Most of the tourists are tour groups, and the stay is not long. After the big tour group left, the mountain road was a lot empty. The group went down to the viewing platform and took some more pictures in the best position. Leaving Niujie.

On the road leading to Luoping County, there are patches of rapeseed on both sides. On a high ground, you can see the sea-like flower field below. He Li parked the car. There are no tourists here, but the scenery is not as good as that. Poor scenic spots.

In the distance, small hills like buns and buns stood among the flower fields. Nearby, the peach blossoms of a few trees were beautifully blooming, and occasionally flying birds passed by, leaving a shadow under the blue sky and white clouds.

Ling Qingyu sat on the hillside on the side of the road, leaning on Yang Zhao's chest, and laughed as he watched Yan San Chengjia being dragged down by the few people to take pictures of strange poses.

Sitting at the back, I couldn't help it. Ye Po, who had been standing behind Yang Zhaohe, also joined in.

Various postures of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin (Ling Qingyu at the front and the men at the back according to their height).

Dance style, a combination of various movements, such as standing on one foot, the other foot is attached to the other side, making a close pattern.

Funny, heart-to-heart, flower arranging (I picked rapeseed and peach blossoms from the field and put them on my head, all of them were inserted)...

After various forms emerged one after another, Zhao Yinfeng lifted Ling Qingyu and put her on his neck.

Meng Su said for a long time: "It's too high, the camera can't get in!"

"You step back, step back! Keep your distance!" Zhao Yinfeng held Ling Qingyu with one hand while directing Meng Su and shouted.

"Hurry up! Don't fall!" Seeing Ling Qingyu's shaky appearance, the others shouted.

Zhao Yinfeng set a precedent, and the men behind the group photo also let go of their imagination. The only serious person is Ying Jiu, with a **** flower wreath on his head and Ling Qingyu hugging and kissing.

When the twilight slanted west, a crowd of people waited to have a good time, quietly watching the setting sun sprinkle a layer of bright color on the entire flower field, the beauty went directly to the depths of the heart.

Yang Zhao hugged Ling Qingyu's waist tightly and took a long sigh of relief. It was not that he had never seen the beautiful scenery before. When Yanmen Pass, the sunset over the Great Desert Lone Eagle and Long River was often seen, but at that time, he looked at those places. , The first reaction is how to march, how to deploy, what position is in strategy and tactics, and I really begin to know that the beautiful shock of nature, and the joy and joy of being in that beautiful scenery, begin with her.

Just like now, every scenery, just because she is in it, is so beautiful that it makes his heart move.

As the dusk deepened, the group rushed to Luoping, approaching the county seat, and saw that a restaurant next to it was quite large and there were quite a few cars parked in front of it, so they stopped to eat first.

When I entered the lobby, it was very lively. The big tour group that I met in Niujie just now also ate here. Not to mention that the tables in the lobby were filled up, the boxes inside were also theirs.

He Li took a look, turned his head and looked at Ling Qingyu inquiringly. With so many people, why don't you change the place?

Ling Qingyu also had a big head at first sight, and turned around and was ready to go back.

"Hey, it's the male gods! Come! Let's eat together!" The two tables sitting at the door saw them, and several middle-aged women shouted.

"Yeah! You guys don't have a place to eat, right? It's full now, come, let's eat together!" Several young people at the table next to the table have already drunk, and one of them flushed. He reached out and pulled Yan Qi's hand after Ling Qingyu, who turned around, and shouted: "Sister and brothers have a drink!"

Yan Qi's face changed, and sharp killing intent flashed in her eyes. She turned her hand and pointed her finger on the man's wrist that was approaching.

The young man yelled out, clutching his wrists and yelling. Several young people next to him took a beer bottle and smashed it on the table, yelling, "Why? Want to fight? Shame on you, right?"

The people around the tables looked over and they all came out together. The wine was a little too high. Young people from the other tables also rushed up, and dozens of people gathered at the door.

As there were more people, the young man became more arrogant, and said with a grinning smile: "Little girl, I just like you, and acquainted us with a glass of wine, or, hum..."

"How about you?" Ling Qingyu turned around, picked up a glass of beer on the table of the middle-aged woman next to him, raised his hand and poured it over, coldly said: "The old lady's man, you dare to molested?"

The wine splashed the young man's face. The young man was taken aback, just about to make a sound. Yan Qi's beautiful peachy eyes suddenly appeared in front of him. The eyes were slightly raised, with a bright smile, and he was shocked directly. Stunned, his gaze began to flip for a while, and he didn't come back to his senses until he was smashed to the ground with a bang, and it was half a minute too late to even cry out.

After throwing the young man with his back to the ground, Yan Qi twisted the wrist of the young man who screamed the most fiercely next to him. With just one twist, the young man screamed and twisted to the ground, and then slammed Another young man caught the young people behind him.

Twisting his wrist, Yan Qi Qing Li Wushuang's face was smiling but not smiling, and said coldly: "Want to fight? Huh?"

"Fight? Good! Who wants to fight? Master Zhao, I just want to loosen my muscles!" Zhao Yinfeng, who was originally behind, walked in, grabbed a chair by the door and knocked on the door rail. He moved a chair leg, threw the other one to Meng Su, exclaimed with joy.

Yan San pulled Ling Qingyu out of the hotel first, and the vacated location Ying Shisan Ying Jiu Ye Po three went up.

Zhao Yinfeng’s Yepoying Jiumengsu’s four people were already tall, but they kept their stubborn heads. The four (two of them were holding guys in their hands) stood at the door, and they were full of anger, like the pressure of a stormy sea. Those young people took three steps back.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Young people are drinking too much!" Several team leaders ran out of the innermost box while shouting loudly, while dragging the people on their side back.

"What are you afraid of? So many of us are still afraid of a few of them!" shouted a young man who followed behind and hadn't seen the specific situation.

The people at the tables inside also roared, and the lobby suddenly became a group.

"Stop making trouble, I'm sorry everyone, let's go!" The leader two stopped the young man, and the other two were going to push Yan Qi and the others out, asking them to go quickly. How do you say that there are too many people here. Young men are two to three hundred, if they really fight, they really don't know the consequences.

"You get out of there, where they can let them go just like that, they have to leave something!" the young man behind shouted.

"Oh, I want to keep something! Do you want to keep your feet or hands?" Meng Su smiled.

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