take out a patched cotton coat from the side of the saddle, trembling  Put it on and snuggle up to the horse's belly to keep warm.

    After all, someone developed a heart of compassion and said to his companion: "Okay, after all, Alang is of the same origin as us, and he can't write two characters of Zhao in one stroke. If there is something good or bad, our ancestors will also scold us.  Why don't you let him come over and enjoy the fire!"

    The companion was silent for a moment, someone nodded and said: "Since Second Brother Hua has spoken, call him over!"

    He yelled loudly: "Alang, Brother Hua invited you over to keep warm, don't take away his kindness!"

    Although the young man was leaning against the horse's belly, the torn padded jacket was leaking everywhere, and his hands and feet were numb from the cold. He hesitated for a while, then bowed and saluted from a distance, and staggered over.

    Seeing his timid look, several young men couldn't help laughing, and someone laughed and said: "Alang, with your small body, I'm afraid you can't even climb Laoshan Mountain, so you should go back to sleep early."  Get a good night's sleep!"

    Alan found a place far away from the crowd, and curled up tightly, as if trying to hide himself as much as possible.

    "It's so pitiful" Jinse pursed her mouth and said to Lin Baixuan who came over, "Shall we help that little guy?"

    "Which little guy?" Following Jinse's guidance, Lin Baixuan quickly saw the boy.

    Seeing that he was probably younger than Xue Jinse, but his complexion looked a bit vicissitudes, and his hands were rough, obviously caused by doing too much farm work.

    "If you want to help, then"

    Just halfway through Lin Baixuan's words, he suddenly frowned.

    This young man named Alang is definitely an ordinary person who has never practiced.

    ?For such an ordinary person, with Lin Baixuan's current level of cultivation, he can be seen clearly with just a casual glance.

    However, after a quick glance, he found that there was an almost imperceptible golden mist deep in the center of Alang's eyebrows, which could not be entangled.

    "No¡ª¡ª"

    The golden mist that even the power of fairy spirits can't see through must be a bit weird.

    Lin Baixuan's heart moved, he opened the eyes of the candle dragon, and looked at Alang's head from a distance.

    Just this glance surprised Lin Baixuan even more,

    What kind of character is Zhu Jiuyin?  The majestic Ancestral Witch of Time, a quasi-holy boss!

    Although Lin Baixuan's current mana cultivation is far inferior to that of Zu Wu in the heyday of the past.  However, by fully activating the candle dragon's eyes, one can see through the long river of time in an instant, and read a person's past and present lives.

    However, Alang's previous life was shrouded in thick fog, and he couldn't see his origin clearly.

    Or this Alan's previous life was an earth-shattering big shot.

    Or there was a powerful person who took action and sealed his karmic aura!

    Lin Baixuan pondered for a while, and asked, "You have been eavesdropping for a long time, but have you ever heard his name?"

    "I only know that others call him A-Lang. As for the surname Ah, by the way, someone said just now that he can't write two characters Zhao in one stroke. That little guy should be called Zhao Lang!"

    "Zhao Lang?"

    A completely unfamiliar name.

    Lin Baixuan frowned, since he had never heard of this name, let him go.

    "Do you want to invite them to come in and live?"

    "Isn't it right" Although Jinse has a kind heart, she is not a bad person.  She instinctively resisted Lin Baixuan's proposal.

    "It just so happens that I don't intend to let them live with us either!"

    Lin Baixuan flicked his fingertips lightly, and a fiery strange wind suddenly roared, driving the cold air away in an instant.

    In the dead of night, all the young men and women had already fallen asleep.

    Alan's whole body was wrapped in this warm current, and he gradually stretched his limbs and fell into a deeper dreamland.

    Looking at this method of lifting weights with ease, Jinse's beautiful eyes flashed, she let out a surprise, and said with a smile: "You are really good at it, I don't even know how to do it!"

    "It's very simple, it's worthless to put it bluntly! When you learn how to condense your vitality and pass through the eye of a needle, this method will come naturally!"

    Jinse Bingxue is smart, after thinking about it, she suddenly understood.  He smiled and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep!"

    "Mmm!" Lin Baixuan stretched out his hand politely, "Princess Princess, please!"

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