Xie Zun prefers Concubine Leng Ao

Chapter 202

At the gate of the imperial capital, Yifeng sat on the first carriage and showed the sign, and the three carriages left the imperial capital directly and flew forward along the official road.

As soon as the carriage passed by, a bird perched on a big tree in the distance flew away.

In the second carriage sat Jun Qianluo who had been disguised, but fell asleep leaning on the carriage, with a god sitting beside him.With a long arm in his arms, Jun Qianluo fell into the arms of the god.

Outside the car, the cloudy ancient road was full of depression, and rows of bare tree trunks flashed by.

Yifeng looked up at the sky, frowning, "speed up, the weather is bad."

"Yes."

It's not a joke to pull a horse-drawn carriage. Its speed is comparable to that of a modern car, and it runs extremely fast.

However, the interior of the carriage was not bumpy, and the materials used in the interior of the carriage were all the best.

Two hours later, Jun Qianluo woke up. It was dark inside the carriage. Feeling the warm body behind her, she turned her head and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Two hours."

"It's been so long, alas, it's still not normal." Jun Qianluo smiled wryly, it was either human or troublesome.She left the warm embrace, raised her hand and opened a corner of the car curtain to look out of the car, "The weather is not good, it's going to rain."

"Well, soon to the next town."

"It's okay, there is a carriage."

The road didn't stop until the next city was reached. The people were full and the horses were full, but it was raining.

"Master, we can't go anymore. The rain is too heavy and the weather is too cold, the horse can't bear it." Yifeng said.

"Look for an inn to rest."

Everyone had to stay in the town to rest overnight.

The next day finally cleared up, everyone got up early in the morning, and opened the way in time after eating.

In the car, Jun Qianluo was reading a medicine book from the library. This book was not made of bamboo slips, but paper. Because of its age, the paper industry was very yellow.There are pictures of herbs on it. Jun Qianluo has to admire the painting skills of the ancients. Every herb she has seen is as alive as it is, full of vitality and vivid.

There is no color, all black, and the colors are described in words.

"What does this word read?" Jun Qianluo bumped the gods around him with his elbow when he came across an ancient character he didn't recognize.

Then the god happily told her that at the end of the day, Jun Qianluo had finished reading a book and learned a lot of ancient characters.

In the afternoon, it was not far from the next city. There were thousands of mountains on both sides of the official road, and the sky was vast.

The horse has been running for a whole day except for lunch and rest. Yifeng estimated the time and slowed down.

Sitting in the carriage with closed eyes and meditating, the god suddenly opened his eyes, "It is true that the sky is not beautiful, and even the most beautiful scenery will be stained with blood."

As soon as the words came out, "Call!"

The carriage at the front stopped, and Yifeng looked around, except for the bare trees on both sides and the thick dead branches and leaves on the ground, there was no one around.

But before Yifeng could look back, the dead branches and leaves on the ground were lifted up with a "boom", and after a gust of winter wind swept away the remaining leaves, countless masked killers in black flew out in all directions.

At the same time, the eight guards drew their sharp swords and rushed out.

"Ding ding ding..."

There was the sound of sharp arrows hitting the carriage, and then "crack..." one after another fell to the ground.

The gods and Jun Qianluo sat without moving. After the random arrows were shot, the carriage was still unscathed because it was made of black iron.

"Surround the second horse and kill!"

After giving an order, most of the killers rushed to the second carriage, but before reaching the surroundings of the carriage, "Bang!" The carriage flew up into the sky with the horse, a jade hand stretched out from the carriage, and slapped down hard.

"what!"

The killers suffered countless casualties.

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