Chapter 18 Flying Red Snow 1

At this time, it was dawn, and a golden light was thrown from the far east through the blinding dawn, wrapped around two rapidly falling bodies, wanting to save two youthful lives.

However, the two figures are lingering in mid-air, like a pair of intimate winged birds, jumping out of a scene of enviable love in the morning light, willingly watching them fall into the abyss of harmony; the ending of death and immortality seems to have become less important at this moment.

"I'm going to die--" gen Yunting just saw the bottomless scene under the cliff. The feeling of dizziness had not recovered, and there was no time to prepare. His body was decisively surrounded by Tang Jinyun's waist, suddenly hanging in the air, fell sharply, and his back began to be painful by the wind speed. The wind tore up invisible speed lines from below - even if he is not a greedy person who is afraid of death, at this moment, he can't help screaming for the danger of this hundred people, and his face is holding anything that can be held tightly, such as Tang Qinyun's arm.

"Isn't it as you wish now?" Tang Yuyun suddenly pressed him down in the fall and shouted at him.

He was shocked again and looked at Tang Jinyun on his body. At this time, her face and his face were less than five centimeters. Her soft breath and deep apricot eyes appeared clearly under his eyes one by one, and became more beautiful and touching.

A pair of beautiful eyes wandered on his face and eyes, and the two suddenly looked at each other. From the sounding eyes, he suddenly felt a kind of tranquility and peace that he had never seen before, as if he was not in a critical fall, but between the pleasure at the bottom of the play.

Because of the whirling wind, he couldn't hear what she said on it, but when he saw her fearless face, he seemed to understand her determination to die with him, which made his heart no longer flustered.

"Girl, why do you do this?" His heart stopped, and soon decided the will to face death at this moment of falling. Instead, he sighed that the innocent Tang Yuyun should not accompany life and death.

"Oh, do you really want to die?" Tang Jinyun suddenly smiled at him, like a glimmer of light, penetrated into his heart.

The mountain is about 40 to 50 meters high. After counting in her heart for three seconds, she resolutely reached out to an invisible button on the backpack and gently pressed it down, but made a loud noise. A small white parachute suddenly opened behind the backpack, like a suddenly blooming lotus flower, and like a leisurely floating The floating clouds suddenly removed the powerful falling force behind them and began to buffer down slowly.

At this moment, Tong Yunting suddenly felt that his body was light for no reason, and the wind was no longer blowing behind his spine. He looked sideways at Tang Yuyun's back and suddenly saw an umbrella-like cloth on the top, covering his sight and the sky, dragging Tang Yun's shoulders and carrying them.

Just for a moment, his back touched the ground and sank into the soft grass, with no feeling of being crushed; he gently closed his body with Tang Yuyun, and there was no injury to both sides.

Before, Tang Yun saw from the reconnaissance scanner that the top of the "Sianwolf Prison" is located in the northwest corner of Longcheng, and its mountain is a corner of the wall of Longcheng. As long as she jumps forward before falling, she can jump over the wall below and land outside the city - in this way, it is guaranteed that she will take After Yunting was rescued, he would not be quickly surrounded by the rapid arrest in the city, which also ensured that the two would not fall on the hard stone slab...

At this time, the same day was white, light fog and smoke, and red snow flew into the city.

The owner of Longcheng, who knew the news, was beating gongs and drums, drumming and some local tyrants and gentry welcomed them into the city at the East Gate.

He is in front of the horse, and the teenager is proud.

"Ah--flying red snow, flying red snow, it's flying red snow!" There were many young girls and enchanting women in the crowd. Some of them learned that the flying red snow would appear, and they also mixed into the crowd early. Their faces were full of red clouds and screamed.

"Which one, which one? Tell me so many fast catchers, which one is it?

"Well, the second one in the first row, the one riding a white horse and wearing a red cloak..." The girls will die of shyness when they look at the red snow.

The handsome face of the flying red snow is like the white horse under the seat, without any flaws. The sculpture-like exquisite side face outline has never left any scars on it since its debut. At first glance, it is like a romantic young master who has just come out of the village, with a cold and charming wine vortex on the corners of his mouth, which makes people have a I couldn't help sipping on it; but at this time, a pair of sharp divine light flashed across everyone's bodies, making people timid but unbearable to leave.

He is worthy of being the first god in the world. In his early years, with his martial arts skills and his father's experience in solving cases, he solved several major cases alone. For a while, he was named "the first young god in the world" by the city owner of his house, and it was known all over the world. The girls especially loved his beautiful face as Pan An. Everywhere they went, there must be beautiful people, surrounded and screamed superficially. .

But this handsome face invisibly makes it more difficult for him to handle cases. Therefore, he usually travels day and night to avoid all unnecessary harassment and focus on official business.

"It's not easy to make such a face-to-face life." The more the girls screamed, the more solemn his face became. Suddenly, he smiled at Bai Zhaonan next to him.

"Who asked the emperor to order us to escort the candidate girl to Beijing?" Bai Zhaonan also held the horse with a sword and sighed helplessly.

Feihongxue couldn't help looking back at the long motorcade with seven-color belt floating behind it. It turned out to be a 50-kiled luxury carriage - each ride was set with gold and hanging jade, carved dragons and phoenixes, Jingdong oil paper paving top, and western brocade mink skin, which is particularly luxurious and noble. But his face was dull, and his eyes fell behind the awning door of the fifth luxury carriage. He couldn't help swinging back and sighing slightly.

His task this time is to escort these candidates to Beijing. This luxury carriage is carrying candidate women from the southwest and the west and middle. In the past few days, he has not hesitated to travel day and night, rushing to the road overnight. He planned to rush to Longcheng in time, and then replenish dry food on Longcheng and take the beautiful girls selected by Longcheng to Beijing overnight.

At this time, a fat middle-aged man and a middle-aged man with a pointed cheek monkey face suddenly came out of the roadside and punched him with a smile, interrupting his thinking, "Is the 'world's first god catcher' Lord Feihongxue? The lower official is the parents of Longcheng.