Chapter 72： Reunion (1/2)
Moxico looked up at the sky with dark clouds, and waited for a while, and Senil should change the class, but... the temperature is too low today. Is it necessary for Sunil to go back to rest? As far as he knows, most of the elves are disgusting with the cold. Anyway, they have stood for one morning, and they don’t care about standing for a long time.
The Moxico contracted his neck again. At this moment, he found a black spot coming from a distance. Mossko narrowed his eyes and carefully observed that it was a common carriage pulled by two horses. In this snow and ice, the speed of the carriage is surprisingly slow. From the perspective of entering the Moxico branch, it took nearly an hour to walk past the Moxico.
Mossike felt very strange. No one wants to hurry in this weather. He stood for a whole half of the day. Apart from this carriage, he only saw two fully armed knights. The snowy wilderness has changed. It became a world that was inaccessible, and suddenly saw a slow carriage, stubbornly walking through the ice and snow, how much surprised, not to mention, now the carriage stopped in front of him.
A person jumped from the other side of the carriage. From the perspective of Moss, he could only see the pair of calves and the boots on the feet. Then he heard the ecstatic voice of the driver: ”Thank you, thank you. grown ups……”
The carriage turned a corner and galloped in the direction of the coming. The Moxico branch was already stunned. There was a young man across the avenue looking at himself with a smile.
When he was waiting here, he had made various assumptions about this scene. For example, on the good side, Han Jinqi was riding fast, and he suddenly jumped out and shocked Han Jin; the bad side was Han Jin was detained in the prison car. He was smothered from behind, and he rushed the knights' camps and rescued Hanjin from the tiger's mouth. Of course, these two are just representatives. The actual ideas of the Moxike department can be used in a strange way. To describe it, it is not that his imagination is too rich, but because every day waiting to be bored here, can not practice swordsmanship on the side of the road?
However, as time passed, Moxico had no hope, but suddenly, this scene really came! Although he did not have the chance to scare Han into a jump, Han Jin did not scare him. The process of meeting was very plain and very common. However, Mo Xinke had difficulty controlling himself. What do he think of his chest? Just like something going out, he just wants to cry out quickly.
”You...you guys...” Moxico said in a trembling voice, then strode to Hanjin.
”Hey!” Han Jin’s face changed as he saw the posture of Mo Xinke.
Mossenko folded his arms and put Han Jin in the middle. As the Jin Jin rounded up, a burst of excitement and excitement laughed loudly between the heavens and the earth. Xiannier didn't know when she arrived. She stood at a distance of more than ten meters from Mo Xinke and smiled at her friends. In fact, she was as excited as Mo Xinke, but she was very good at controlling emotions. It’s gone.
After a full round of seventeen or eight laps, the Moss Branch was considered to have let go of Han Jin. Han Jin did not look at Mossenko with a good look. Then he looked at Siniel and smiled: ”Come, hug...”
Compared with the excitement of Moss, he is more eager to welcome the enthusiasm of Sunil. It is said that the appearance of the elves is extremely beautiful, and Han Jin has always had a lot of curiosity.
Xiannier looked at Han Jin quietly. Her eyes were full of smiles. This kind of smile was not warm, but very gentle.
Han Jin went closer and closer, and Xiannier remained motionless. Finally, the two men stood face to face, and Han Jin laughed. In fact, he was just too happy to make a joke, no matter whether Xiannier made his own arms. What kind of response, or shyness, or deliberate concealment, or simply greet, or else angry, at least to reveal an attitude, he can decide whether to continue to play jokes, but Xiannier does not move, which makes him somewhat Hey, can't you ignore it, bite it, really hold it?