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Within the Yuelai Inn, when the three poles were almost over, the "prince son" who lived on the third floor slowly came to the ground.

The sword test conference is about to be held, and there are not many people in Linyang City. In addition, he is too late at this time.

"Son, the carriage has been prepared." The white -faced old horse husband followed the king's son.

Wang Gongzi made a "um" from his nose, "Prepare more ice cubes, this son is most afraid of hotness."

"Yes, the old slave is prepared."

When it was a delay, when the sun on the top of the head was almost moved through the middle, the king son was on the carriage. Under the protection of five or six guards, he drove away from the inn slowly.

Behind him, the shopkeeper took a few small two to send him. When the carriage turned around and disappeared, he immediately smiled and turned back to the inn.

After a long time, a long -winged eagle puppet plundered the high altitude and disappeared in the clouds.

When he was out of the city, the carriage of the prince was a little trouble. A group of darts darts squeezed the cargo at the gate of the city and blocked the door.

When Wang Gongzi was impatient, when the dartman was driven away, the dart master gave away.

After them, the prince and his guards heard the darts gathered together.

"The guy of the darts of the dart bureau, said that they would run together early, and they ran early in the morning.

"They should not go fast with so many goods, we will hurry up, and we can catch up."

"Speaking too ... when you see Lao Tzu, you will not make them look good."

A group of darts wearing blue clothes scolded and looked at it. They looked very unhappy.

The guards of Wang Gongzi paid more attention a few more attention, and did not see any strangeness of the other party. After leaving the city, he didn't take it seriously.

It's just that there is an impression that there is a team of darts in front of the mind.

The prince sitting in the car is noble, and the carriage is not fast. On the way, the old Mafu, who was in front of the head, was scolded by the prince in the carriage because of the car.

Their car walked even slower.

Shortly after leaving the city, the guards who had been secretly protected in the trace also appeared. They were around the carriage around the king.

There is no problem to run for two hundred miles away from ordinary carriages, but they are late when they go out of the city, and the speed is slow. When the sun is gradually falling at dusk, it can go to Fifty Miles.

The official road passed by the river, gradually on the mountain, and the road became narrow. The underlying rivers were underneath.

In the future, the dusk will gradually fall, and from a distance, there seems to be a trace of a team of teams on the road in front.

The running team looked at the more than a dozen people, carrying a dark red dart flag, and the guards were dressed in dart artists.

Before they were alert, the dart division was wary of it. The mountain road was narrow, and the carriage and the car that transported the cargo was parallel, and naturally could not let the road.

So after the darts in front of the front played a few whistles, they speeded up and threw away them.

The prince in the carriage opened the curtain, and the face that had no energy on the face showed some irritability: "Who is the front? Why don't you stop and rest without parking?

It's scattered. "

A sword -saving guard retreated to the carriage, "Son, a group of darts in front, the terrain is narrow and inconvenient to stop, wait after this mountain."

Wang Gongzi frowned. After this mountain less, it would be less than half an hour. He was unwilling to sit for so long.

"Isn't the dart team gone? No one is nearby, stop and rest." Speaking of the latter, the prince had already ordered it directly.

The guard leader can only persuade, "Son, the mountains are dangerous, if there is a mountain bandit robbery, it is extremely dangerous."

"Several hill thieves can't cope with?" Wang Gongzi snorted, "If so, what's the use of you?"

The guard's leader cannot refute him, and naturally he can only whisper and persuade: "Son ..."

"Enough." Wang Gongzi was very impatient. He waved his fingers a guard, "You, go in front to find out whether there are mountain bandits, if there is no gangster, he will rest on the spot."

The guard glanced at the head and could only hold the punch: "Yes."

He directly issued an order, and the guard's head was not agreed. He could only return to the original position.

Fortunately, it didn't take long to go to the guard of the front to explore the way back, "Son, clean the way, there is no strangeness."

Wang Gongzi sneered, "Then he found a place to stop and rest, and he was tired."

A group of guards silently, only bowing their heads should be.

The last dusk falls between the overlapping jungle mountain seams, and the large sky is already dark blue. Only half a fan of orange red on the distant mountain peaks.

The goshawk hit the empty, and the cry was bright.

In front of it, there is a narrow road crossing the mountain. When people sit on the car, they can see a crossing bridge over the large river.

When the carriage slowly corner

"Boom-"

Suddenly, the dull and thunderous voice came from the mountains around the mountains.

The huge round wood rolled down from the mountains and hit their carriage fiercely.

"Protect His Royal Highness!" The guard led the sword to the sheath, moved forward to split the round wood, and the guards immediately reacted to the carriage.

The feather arrows broke the air. From the cliff, the guard reacted, and the prince who was terrified by this huge change was torn out of the carriage and quickly hid behind the carriage.

The inner layer of the carriage compartment was sandwiched, and even if it was able to shoot on one side, it could not wear another side, but this sudden attack was not only there.

The Blue Banner Dartman who had seen when he was out of the city flew out and rushed to them!

"boom!"

The rolling round wood suddenly hit the carriage. Under the huge force, a horse screamed. The carriage of the prince was hit directly down the mountain wall and fell into the river, and there was no trace.

Nympho

On the cross bridge of Vietnam, on the mountains on the other side, Jin Wanli shook the fan and watched the scene on the mountain road with a lack of whatever.

The front and rear pinch, the feather arrows rolled on the mountain, the underworld is a rushing river, and the prince and his party have retired.

In this situation, even if the guards with the prince are all the best masters cultivated by the royal family, they have no power to return to heaven.

Unless the prince is still protected by a master.

It is a pity that the master worshiped by the royal family is just two, and the old emperor on the dragon chair is extremely timid. I am afraid that it is not so generous to send a master to protect a young prince who allows him to be afraid ...

so.

This game has been set.

Jin Wanshiang accepted the fan to see Tang Jin, his eyes lazy, "Go, go back."

The bridge surface of the crossing bridge is narrow, and the cars cannot be passed. They can only leave. Their carriage is still opposite.

The sky was dim, and there were already stars on the top of the head.

Tang Jin looked at the lonely long eyes of Jin Wanliang in the night, his eyelashes converged slightly, and a low "um".

Jin Wan's eyebrows slightly picky, "Unhappy?"

"No." Tang Jin avoided his hand and compiled a reason at will, "Hungry."

Jin Wanliang was funny, "I shouldn't, because of a little thing, let us capture the geese and be hungry."

He pulled Tang Jin's hand and stepped onto the bridge.

Tang Jin slowly was held by him, but he couldn't help gruning: "It's all of me ..."

Jin Wanli coughed, "Then change me today."

Although he didn't cook ... but it was such a step, it should be not that difficult ...

Tang Jin didn't know what he was thinking, and he heard what he said so vowed, just when he could cook.

She is really curious about the cooking skills of the big son.

only.

Today, it seems that there is no chance to try.

The crossing bridge shakes in the wind of the wind, and the more people walk to the middle, the more and more dangling the bridge.

Both Tang Jin and Jin Wanliang are not afraid, but their hands are still tightly held together and depend on each other.

until.

" -" The sound of Guqin's broken strings seemed to come from a far away.
Chapter completed!