All Heavens: Starting from Douluo

Chapter 527 Guo Jing Hua Zheng Tuo Lei Three Little Ones

A leopard can be known by a glimpse of it, and autumn can be known by a fallen leaf.

Now that we know the future, we must take precautions.

Guo Jing received a rare cold reception. Even though Genghis Khan was a man of great magnanimity, he did not cast a cold eye on Guo Jing because the other Guo Jing stayed in Xiangyang and caused huge casualties to the Mongolian army. However, other Mongolians were not like this. Thought.

The sarcasm gradually increased.

Even Zhebie, the master archer, was secretly laughed at by many people.

Said he taught a traitorous apprentice.

Even in modern times, cold violence and cyber violence are extremely terrifying. People who are subjected to cold violence and cyber violence will deny themselves, even if they are right. When everyone in the world thinks that the planet is square, not round, The person who came up with the theory that the planet is round will definitely be punished as a heretic.

This is the victory of error over right.

It can be regarded as the victory of ignorance over civilization.

Guo Jing is just an eighteen-year-old child.

How can you resist the accusations of everyone around you?

The mother's approval, the encouragement of the six masters, the strong praise of the Quanzhen Taoist Master Ma Yu, Tuo Lei's questioning, Hua Zheng's admiration and the future ending of going to the Western Regions alone, the sigh of farewell to Master Zhe, and the calmness with Genghis Khan was even more disturbing. People's unpredictable attitudes and these pressures fully aroused the fear and confusion of this eighteen-year-old boy about the future at this moment, making Guo Jing subconsciously choose to escape.

He knew that he would be a hero in the future.

But he didn't know if that was really him.

What will he do?

He became the hero praised by thousands of people and stationed in Xiangyang all his life until the city of Xiangyang was destroyed. No matter how hard the stone was, it would be broken by the water. The Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed. The people did not live a good life because of his persistence. His persistence also failed. Nothing could be changed. Although the wishes of the six masters were fulfilled, my mother was lost forever?

It's better to give up that future and become a new self. He doesn't want to lose his mother, and he doesn't want to have millions of people displaced. If these things require his dignity and reputation to get them, he is willing to give everything he has, just to reduce the war. ?

This choice is difficult, very difficult.

Not so difficult.

Not to mention the 18-year-old Guo Jing, even if the hero Guo Jing is stationed in Xiangyang City at the moment, he can only give an answer that he thinks is correct, and there is no guarantee that the answer is absolutely correct.

Guo Jing chose to escape.

Choose not to think.

In fact, it is the right decision.

In a person's life, some questions are destined to be unanswered, and some questions can be answered, but they cannot be understood until a certain age.

Ride your little red horse.

Guo Jing went to see the white eagle alone.

Unexpectedly, at the bottom of the cliff, he unexpectedly saw Hua Zheng, who also came here to relax, and Torre, his sworn brother who accompanied Hua Zheng.

I have a huge headache.

Too embarrassed to leave.

Hua Zheng's eyes were red from crying. It was because Guo Jing was not very knowledgeable about emotions and he knew very well who made Hua Zheng cry.

Looking at the white eagle soaring in the sky.

Guo Jing sighed mentally and physically exhausted.

However, when he saw one of the white eagles suddenly fly away and hover in another place, he guessed what happened.

I didn’t go to explain to Huazheng.

He really didn't know how to explain it.

Get on the horse, rein in the horse, and turn the horse's head.

Immediately, he grabbed the horse's belly and galloped away.

Torre, who was standing aside with a cold face, also got on his horse angrily, glanced at the white eagle in the sky, and immediately turned his attention to his sister: "Sister, don't cry, wait until brother goes to catch that bastard Guo Jing! "

As he spoke, he flicked his riding crop.

Horse hooves broke through the newly sprouted grass.

He chased after Guo Jing who had just rode away.

Lin Chaoci walked to Guo Jing's side.

Guo Jing rushed to Lin Chaoci's side.

<divclass="contentadv">This is a standard two-car encounter problem.

However, not only was Lin Chaoci riding a good horse, but the little red horse Guo Jing was riding was also a bloody horse. Mongolian horses are famous for their endurance and speed, whether it is a little red horse or a horse. A big dark horse can keep away from Torre by a long way. Therefore, even if Torre is very angry, he can only follow Guo Jing and eat dust, watching Guo Jing turn into a small black dot.

"Xiaobai, stop!"

Before Guo Jing arrived, the voice arrived first.

He had seen white eagles hunting.

That dive was so fast that he couldn't react. If it was an animal, forget it. If it was a human, don't get hurt.

The white eagle hovering in the sky is also very spiritual.

Hearing Guo Jing's shout, he also lowered his height.

With a glide, he dived towards Guo Jing.

Control your distance.

When they were about to collide, they suddenly braked.

It flapped its wings and landed on Guo Jing's shoulder.

The sharp claws pierced the cotton-padded clothes.

Fortunately, Guo Jing wore thicker clothes.

Only then did he get scratched by a claw and bleed.

He raised his other hand to comfort the white eagle standing on his shoulder. The little red horse continued to walk. Within two or three breaths, Guo Jing saw the person who was being targeted by the white eagle. He extended his hand apologetically. Straight to the point: "I'm sorry, Xiaobai, it didn't mean to attack you. It's just that you broke into its sight rashly and aroused its curiosity, so it flew above you for a while."

Lin Chaoci also extended his hand.

He was very polite and said with a smile: "It's okay, it didn't hurt my ability. It flies high and can only see far. This is normal. Oh, by the way, my name is Lin Chaoci. I don't know your surname, friend." Ah, and this handsome white eagle, is it also raised by your friend?"

That's what it says.

But the truth is not much.

The polite component accounts for 90%.

Apart from Guo Jing, the only person who can make Bai Diao so close to him is Hua Zheng. Hua Zheng is a girl, and his position almost coincides with the red dot. The young man in front of him with thick eyebrows, big eyes, square face, simple and honest, If not Guo Jing, who else could it be?

However, it was the first time the two met.

Kindly concealing something is just better manners.

Guo Jing didn't think too much, and he didn't know that Lin Chaoci already knew who he was. He was still somewhat educated and didn't make the joke about "White Emperor City" that Xue Pan said before. He smiled and touched the back of his head, with a tone of voice. A little unconfident, he introduced himself:

"My name is Guo Jing."

"Hello Brother Lin."

"Your name sounds really nice."

"Xiaobai is not raised by me. His parents were besieged by a group of black hawks. Because of this, I formed a bond with Xiaobai and his family. I would often visit them, and we gradually became familiar with them."

As he said that, he glanced at Lin Chaoci.

His eyes mainly stayed on the stringless long bow hanging on Lin Chaoci's saddle.

After careful consideration, I didn’t want to ask.

But when he saw the angry Torre running toward him, because he didn't want to face Torre, he had no choice but to speak bluntly to Lin Chaoci: "Oh, by the way, Brother Lin, I don't think you have anything on your bow." Xian, the material of your bow is also made of gold but not jade, what’s the origin of it?”

"You mean it?"

Lin Chaoci patted the jewel-like long bow.

Saw Torre chasing after him.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it: "It has a very nice name - the poem of final sigh. The bow and arrow are as beautiful as the poet's musical instrument. The arrows released penetrate the human heart like the sigh. As for its bow string, it must be the same." There will be, but it will only have a bowstring when it falls into the hands of an owner recognized by it, and there will be no bowstring in the normal state. That's probably it."

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