Chapter 427 Waiting

At dusk, the twilight sinks, the black fog shines from the sky, and the sunset and the lonely birds fly together.

This is a desolate picture scroll, like an old tree, welcoming the end of life. This feeling is called loneliness.

The three people came from afar. Qin Lun took the lead. The black gown seemed to be integrated with the night. His hands were hidden in the sleeve robe and no one could see, giving people a strange feeling. Xiao Xue and the mature man followed, and a strong sense of oppression filled the whole world, which made people afraid.

"What are the three?" At this time, a tall man came out, with brown animal skin clothes half on his body and a golden machete at his waist. This is the habit of the grassland people. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, two glasses of light wine are enough, and the man's eyebrows are full of heroishness, and his straight body is full of strength, showing his extraordinary origin.

Qin Lun stopped, looked at the man who seemed to be the tribal leader, and said, "The three of us came together and traveled around, aiming for the beautiful scenery of the world. Today, we passed through this place and felt the vast scenery of the grassland and the hospitable and kind nature of the nomads, which delayed the journey. ."

"Oh!? Is it?" The hostility in the eyes of a tall man has decreased a lot. The best praise for a person is not to praise his achievements hypocritically, or to praise his wife's beauty, but to say that his hometown is beautiful, and the person's good impression will be greatly improved.

My hometown can be said to be the second mother of a person. It is a place where a person grows up. I am afraid that everyone has more or less homesickness and homesickness. Because of this, I don't know how many migrant people from ancient and modern times. They are strangers alone in a foreign country. Only when they return to their hometown can they get that strong sense of belonging.

"The grassland is fresh and clear, the white clouds are still flying calmly, the blue sky and white clouds are the only one, the plum deer laughs and melts, and the beauty of the grassland is a fresh and free of a sense of the times." Qin Lun sincerely said that his expression was a little ethereal and seemed to be integrated into the magnificent environment of the prairie.

"What a fresh grassland." The tall man's eyes lit up and said, "The white clouds are still flying calmly. The vast sea of clouds shines on people. The sound of the camel flute is far away. The grassland is our mother. Dear guests, you have been respected by the Anta people. My name is King Kubi. I am the patriarch of the Anta people. I am honored to meet several people."

When many people saw and heard this, their looks were full of respect. They were not allowed to do it. The nomadic people * grassland regarded it as their own lives. In an instant, their affection for these people almost plummeted.

In the crowd, Mu Yuze and Yuwen looked at this scene quietly and frowned slightly.

"The sun is contrary, exquisite on all sides, and there is another set in front of the scenes, but I have to say that he is perfect to cover up. If I hadn't seen him before, I might have regarded him as a gentleman." Mo Qing thickly sniffed his nose, and his beautiful eyes were somewhat disdainful.

Although a man full of masculinity is not the object of every woman's choice of a spouse, it will not be far from each other. Even if such a man will not be liked by every woman, it will certainly not be annoying. However, Qin Lun is a negative textbook for men, which naturally causes the thick smoke of ink.

Mu Yuze sighed and looked at Mo Qingnong, with a light in his eyes that others did not understand.

'Despicable is the pass of the despicable, and noble is the epitaph of the noble. Although this Qin Theory is definitely not a righteous person, it is definitely the most suitable person to survive.' Mu Yuze knew that everyone in the world had a mask that others could not see through. This is not hypocrisy, but life experience made them know how to hide and restrain their sharpness.

King Hubi introduced Qin Lun and Mo Yu into a tent, while Mu Yuze and others hid aside and observed everything quietly. There were tribes in this grassland, and they were very close to each other. There was no place where it was imagined that there was a dispute, so Mu Yuze's several new faces appeared here. It's not very surprising.

"Twilight, it seems that Qin's theory is like encroaching on the whole tribe step by step, which is very detrimental to our plan." Mo Qing's delicate face was slightly sad. Mu Yuze looked at Mo Qingnong, and an idea came up in his heart. This woman has the temperament of a classical woman's little jasper, exhaling like orchid, her virginity is fragrant, and her eyes are looking forward to it. What's more valuable is that she has a special melancho temperament.

"It's not bad to know such a woman." Mu Yuze then smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Qin Lun is indeed very cunning. It is false that he wants to do it step by step, but it is true to inquire about the truth. When he eliminates all threats, it is when he takes action."

Mu Yuze had another idea in his heart. "It seems that this Qin Theory has been associated with some things. After all, I was too decisive to attract attention at that time. Although Mu Yuze had already expected this, there was nothing he could do. There is nothing perfect in the world, and everything is accompanied by someone. The premise is that this may be a joke from God.

"Wait!"

"Wait!?" Yuwenhuang was a little stunned. He felt that Mu Yuze was more like a peerless killer hidden in the dark, sharp and accurate. The only difference was that Mu Yuze had a hot heart, but he didn't expect such an answer.

"Do you know the beauty of the lotus?" Mu Yuze suddenly raised an irrelesonable problem, which made Yuwenhuang fall into deep confusion. He found that Mu Yuze's behavior was really unimaginable and unpredictable.

Mo Qingnong pondered and said, "The lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are different red. The beauty of the lotus flower is a pure beauty, which comes out of the mud but not stained, and washes the ripples without demons."

"Not bad." Mu Yuze nodded, and this reaction made Mo Qing's thick, round and jade-like beautiful face raise a red glow, which is undoubtedly her greatest recognition.

"Do you know where the beauty of the lotus comes from?" The next problem was the Mu Yuze. It can be seen that the thick, smooth and flawless forehead of the ink has been wrinkled into the Sichuan character. After a while, it took a while to reach: "After the rain, Xiangfei looked at the pool and made the crystal in the jasper plate. The beauty of the lotus is pure, and naturally it is the whiteness of the source itself."

"This woman is indeed a strange woman." Yuwenhuang took a look at Mo Qingnong with admiration. There are very few people in the world who deserve his praise. At least the lady he has seen in his capital did not have such an excellent opinion after the famous family. The realm is not something that can be understood by reading books, but must be experienced and experienced by himself. Wealth.

King Tietian and King Xuantian disguised themselves as two hunters wearing felt hats and fox coats. They have always been very respectful to Mo Qingnong, a descendant, which is undoubtedly a rare thing in a Jianghu sect, and now Mo Qingnong interprets this with her views. A question.

"No." Unexpectedly, Mu Yuze denied this answer, which made Yuwenhuang and others puzzled. In their opinion, Mo Qingnong's answer was close to perfection and flawless, but it was denied in this way. This psychological gap made people couldn't wait to hear Mu Yuze's opinion.

"Lotus, how many winds and rains are waiting for? When the Spring Festival arrives, only the reputation will be passed on. What you see is the gorgeous blooming of the lotus, but you don't see its waiting, the wind and rain, just to bloom at that moment. Mu Yuze walked back to the account and left a slightly bleak back to others, leaving only these already shocked figures...