The second thousand two hundred and fifty-one chapters make people afraid of the Linghe
Seeing that everyone had extinguished their anger, Hu Lu Fenghan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled bitterly and was speechless. In order to suppress these people, apart from Li Luo and Xiang Liu'er, I'm afraid the master can only come in person.
The roar of the tiger ended, and there was no movement in the distance. Everyone set off on their way again. Hucha Dongchan blinked his eyes and looked at Song Wuque. Not to mention, he looked a bit heroic and domineering.
Like my own general, he is a bad person. Every time I hear him talk, he can rely on more to win, and he can plot sneak attacks with such righteous words that he can make Hucha Dongchan sick. Most of the time, he will have irregular menstruation.
It was because he was angry.
"This, Mr. Song, is a man of justice!" Hucha Dongchan gave a thumbs up and said with a smile.
Song Wuque smiled slightly, a sharp look flashed through his eyes, and said calmly, "Your Majesty is the flag of Tiannan. If the flag does not fall, the morale of the army will be stable. How can we allow others to insult him lightly."
"Well said." Hucha Dongchan was delighted and beaming.
Qian Yi murmured in a low voice, "Princess Princess, we were the first to provoke you just now."
"What a fright! Provocation is nothing. Show me your best tricks and teach him a lesson when you get the chance." Hucha Dongchan said harshly.
"Sure." The Chinese cavalry generals nodded repeatedly, and Ying Feng answered, "Kill him?"
Song Wuque and Tang Mengjue both took a breath. This is not the world-famous Shepherd Sirius. It is simply a den of bandits. He is ruthless, bold and careful. He is not far ahead, and they have already begun to figure out what to do.
Damn that bald guy.
Hucha Dongchan scratched his chin in distress and said frustratedly, "Don't kill him yet. If something happens, the general will be disgraced. Just act according to the opportunity."
"Okay, I will obey the princess' order."
Tang Mengjue's eyelids jumped. When he came out, he had a few words with Li Luo, and he also wanted to take care of the safety of the Mu Tianlang generals. Now it seems that they are more dangerous than the strange ghosts in the fog.
Song Wuque smiled when he heard this and said, "I agree with the princess's suggestion. It is better to be careful. In addition, we must be careful about the person who just spoke."
"Very powerful?"
"It's very powerful." Song Wuque said solemnly, "He also uses a sword. Although his sword skills are not good or bad, his sword skills have been refined to a substantial level. I won't talk about it. I'm afraid it's no worse than the prince's sword skills.
Wherever you go, it’s best not to be enemies if you can’t make enemies, of course, I mean on this road.”
"I understand." Hucha Dongchan agreed grandly. It was one thing to be bold, but it was another thing not to know that the sky was high and the sky was high. Listening to the advice of people who were stronger than yourself would not harm you.
The group of people gradually went further and further away, disappearing into the endless mist. After a long time, a figure suddenly appeared on the road where they had just walked. He squatted on the roadside and took a look, and scattered a few stones beside the road.
, dodged and disappeared in the direction in which everyone was leaving.
Boritiechina.
The white tiger does not go north from the misty snowfield to the depths of the extreme north. Li Luo does not know the reason, and it has no reason to explain to Li Luo. North of Luye Naga, the white tiger does not do two things. First, it does not go to the misty snowfield.
, Second, if you don’t cross the Ling River, everything else depends on your mood. Li Luo guessed that there was something in the misty snowfield that made him jealous, or even scared, so he didn’t dare to turn north from the misty snowfield. White Tiger understood.
After that, the white tiger became furious and almost pushed Li Luo off its back. In the end, Li Luo apologized repeatedly, and then he stabilized his body in shock. However, after the white tiger became angry, it looked at it with a nonchalant look.
The spiritual river in the distance turned away as soon as he touched it. Li Luo did not see it. If he had seen it, he would have guessed that what Bai Hu was afraid of was not the misty snowfield, but the spiritual river.
The flower garden is a scene of brilliant mountain flowers all day long. When spring, summer, autumn and winter outside the mountains come here, it seems that the time has long been forgotten. Time stands still here, of course, as long as it is not at night.
The white tiger walked very casually, as if he had entered his own backyard, wandering around the flowerbed as if nothing had happened. He stepped on it with one paw and broke off many flowers and plants. Each one was so beautiful that it made people feel distressed.
It's a pity to fall well behind.
If there's anything good that comes out of this deep north, it's the weather. The sun is invisible to the south of the mountain, but here you can finally see the sun. The sky is clear and the clouds are light, as if someone had painted it. It's pure and a bit fake. Li
When Luo was lying on the back of the white tiger, he was thinking wildly and wildly. Could it be that the sky above the sky garden was really built by someone? If it was true, what would be the sky after breaking this sky? The sky fire pouring down?
Is the abyss frozen in snow? Or is it a void with nothing...
Before Li Luo could come up with a clue, the white tiger had already passed through the Chengtian Flower Garden. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was like a secret realm. In the eyes of these ancient beasts, it was not much more difficult than wading through a stream. It was in the extreme.
After the land in the north, Bai Hu's eyes shone, he checked the direction from left to right, and jumped into the air with all four legs. He saw that the direction was exactly in the direction of Qingniu Mountain. He looked impatient and couldn't bear it. He just wanted to hand over Li Luo to Qingniu Mountain.
, the agreement of that year was concluded.
Li Luo grabbed the mane around Bai Hu's neck and shouted hurriedly, "Brother Bai Hu, wait, slow down, I have something to ask for..."
"Brother Baihu..."
"Brother Baihu!?"
The white tiger turned a deaf ear and ran very fast. At this speed, he would be able to reach the foot of Qingniu Mountain before it gets dark at night. Li Luo was heartbroken and put strength under his feet. He was about to jump off his back, but before he could get up, he
The white tiger's tail was smashed down, and he could only reach out to block it, and he was pushed down on his back. Li Luo's eyesight went dark and he almost vomited blood. How could he be ravaged like this?
No matter what you can't bear...you have to bear it even if you can't bear it. Once the white tiger pretends to be deaf, it will be useless even if it breaks its throat. But having said that, in addition to being unruly, it is also kind-hearted. At least it doesn't do anything outside the mountains.
The people of Caohai are used as food, but the cattle and sheep are unknown.
Li Luo struggled to crawl out from under the white tiger's tail, took a few breaths, pulled Minghong out of his back, placed it across his neck, and shouted, "Brother White Tiger, if you don't stay, then I will... hiss!"
"Bai Hu suddenly stopped. He didn't have time to react on his back. He couldn't stand firmly and fell on his back. In the shock, he reluctantly moved the Minghong knife a few inches. The blade almost scratched his neck.
He passed by. Li Luo broke into a cold sweat and touched his neck. There was blood on his hands. Ming Hongfeng was sharp and his body-protecting energy was not enough to blow it away. It was only an inch away. He would really kill himself with a knife.
After returning from the hell gate, Li Luo's forehead was covered in cold sweat.