The long street stretches, covered with snow, the morning light on the horizon is slightly dewed, and a trace of brilliance emerges from the depths of the clouds, waking up the sleeping Shangjing.

A fast horse galloped into Beijing from outside the city gate, and the horse's hooves splashed the ice ballast on the bluestone pavement, and galloped forward.

Suddenly, a Huohuo silver sword shot straight at the man and horse from the sky.

The man on horseback hurriedly tightened the reins, and the horse neighed, and almost fell to the ground with the horse.

The sword was plunged straight into the middle of the road, and through the snow, it was three points into the stone, which showed the deep internal strength of the comer.

At the same time, a man dressed in black fell from the roof on the side of the street, like a roc spreading its wings, towards the comer......

Chapter 287 of "Fake Princess" (Cottage Little Meng Master) This time it's good news It's in hand, please wait a moment,

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