The fierce horse neighed, the white clouds in the sky were trembling back and forth, as if they were afraid of the embarrassment and uneasiness of the scene, the atmosphere began to fall into an extremely surprised and embarrassing situation, many people were helpless, coldly watching the horse all the way back to the west, the trembling body returned to calm, the carriage was torn apart, except for the frightened Feng Chuan, the rest of the guards of the Wuwei battalion were even more frightened, since they were born, they had never seen or heard the sound that could scare the fierce horse out of Xiang and spit, when it was real, it was like thunder, A roar descended from the sky, like a thunder god descending to earth, making the ghosts and gods chill. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"My lord, please plug your ears first, you stand back, we will deal with this strange monster that has come from afar, focus on us!"

It turned out that Chen Shouren regarded the roar as a treacherous, and repeatedly asked himself, if he really fought hard and gave up all his strength, his side might not get any benefits, but loyalty made him forget all his fears and fears, he would not be timid, although the body and bones of the scholar are not like soldiers, but the soul is stronger than the soldiers. In the past war years of the Han Dynasty, after the Huns captured the Han soldiers, the Chinese characters raised on the grassland, criminal law was its most popular and advanced subject, and the torture in the past extorted confessions, for the use of torture objects or still have to be divided into three, six, nine and so on, ordinary soldiers are of course all kinds of torture although used, but for the readers, directly do not use torture, directly pull out and cut it, torture to extract confessions is useless, the scholars have the heart of loyalty as iron, there are also soft as mud, of course, we do not outline the two ends of this extreme.

The seemingly musmo, dull, and verbose image of the scholar is actually just a momentum that eventually turns into a momentum that goes against the current.

"I seem to have a vague idea of what it is, so loud and closer, I think."

Feng Chuan pondered, what he felt he was

"The Wuwei battalion is arrayed, ready for a rain of arrows!"

Although Chen Shouren is a literati, he also learned from his uncle for a few years to lead troops to fight.

Suddenly, those soldiers of the Wuwei Battalion instantly had the backbone, and quickly lined up into a seemingly sturdy battle formation, wrapping Feng Chuan and Chen Shouren in it, just in case.

Your hearts are tightly pinched with a handful of sweat, almost the heat can boil the sweat in your hands, the heart is like a crane dancing up and down, pulling people's hearts to the tip of the blade, which seems to be nervous and cautious, but in fact it is the fear of the unknown of human beings.

That's Quibal? Mountain spirits? Or maybe it's a monster you've never seen before? The piercing and terrifying roar like thunder, coming from the sky, what is it for, ask yourself, has not done anything to hurt the heavens and reason, with the ugly things that have been punished by God, will it be disliked by God? They went through all the results they could guess and all the results they couldn't guess in their minds, like a movie flashing clearly, what if the gods came down to earth and were killed by a hammer, everyone was swelling, the horses were swaying, the four hooves began to be unstable, and there was a tendency to fall.

The river breeze blew lightly in the ears of several people again, but this time the feeling was not cool, but boundless heat and madness. There is no longer a waning moon on the willow shore, there is only fear, panic and horror. The people were panicked, some soldiers began to be unstable, the horses retreated a few steps, and Chen Shouren returned to his original position with a loud shout.

"God, don't be presumptuous in front of us, is there no heavenly reason in this world?"

Chen Shouren drew his sword and raised his head to the sky and roared, strongly condemning the injustice of God, but soon, it was obvious that the time difference between the changes was rapidly shortening, and the Grim Reaper was coming.

Chen Shouren swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he can go to the battlefield fearlessly, sacrifice his life for the motherland, and even lose his life, but if it is passed on in the future generations that he died at the hands of strange people, he will inevitably not become a laughing stock.

The roar was like an invisible lightning, just like the sound of death that was about to harvest life, and soon ran in front of several people, at that time, everyone was dumbfounded, and saw clearly, after the eyes took the so-called monster into their eyes, everyone felt that they were a fool, this God seemed to be playing with everyone, and an unprecedented sense of shame of being insulted by IQ came to mind, making both Chen Shouren and Feng Chuan feel as if they were stuffed with a fish bone in their throats, and they wanted to find a few glasses of vinegar to drink but couldn't find a feeling of jealousy.

"Sun Qi? How are you...."

Feng Chuan laughed out loud in an instant, and hurriedly dispersed the battle formation of the guards, and secretly cursed in his heart, as if this motorcycle really came in and rushed in, not to mention the battle formation composed of a few people, even the battle formation composed of hundreds of people was still a wave cracking, allowing people to come and go freely.

"Master Chen, we are not God, and we never said that we would take your life!"

The wind spread Sun Qi's laughter, and the laughter that seemed to be mocking made Chen Shouren's face flush, and gradually, he became angry, just like the deceived child who learned the truth of the matter, and the dignified woman was ordered to undress on the street, Chen Shouren felt that he was a fool, an out-and-out fool, why did he regard a motorcycle as a god and a monster.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Lord Sun."

Chen Shouren gritted his teeth and said. He began to have a trace of hatred for this young man who had humiliated him.

"There is no need for the two of you to argue, Brother Qi, you have come from Jiangning hundreds of miles away, and you must have something important to tell you."

Sun Qi and Zhang Wenzhong, director of the Instrument Department who was sitting behind him, got off the motorcycle, parked the motorcycle on the wild grass on the side of the road, then pulled out the key and slowly walked towards Feng Chuan.

Looking at Sun Qi with a slight smile on his face, a word suddenly appeared in Feng Chuan's mind, which made his heart begin to waver, what kind of feeling is this, suddenly, for a person he likes very much, he suddenly discovered his little shortcomings, and immediately stopped relying on him so much and liked him so much. Feng Chuan felt like this at the moment.

"Master Feng, don't you say a word to me when you leave, don't you treat Xiaosheng as a subordinate?"

Several people were talking about the embarrassment of this moment, Sun Qi smiled and resolved, he didn't expect such a funny thing to happen when the motorcycle's accelerator was stepped on to the extreme, this Chen Shouren actually regarded the engine sound as a ghost, which really made people laugh out loud.

"Brother Qi, tell me something quickly, don't hide it, I have a boat at Wuhu Wharf, and I won't be able to catch up if I'm late."

Sun Qi put away his smile and asked Zhang Wenzhong to take out some materials and hand them to Feng Chuan from behind. Zhang Wenzhong handed the material to Feng Chuan, his head was lowered, he didn't dare to look up at his boss, after giving it, he hid behind Sun Qi without looking back.

In this regard, Feng Chuan could only smile helplessly.