The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 128 Niu Dali (2)

The southern border has always been famous for its vast land and sparse population.

Especially in this dense fog and dense forest, there are few people.

Here... I am afraid that a word should really be answered, there are more snakes than people.

Song Lanyi chopped off a dead branch, cut it into a bamboo stick, and strode forward.

She took a deep breath and looked towards the distance of the dense forest.

From the gaps between the dense branches, a beam of skylight is projected down, revealing the light in the shape of tulle.

Seeing this, Song Lanyi felt relaxed and happy, and for a while, it diluted the previous unrest in his heart.

Just as she was intoxicated in this realm of harmony between man and nature, a muffled sound like a calf suddenly came from the forest not far away.

Suspicious in her heart, she quietly summoned the big bronzing book between her eyebrows, and the blood-colored vines wrapped her whole body tightly, like a battle armor.

She and Pu Song looked at each other, and after seeing the latter nodded in acquiescence, Song Lanyi cautiously approached the place where the sound came from.

After walking to an old tree, she took a closer look, only to find that in the open area of ​​the forest, there was a blue calf, lowering its head, pointing its young horns at the other side, which was covered in snow and had a thorn on the top of its head. A white hat with the words "Make Money at Sight" written on it.

When Song Lanyi saw this, she was overjoyed.

Yo, isn't this white impermanence?

The little calf's movements are reckless, not as flexible as Bai Wuchang's. Whenever his horns are about to hit Bai Wuchang's body, Bai Wuchang always moves aside lightly, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Just when Song Lanyi was about to make love, Pu Song's voice suddenly appeared in her ear, "Save him."

save him?

Song Lanyi didn't believe that, as a human race, Pu Song would be so enthusiastic that he would take the initiative to help a cow monster that he didn't know at all.

There must be something good in this...

The thoughts in her mind turned sharply, and suddenly, Song Lanyi thought of one of the feudal lords sitting in the southern border... Niu Ba.

bully?

Cattle?
Could this calf be the son of Niu Ba?
Song Lanyi rubbed his hands, straightened his clothes, covered up the smile on his face, and turned into a cold and indifferent image.

She took a deep breath, raised her body, and entered the battlefield like a flying swallow.

When the whistling wind came, Niu Dali looked up subconsciously, and saw a slender and graceful girl in a deep white dress with a crimson vine hanging from her waist.

The girl's arms seem slender, but what surprised Niu Dali's jaw is that she can lift Niu Dali's body with one hand.

Niu Dali was so surprised that he almost stuttered.

Wu Wu Wu Wu Wu... Wuxiu? !

Where did this lunatic come from?

If you have money to find medicinal materials for body training, why don't you want to go to school to study and follow the literary path?

However, before he could speak, the next second, he was so shocked that his jaw was about to dislocate.

She turned the pages of the book in her hand, and a phantom figure of a man rose from behind her.

The man was tall, with handsome features. He stretched out his hand and covered Song Lanyi's head with his big palm.

The moment his palm touched Song Lanyi's head, the movements of the two seemed to be in sync for a moment.

The gentle and unrestrained voice of the young man, combined with the clear and slightly cold voice of the girl, has an indescribable rhythm.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming."

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star."

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving."

"Hello."

Every time a line of poetry is read, part of the talent in Song Lanyi's body will be drawn out, and when the four lines are finished, she is almost drawn out.

She cursed inwardly, the pages of this book are good, but the problem is that Song Lanyi's cultivation is not enough, and when he reads these famous lines, he needs too much talent.

But... How can it be said that she is walking in a bad way?

Obviously, it should be her own problem.

But anyway, at this stage, Song Lanyi can only be called... Song Yishi.

Song Yishi who can only read one poem.

Niu Dali, who was being carried by Song Lanyi like a cub, was already shocked by this scene.

If he read correctly, isn't this person Wu Xiu?

Wu Wu Wu Wu Wu... Martial arts can also learn literature and Taoism at the same time?
Doesn't she need to sleep and rest?

Niu Dali felt that the scholar he admired in the past...in front of Song Lanyi...what was he? !
For the first time, he admired a scholar so much.

When he saw the vision of Song Lanyi's poems, he solved Bai Wuchang within ten moves, and the way he looked at Song Lanyi became more and more different.

He stared at the bull's eye, and said in a low voice, "What's your name? I have a guard in my house. Would you like to..."

"Crack!"

Song Lanyi slapped him on the horns, but it hurt him so much.

Niu Dali was not angry, he smiled and hugged Song Lanyi's arm, "Big sister, you can only go with me. You have already killed Bai Wuchang. In the southern region, you can either join my father's family, Or they can only be hunted down by those guys."

those guys?

Song Lanyi remained calm and asked, "Do you know who those guys are?"

Niu Dali glanced at Song Lanyi, "Sister, don't think I'm honest, you can lie to me with peace of mind. Do I look so stupid?"

Song Lanyi stared, "What do you call that? What do you mean by lying to you with peace of mind? I have saved you, so let me ask you about the current situation. How can this be called cheating?"

Niu Dali was silent for a while, he raised his head, thought carefully with his not-so-big brain capacity, and realized...it seems to be the truth.

He nodded, and said in a low voice, "Hmm! I blamed you wrongly. Since that's the case, I'll tell you about Bai Wuchang..."

Niu Dali seems to be a fool, but in reality...he is also a fool.

He simply spoke out what was in his mind, and his speech was aimless, without any logic at all.

Song Lanyi was a little surprised at the end, "So, even if your family is a vassal king, you don't know where these so-called ghosts and gods come from?"

Niu Dali nodded fiercely, "Extremely, among these ghosts and gods, there are the gods of the City God Temple, Hujun Hebo, and the bull's head and horse face, black and white impermanence, this huge set of priesthood can be said to be a system of its own. And...my father seems to be deliberately hiding it from me..."

Song Lanyi's eyebrows twitched, "What are you hiding?"

When Niu Dali said this, he also frowned, he hesitated, and couldn't explain clearly, "My father didn't explain it clearly to me, it is said... what is it called... God's Robe?"

God robe?

The moment he heard this word, Song Lanyi's mind almost immediately came up with that sheepskin-like, hood full of resentment and despair, silently roaring... God's robe.

　Today is over, good night, babies

　　
　
(End of this chapter)