All-World Vision

Chapter 203
2 minute later.

"Xiao Ke, is it okay now?" Sakura blinked and asked.

"It should be about the same, but for safety, let's wait a little longer."

Kerberos touched his chin and said solemnly.

Sakura lowered her head and sighed.

And at this moment, where Sakura couldn't see, Tomoyo and Xiao Ke were winking, their faces were full of tricky, no, understanding smiles.

"Sakura, don't worry, let's take a few more poses, and Xiao Ke."

With a charming smile on the corner of Tomoyo's mouth, she held a SLR camera and asked Sakura to pose in various majestic and heroic poses.

Sakura can only let herself be manipulated.

As for Kerubellos, just play freely.

3 minute later.

After getting the hint from Tomoyo, Kerberos waved his small fist and said loudly: "It's time! Let's go, Kuro Magician!"

"Ok!"

Sakura instantly became energetic, as if she had been injected with chicken blood, and opened the door of the ice room with arrogance.

I saw an ice sculpture with a height of seven or eight meters standing inside the ice storage.

At the front of the ice sculpture is a lifelike girl, combined with the icicles below it that occupy tens of square meters, the formation is even more powerful than the effect.

"Restore your original appearance! Clow card!"

Sakura waved the magic wand from top to bottom, and when the magic wand reached chest height, an illusory blue light card instantly formed in front of the wand.

Immediately, the blue light card emitted circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

The ripples are like the eye of a whirlwind, shattering the ice sculpture and sucking in the fragments of the ice sculpture.

Seven seconds later.

The illusory blue-ray card turned into reality, turning into a twenty-centimeter-long card with the appearance of a girl on the front.

"Success!"

Sakura held the cards and said happily.

"Well, we have conquered another Clow card! Come on, Sakura!" Kerberos cheered.

Sakura nodded and smiled.

……

Datang.

The blue sky is filled with white clouds, and the bright sunshine spreads all over the earth, making the autumn morning less cold.

Li Bai was riding a horse, with a sword on his waist, walking alone on the road.

The end point of this trip is Chang'an.

Along the way, I actually encountered a few bandits who wanted to cut the trail.

Say something like "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to live from now on, leave money to buy roads" and other words.

This reminded Li Bai of the past.

Thirty years ago, as a newcomer to the rivers and lakes, he killed the bandits who blocked the road, thinking that this was an act of justice for the people, and he was proud of it.

Twenty years ago, when he was traveling in rivers and mountains, he also seriously injured the bandits, even if he didn't kill them.

Ten years ago, when I asked myself why, only the most heinous ones were killed, and the lesser ones were simply taught a lesson.

But now, looking at the ragged, sallow and emaciated bandits holding a rusty kitchen knife and bringing along a family of robbers blocking the way, Li Bai dropped a few taels of silver without saying a word, and walked five miles longer. gone.

Xing, the people suffer.

die, the people suffer.

This time, Li Bai felt that he had become more sentimental.

Just as Li Bai was thinking about the past, the sound of fast horses galloping could be heard not far behind him.

Li Bai directed the horse to walk side by side.

After five breaths.

A gust of wind blew past, blowing Li Bai's clothes flutteringly with the wind, making a sound of hunting.

When I looked again, I only noticed the shouts of "Drive!" and "Drive!" in the air.

This person looks like a messenger, but why is he running in such a hurry.

Running at full speed is okay for a short period of time, but for a long period of time, every horse will suffer irreversible internal injuries, even if these hidden dangers do not occur in a short period of time.

Li Bai waved his whip, and the horse sped up a little.

After half an hour.

Li Bai was surprised to see the fallen horse in front of him, and a person whose life or death was unknown.

"Appreciate~"

Li Bai quickly got off his horse, ran to the man, and helped him up.

The middle-aged man was covered in dust, his forehead was bleeding, and his left hand and leg were bent irregularly, obviously broken after falling.

"Wake up, wake up!"

After Li Bai sniffed the middle-aged man's breath, he patted the middle-aged man's face lightly.

The blood was still flowing, even if slowly.

After a while, the middle-aged man faintly woke up. He opened his eyes with effort, and pointed to a big burden on the side of the road.

Li Bai slowly put the man down and brought the burden to the middle-aged man.

"What happened? Is there a rebellion in the south?" Li Bai asked.

"No, no, no."

The middle-aged man panted heavily, speaking with difficulty.

"If not, what is the reason that requires your postmen to run at full speed? Forget it, I will take you to treat your injuries first," Li Bai said with concern.

"No! No! I'm all right! Where's my horse? Where's my horse?"

The middle-aged man looked sideways.

When he saw the fast horse lying on the ground whining but unable to stand up, his face turned pale instantly.

"No! No! Why is this! Why is this..."

The middle-aged man had tears in his eyes, and his grief was beyond words.

"A horse is a horse after all, as long as people have nothing to do," Li Bai comforted.

"No, it doesn't matter if I'm dead. The key is that the contents inside can't be lost or delayed, not for a quarter of an hour! No, not for half a quarter of an hour! Please, please!"

The middle-aged man grabbed Li Bai's skirt desperately with his only movable right hand, begging:

"I beg you to send the contents of this package to the post station in front immediately, please! Please promise me, promise me! Otherwise, I will die with regret! I will die with regret!"

"Why, why? Since it's not a military newspaper, it won't matter if it's a little later, right?" Li Bai asked puzzled.

"No, it's not like that, you promise me! You promise me!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be splitting open, and he begged hoarsely.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you," Li Bai said with a sigh, unable to bear it.

"Thank you thank you!"

"Also..., remember, tell them, Wei..., Wei Zhong is not late..., not... late..."

The middle-aged man showed a slight smile, and then shot three feet of blood arrows, then let go of his hands, his body shook twice, his head tilted and he died.

Li Bai stared blankly at Wei Zhong.

After a few breaths, Li Bai hugged Wei Zhong under the tree, and then pulled the horse to the tree.

"drive!"

Li Bai whipped the steed fiercely, and quickly headed to the post station ten miles away with the package in his arms.

……

"Why haven't you come yet? Why haven't you come yet!!"

The postmaster responsible for the management of the post station walked around like an ant on a hot pot, wiping sweat as he walked.

He craned his neck to look out, but he kept seeing no horses.

"Is the person who transported this time called Wei Zhong? Isn't it?" the postmaster yelled at the gentlemen next to him.

"Yes yes yes!" the gentleman wiped his sweat.

"Then why hasn't he come yet? Ah! Why hasn't he come yet! Did he want to kill us!" the postmaster said furiously.

(End of this chapter)