Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

After dinner and a short break, everyone started to set off.

By midnight, everyone was a little sleepy and slowed down.

When he reached a dense forest ahead, Zuo Lang's face suddenly sank. He turned around and yelled: "Everyone cheer up. After this mountain forest, you will arrive soon."

Qingyun looked up at the dense forest. In the dark night, it was dark, like a monster squatting there.

Qingyun shook the soft whip in his hand.

She took a few explosive bombs. It was night, and she was afraid of hurting her own people and the BMW.

Qing Yun stared at the high place in front, and suddenly whispered: "Zuo Lang, there is an ambush!" She pointed to the slightly swaying tree in the high place.

"I see. Everyone, be careful, there is an ambush!" Zuo Lang whispered.

With a sharp whistle, I don’t know how many people have fallen from the sky! Holding a machete in his hand and wearing a mask on his face, in the dark, only his eyes were gleaming.

They jumped from the tree, and ran towards the guard of the cavalry with a scimitar. Only kill people, not move horses.

Zuo Lang's guards were not vegetarian, and rose to fight. For a moment, the figure was fascinating, the sword and the sword, flashing and jumping like a ghost.

Zuo Lang's guards clung to each other, forming a large circle, like a copper wall and iron wall surrounding the BMW inside. A guard fell outside, and the guard inside immediately made up for it.

Zuo Lang drove Qingyun into the circle. Qingyun readily agreed. In these two cases, she was not their opponent at all in the outer circle. She picked up the piccolo and blew it at the enemy. She had a good head, and the distance was appropriate. The circle was in the middle. , The poisonous shot hit seven or eight enemies.

However, the number of people in the circle gradually decreased, and Qingyun found that many people immediately disappeared.

She saw that the enemy didn't mean to retreat, and there were many other people.

Zuo Lang sent a red fireball to the sky, and the fireball rose into the sky with a plume of white smoke.

The huge shouts of killing suddenly sounded, and the enemy was attacking fiercely again. This time, they fired rockets, and the rockets shot on people. People were shocked!

Two horses screamed in shock and wanted to run out of the encirclement circle. The horse jumped out from Qingyun's side!

Qingyun grabbed the horse's reins, abandoned his snowfall, turned and jumped onto the frightened horse.

The rocket continued to shoot, Zuo Lang led the people to protect the horse up and down. Zuo Ming used a big knife and flew up and down. He looked thin and weak, but he was actually very powerful. He shot the arrow directly back to the original place!

Qingyun grabbed the rein and forced the horse there!

"You don't want to die!" Zuo Lang roared behind him. Qingyun was shocked when he heard him berate himself so loudly for the first time. Zuo Lang had already stretched out his hand to pull her off the horse and still return to Ta Xue.

"You know, this BMW can be fatal! Just stay inside and protect yourself!" Zuo Lang said loudly to Qingyun.

The rocket is still shooting in, and the reflection here is as bright as day.

From a distance, there was the sound of "Da Da" horseshoes, and it seemed that thousands of horses came galloping forward.

After a while, I saw a group of people galloping.

Zuo Lang's face relaxed, "Brothers hold on, our people are here!"

The team wielded broadswords, rode on horses, surrounded behind the enemy, and quickly formed a front and back attack.

The guards who guarded the horses saw their own people coming, and their spirits were lifted.

The horse thief didn't succeed, and gave a whistle. Hundreds of people left their bodies and quickly withdrew into the woods.

Zuo Lang did not chase, and immediately counted the number of people and organized the formation.

Twenty-five horses were gone, but there was not a single horse.

The cavalry who had just caught up to rescue the siege leaned beside Zuo Lang and said something, and immediately led the team and left.

The guards buried the man who died in the battle, and the group continued to set off.

Zuo Lang walked to Qingyun's side: "Hey, are you sleepy?"

Qingyun ignored him.

Zuo Lang handed her a jug of wine: "Come on, take a sip and refresh yourself."

Qingyun still ignored him.

Zuo Lang said: "I apologize to you. Your attitude was not good just now, but you know how dangerous you were just now? Those arrows don't have eyes. Besides, those BMW horses can't be controlled casually! If you lose a horse, you lose it. Nothing can happen!"

Zuo Lang handed over another bag of things: "Then, beef jerky, can you eat it?"

Qingyun grabbed it, "Eat, why not eat!"

Zuo Lang handed over the wine: "Please take a sip of this fine wine?"

Qingyun "pushed" and laughed, "You are not allowed to speak to me so loudly in the future!"

"Okay, I see." Zuo Lang agreed softly.

Qingyun raised her neck and took a sip of wine, handed it to Xiaojing, turned around and asked Zuo Lang, "Who were those people just now?"

Zuo Lang said: "It's also a horse guard, I just divided the horse guard team into two groups, so as not to be too swagger."

"Old treacherous cunning!" Qingyun smiled and praised him.

Although she and Zuo Lang have known each other for a short time, they are as comfortable as friends for many years.

Zuo Lang likes to be with Qingyun very much. Qingyun has the knowledge of everybody's lady, but does not have the tweaking and reservedness of the girl in the deep house compound. She has a hearty and cunning temperament, which is very interesting.

In the second half of the night, everything went smoothly, and it was dawn, so everyone was relieved.

"We are in Fancheng just now. Don't take it lightly. Let's hand the horses to the general, then go to rest!" Zuo Lang commanded loudly.

Everyone rushed into the Fancheng.

Fancheng is the capital of Chaoyun Kingdom. The four seasons here are like spring, and there is a tall tree growing on the road. The leaves are like plane trees, but smaller than those of plane trees. The trunks are white and tall.

This is a beautiful city.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Qingyun saw a few war horses next to the city gate with a few people sitting majestic. The headed one is about 30 years old, tall, square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Zuo Lang gave a respectful salute in the past: "General Shangguan is waiting here personally, Zuo Mou is frightened."

The general nodded: "I'm just anxious. I want to pick a few outstanding horses. I was picked up late by others. Besides, it is a big deal to settle these BMW horses. How dare you be vague. Let's go."

Everyone followed the Shangguan general for a stick of incense. Everyone stopped and Qingyun saw that this was a horse farm. From the outside, there was no size, only the sound of "Da Da" galloping horses inside.

BMW was successfully handed over, and the guard who sent the horse was arranged to have a meal and rest at the post house.

Qingyun wants to sleep more now. After running around for a day and night, he suddenly relaxes. Qingyun feels that he never wants to open his eyes again. She and Xiaojing filled in a few mouthfuls and hurried back to the room without a bath or even washing their face. As soon as she lay on the bed, she immediately fell asleep.

She and Xiaojing were slumbering in the post house. I don’t know how long it took. I only heard someone calling her, and someone squeezing her ears. Qingyun yelled in annoyance: "Asshole, I want to fall down. go to bed!"

Qing Yun asked with a strong scent of lamb while he breathed, and Qing Yun opened his eyes quickly.