Looking at the girl in green walking towards them, the Golden Horde Cavalry had mixed emotions. Some were confused, some were shocked, and some were wary, because they couldn't understand why she wasn't afraid of the sharp scimitar in her hand, why she could be so calm, just
It's like I didn't see anything.
One of the cavalrymen shouted twice, then raised the scimitar in his hand high. However, looking at her indifferent face, he could not cut the sword down because he was afraid.
Except for being tall and plump, she was so ordinary, with no weapons in her hands, and no aura of a strong person. But for some reason, the cavalryman looked at her face with inexplicable fear, and just wanted to use the scimitar in his hand.
Throw it far away, then kneel down in front of her and seek her forgiveness.
The cavalry squad leader gave a sharp shout, which must have been meant by the witch. He pulled out the scimitar from the sheath and slashed it towards her head without hesitation. If you look carefully, you can see that he closed his eyes tightly when he dropped the sword, because he also
I have no self-confidence. Seeing her ordinary face, can I still muster the courage?
The sharp scimitar fell on her head. No green hair was cut off, no blood was shed, and there was no bloody and cruel scene. There was not even the sound of impact. It was like being cut in the vast sea, and then
Countless rays of light suddenly appeared on the blade, and instantly melted into nothingness!
The flowers embroidered on her green clothes began to flutter, and countless rays of the purest light were released from the petals, spreading instantly and covering the meadow around the tent.
After a while, she walked out of the light and continued to go south.
The light on the grassland gradually faded away. More than a dozen knights from the Golden Tent and the Royal Court had fallen to the ground and were not breathing. The same was true for those war horses. However, there was no trace of any injuries on either the humans or the war horses. There were no wounds.
A trace of blood and the rotten smell in the tent have disappeared. All the rotten flesh on the corpse has been melted away, leaving only the dark and clean white bones. This is purification.
The next day, she met humans again. This time there were more people on the grassland, consisting of several carriages and hundreds of riders. The sound of hoofbeats was as dense as thunder. But in her eyes, these humans and the green grass beside their feet
There was no difference. So she continued to move forward as if she hadn't seen anything.
An old man wearing ordinary prairie clothes was sitting in a carriage, looking at the grassland scenery outside the window, silent. He was the most respected national master of the Golden Tent. After leaving Helan City, he had been deep in the grassland.
Cruise slowly. In addition to thinking about some things, the main thing is
The main reason was that he did not want to follow the ambitious Chanyu to the south. In his opinion, Jinzhang should not intervene in this war against the Tang Dynasty at all. The more brutal the war in the Central Plains, the calmer the grassland would be, and the two buildings in front of Helan City
The powerful demon sect from the Tang Dynasty made him a little wary.
There are hundreds of elite Golden Horde cavalry accompanying the national division. Because of the supreme status of the national division in the hearts of the prairie people, these cavalry are very vigilant, especially since no news has been returned from the outpost rangers released yesterday. In this war season
.It will inevitably make them a little uneasy.
At this moment, the cavalry saw the girl. She was so tall, and her green clothes were tightly wrapped around her plump body. She was so eye-catching that it was difficult to see her.
As soon as the police whistle sounded, the cavalry quickly lined up to charge or defend. Although it was only a girl walking slowly in the meadow, but because of this, this scene was a bit strange.
Just like the cavalrymen who died yesterday, everyone who saw her ordinary face felt inexplicably great fear, and the hands holding the handle of the knife began to tremble.
They are the most elite cavalry of the Golden Horde, and the National Preceptor possesses supreme power. There are also two high priests accompanying the team. Such a terrifying team, if they can directly destroy those small countries in the south, even Tang Guo and
Even the Xiling Temple did not dare to underestimate her. However, when they saw the girl walking slowly, they felt fear. This fear made them feel confused and even more frightened.
The Imperial Master looked at the girl in the meadow. The wrinkles on his face suddenly deepened and his eye sockets sunk deeper. His face gradually showed a look of shock, as if he had seen an existence that did not belong to the human world.
The cavalry didn't understand why they felt so frightened when they saw the girl's ordinary face. That was because they were ordinary people, and the Imperial Master was not ordinary people.
Her face was indeed very ordinary, so ordinary that if she walked into a crowd casually, no one would be able to find her, and no one would even be able to remember what she looked like.
Her eyebrows are the most common eyebrows among millions of people, her eyes are the most common eyes among millions of people, her nose is the most common nose among millions of people, and her lips can be seen everywhere
lips.
This kind of ordinary is the most extraordinary.
So ordinary, so extraordinary.
Such an ordinary person has never appeared in the world, nor should it appear, so it only took a short time for the national master to understand where she came from and who she was.
The Imperial Master knelt down among the autumn grass. He touched his forehead to the ground and spread his hands flat with his palms facing upward. He looked extremely awe-inspiring and pious. Tears flowed from his eyes and he said in a trembling voice: "God of Immortality..."
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The Master ascended to heaven on the banks of the Surabaya River.
He first threw Ning Que into the far northern wasteland, and then followed the light up to the sky. Then thousands of streams of fire fell from the sky, and then a heavy rain fell on the world.
When the rain fell, there was no one on the shore of Surabaya, but there was still a dark horse.
The big black horse stared at the sky. Until this moment, it still hadn't figured out what happened before, why the little black girl suddenly became so beautiful, and why the dead old man suddenly turned into a god.
Why did Ning Que, a loser, become so popular?
The heavy rain kept falling, and it gradually became colder. The big black horse kicked its hooves somewhat bewilderedly, kicking up a lot of wet mud, and then lowered its head and snorted twice feebly.
The big black horse did not leave and was waiting by the Surabaya River. It wanted to wait until Ning Que came back. It was worried that if Ning Que could not find him again if he left, he would be very anxious.
Of course, the more important reason was that it thought that if Ning Que didn't come back, this fine steel carriage would be too heavy for it to drag back to Chang'an City. Well, if Ning Que really came back, even if
Even if it's harder, it's willing to tow the car back to Chang'an City, as long as that guy really comes back...
Waiting for the rain to stop, the rain never stopped. The big black horse waited in the rain by the Surabaya River for a day and a night. Its wild mane was soaked by the heavy rain and became like a rotten rag, hanging around its neck. It looked extremely miserable and pitiful.
It was very dissatisfied as to why willow trees were planted on the banks of Surabaya. The willow trees were not dense enough and there was no way to protect it from the rain. It was very jealous of the carriage, which was unknowingly not afraid of the cold and was washed so clean by the heavy rain.
The big black horse then waited for another three days. When it was thirsty, it drank some rainwater. When it was hungry, it found some grass by the river to chew. When a passerby tried to take it away, it pushed its head into the Surabaya River. The county government got the report.
, sent a government servant to hold it, but it sprayed saliva all over its body, and then kicked it out and did three volleys.
But Ning Que never came back, the black girl never came back, and the dead old man never came back either.
The mane was filled with rainwater and became wet and heavy, pushing its usually proud head lower and lower, as if its strong neck and nape could no longer bear the weight.
In the early morning of the fifth day, a small glimmer of light shone through the heavy rain on the horizon. The big black horse raised its head, neighed angrily several times towards the blue sky and Surabaya, and started its journey dragging the heavy carriage.
It doesn't plan to go back to Chang'an, nor to the academy, because those guys haven't come back, and it has already vaguely realized that those guys probably won't come back.
The big black horse decided to go to the wilderness. He still remembered that when he was crossing the mud pond, he met a senior from the academy there. That senior did not pull a cart, but only rode in a cart. He lived a very free and easy life, and he had thousands of subordinates.
It has thousands of younger brothers, so it decided to seek refuge with that senior.
Without Ning Que's activating talisman array, the carriage made of fine steel was unimaginably heavy. Only the big black horse in the world could pull it, but the long journey from Surabaya to the wasteland would involve countless hardships.
As long as you can find that senior, you will be the second uncle of the wilderness. During the difficult journey, the big black horse comforts and inspires itself with the bright future. It grits its teeth, lowers its head, and fights for its life in the storm.
The earth kept walking, and it actually made it walk from Surabaya to the wasteland!
The heavy rain finally stopped. The big black horse was covered in mud and lost a lot of weight. It looked very haggard, but its eyes were extremely bright and energetic when looking at the lush grassland in front of it.
The wind mixed with the fragrance of broken grass blew over its nose, and it took a deep sniff, looking so intoxicated that it thought, could this be the so-called smell of freedom?
Suddenly, it looked back at the heavy black carriage and felt that it was really a fool. Since it was going to become a free man, why did it have to drag this damn heavy thing for thousands of miles?
What if Ning Que is still alive and comes to find him in the future? The big black horse comforted himself, and then continued towards the swamp in the west of the wasteland. In fact, this is what he thought.
The journey to freedom ended on an ordinary autumn day.
That day, a girl walked out from the depths of the grassland. The girl's face was ordinary, without any features. She was wearing cyan clothes with beautiful flowers embroidered on them.
The big black horse tried to convince itself that it didn't know her. How could she be so fat and tall, and how could her breasts be so soft and big? But it knew she was her, so it howled twice, threw away the carriage, turned around and ran away.
The big black horse has never run so fast in his life. Even when he chased the snow-white mare at the Wasteland Conference, he never ran so fast. He ran faster than Ning Que's arrow!
The wind howled by, and the big black horse was extremely frightened.
Then it fell heavily into the autumn grass, dust flying everywhere.
She didn't know when she sat on the back of the big black horse.
The big black horse is very panicked. The little black skinny girl has really turned into a big white fat girl...
Is there any justice in this world?
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(I like these two chapters very much. They are the two most comfortable chapters to write at the beginning of all the five volumes. There is still half an hour left, and I am only one hundred votes away from the top four. Applause. Thank you for your hard work.)