"This doesn't seem like an ordinary rune!" the bone elf's fingertips gently rubbed against the horse's fur. She seemed to be able to feel the spiritual power that was wandering in it, and wanted to take the opportunity to break through the restraints.

It's just that this spiritual power is chaotic, and there is no rule to follow when it wanders. Could it be that the runes are suppressing these spiritual powers? otherwise, it may explode and die at any time.

As for the anomaly, the bone elf thought to himself, maybe because its owners didn't know how to use spells before, so they couldn't feel it.

"Swordsman!" the bone elf asked tentatively, "Are you familiar with Sekihara?"

This question stumped the swordsman for a while, and it was not good to say that he was familiar, but if he was not familiar, his senior brothers would inevitably comment on Guan Yuan: "It's okay, barely." ”

"Then I ask you. The bone elf put the saddle on the horse's back casually, and she didn't want others to discover the secret: "Does he know how to spell? ”

It is not excluded that people have found another famous teacher to teach this possibility!

"He won't. The swordsman replied very categorically. Before coming to the Tang Dynasty Mansion, Guan Yuan was purely a tabula rasa, and he couldn't even make the kung fu of a three-legged cat. What other spells!

"Do you know so well?" In fact, hearing the swordsman's answer, it had already confirmed the guess in the bone elf's heart, but he couldn't help but ask more.

Didn't he say that he didn't know people very well!

"I don't know what Qingyue means?" the bone elf smoothed the hair for the sweaty BMW, "Such a big guy, he can't bring it to the sky!"

If the horse in front of them really reacts to spiritual power, then they continue to ride on it, in case it really has a spiritual disorder, wouldn't it be bad?

"Let's take it by the hand!" suggested the bone elf.

This horse is no ordinary horse, and perhaps the day the rune secret is revealed will help them defeat Chiyou. Then you have to make sure it's safe until then.

They didn't have the ability to fly in the air with this behemoth, and they didn't dare to continue to let the spiritual power in its body fluctuate.

The best thing to do is for them to keep a certain distance from it, and it is the best way to go with it.

The swordsman plucked out his ears, and he even suspected that he had misheard: "What did you say?"

Lead it! If you don't ride a good horse, you still have to lead it.

"Don't be so excited, okay?" the bone elf rubbed her ears, how could she not have noticed that the voice of the swordsman had such a unique advantage.

It is said that women's voices are sharp and high-frequency, that is what they don't understand, just now the momentum of the swordsman is definitely not comparable to ordinary women.

"You think, its spiritual power is so disordered, you can't bear to watch it die in the middle of the road because of this, right?" the bone elf patiently explained, "And, don't you think, it will be good for us to deal with Chi You?"

Even if that rune is not to suppress the collision of spiritual power, it can withstand such a rune, and it is not an ordinary flesh and blood.

At this moment, the bone elf believed it, and Su Bodhi was right.

Everything in the world is not immutable, just like the stars in the sky, although they are seen every night, they are always in constant change.

Something is changing in the underworld, and although the people of destiny can no longer gather together in this life, they can get other support. Whether it is a crisis or not, it is really too early to say.

"Well, listen to you. The swordsman took the reins from the bone elf's hand and slowly led the sweaty horse.

Glancing at its long eyelashes, in fact, it looks, in addition to its eyes being a little bigger and a little godly, isn't it just an ordinary sweaty BMW!

"Oh, yes. After walking a few steps, the swordsman turned his head and whispered to the bone elf, "You follow closely behind, don't let others find out." ”

In the past, when it was just a sweaty BMW, he didn't have to be on guard everywhere. But now, it's a treasure with a big secret, and you can't let anyone with a heart keep up with it.

After they left with a sweaty BMW.

The prosperity inside and outside Chang'an City finally returned to a scene that had not been seen for a long time, and the Tang Emperor ordered that the old Brother Zhang be sentenced to death.

But considering that the little prince has just been born, the government and the opposition have also been in turmoil recently. Tang Huang seriously considered Cheng Yanjin's suggestion and left the old brother Zhang with a whole corpse.

"Thank you, father. Qingyue solemnly knelt down and kowtowed.

This is the first time that Qingyue has been so thoughtful, Cheng Yanjin didn't know why, and he was a little sad for a while: "In the end, he is just a murderer with a heinous crime, why bother!"

"Merit is merit, and passing is excess. The two cannot be offset or ignored. Qingyue pondered for a while, and only said this sentence.

No matter what Lao Zhang's character is, when he really got help from others at that time, he was the first.

The autumn rain is dripping, and this year's late autumn is colder than in previous years, adding a bit of depression. There is no withered scene of falling leaves, but there is a faint twitch in the bottom of my heart. Why, many people like to ask, but whether it is touching the scene or changing the scene is unknown.

The saint sentenced the old brother Zhang to be beheaded after the autumn, and there was no excessive punishment, just to make him drink a glass of poisonous wine.

This is also the greatest concession that the Holy One can make.

The autumn rain in the sky kept falling, and for three days it did not stop, and the streets were empty. Dressed in red and walking through the streets of Chang'an without hurry, the woman under the oil-paper umbrella wore long hair that was waist-high, stepping on the rain step by step, letting the splash wet her skirt, but still walking firmly and resolutely.

"Are you here?" Unkempt and wearing only a thin layer of prison clothes, the old brother Zhang knelt in the rain, waiting for his last moment.

He loves to be in the limelight, and even if he dies, he hopes to have a few more people. He is not afraid of embarrassment, he is not afraid of being pointed out by thousands of people, but he is afraid of forgetting, completely, really forgetting.

"You said that even if you can't go down in history, you will be stinking for 10,000 years. Qingyue opened her mouth lightly, and her voice couldn't hear any joy or sorrow: "Congratulations, you did it." ”

"Are you sarcastic about me?" Old Brother Zhang hung his head, his voice cold.

Qing Yue took a few steps closer, "You're going to die, is it so difficult to say a few good words?" Isn't it true that everyone says that people are about to die, and their words are also good? It seems that it is just a rumor.

"I was born humble. Old Brother Zhang still lowered his head, but his eyes moved to the corner of Qingyue's red skirt: "I don't think there's anything wrong with doing this." ”

People who are born with a golden spoon in their mouths will never experience a real hell on earth. When a person is in the midst of hellish adversity, he will find that the despicability of human nature is everywhere. It's all just for yourself.

"You're really obsessed. Qing Yue's hand holding the umbrella couldn't help but increase her strength a little, and her fingertips were slightly white: "However, I still want to thank you." Thank you for saving me at the time. ”