The willows on the moon, the bright moon is bright.

Hundreds of miles away, a team of men and horses was galloping through the dense forest, rushing towards the capital as fast as thunder. The night breeze rustled through the treetops, dust flew between the horses' hooves, and under the silence was the ultimate murderous opportunity.

The killing machine does not come from others, but from themselves.

Murderous aura, these people contain real murderous aura.

It is not the forbearance and sharpness of the killer, but the atmosphere of sweeping thousands of armies and refining into soldiers.

There is less coldness in the coldness, and more rigidity in the sharpness.

If there were people here, and he was observant enough, he would surely find that the horses on which these people sat were the best horses.

Thousands of miles a day, strong and persistent.

The horses were like a prelude, dying them with a thorny and mysterious color for the black-clad men on their bodies.

It makes people want to explore, but they dare not delve into it.

After all, the life of a dog is still very important.

"How many days will I have to get to the capital?"

In the middle of the team, a deep voice suddenly sounded. I saw that the leader stopped whipping and reined in his horse, and his clothes flew up. The horse immediately turned its hooves to the sky, neighed, and in an instant it came to a perfect stop in front of a forest inn.

And the servants who had been waiting in front of the inn also hurried up to meet them.

"Back to the prince, within three days, we can arrive in Beijing. But after a day and a night's journey, it's time for you to rest. ”

In the middle of the team, an old man spoke slowly.

His voice was gentle and respectful, and he rode his horse, but he did not forget to bow down to the old man in front of him to show his reverence.

"Three days?"

Under the hat, the old man's eyes as bright as stars were obscure at this moment.

The night was misty and cool, which also made his already complicated attitude even more mysterious. So much so that the originally quiet team, even the sound of breathing, was about to disappear.

However, among this crowd, there is really one who is not afraid of death.

"Yes, it's three days."

He was none other than the old man who had just answered the old man and told him to rest.

Lifting the hat on his head, the old man was dressed in black and was in good spirits. The strands of gray hair are braided into strands of braids, which is quite exotic.

But such an old man who was smiling, with crow's feet in the corners of his smiling eyes, made everyone in the team show respect.

Although this respect is slightly inferior to that of the old man at the head, it is enough to prove his status.

"No, three days is too long."

The hands behind his back slowly clenched, and the old man known as the prince turned around and walked into the inn.

"What if that kid gets the news and turns around and runs away? Lao Lu, you didn't deliberately help that kid, so you delayed time here with the old man, right? ”

Hearing this, Lao Lu, who was walking behind him, smiled awkwardly.

"Lord Wang, you are just lifting me. I want to ventilate the news and make meritorious contributions to the young marshal, so that you can get a good position after a hundred years and have the right to retire. But you must understand that if the young marshal still needs me to report the news, then he is not a young marshal. Of course, you don't need to come back and arrest him personally, do you......"

"It's big for you!"

The old man turned around, pulled up his slap and gave it to Lao Lu.

"What do you think about an old boy, every day you think about your old husband for a hundred years? Tell you, the old man will let that kid get out of my king's mansion when he goes back. I don't look for my father, I rely on my grandfather every day to eat and drink for nothing! ”

Raise and raise, I used to say that I would raise it for five years, and then I said that it would be raised for ten years, but now it's okay, and I haven't rolled it after seventeen years!

Is my Junchen easy to deceive?

Yes!