The next day, everyone got up early, including the Grand Governor, who had been busy for half the night alone, and when Tuda and the others saw the neatly stacked luggage, they couldn't help but blush.

How embarrassed to let the adults pack our luggage for us, this should be the work of the little ones. However, Zhou Yu has said more than once that I have no privileges with you except for the different division of labor, I have to do it if you can't be busy, and I can do what you can, otherwise I'm not disabled?

Look down on people, don't you? It is this spirit of mingling with people and changing from me to me to me that makes everyone who has ever been with him willing to follow him and sacrifice their lives to fight with him.

This is exactly what Zhou Yu told Bellman, he would rather be a hero in troubled times than a prince of peace. The bowl for soft rice is not so good.

The light cavalry team, a total of seven, came out, Zhou Yu drove at the front, as the first car, he had to press a little speed, this group of wolf cubs were very crazy, if they didn't take the reins, I was afraid that they would have an accident.

It's a good thing to be fast, but it's a big risk. It is not like the modern city of the previous life, there is no asphalt road, no highway, potholes, ditches and bumps, shadows and shadows, and a mistake may kill the deep pit, the chasm, and the quagmire.

This four-wheeled motorcycle made by the original owner is very suitable for traffic on the grassland and woodland, the wide tires are high off the ground, how can it be more than 295 tires, the suspension adjustment is also good, and the direction is more accurate and accurate, it is simply a natural field operation vehicle.

Shuttling between the forest mountain stream and the grass warbler flying, Zhou Yu seems to have found the feeling of riding a motorcycle in his previous life, the difference is that here you never have to worry about the traffic police stopping people to check whether your Beijing A license plate is true or false, it is said that there are only 25,000 yuan on the market for that thing, and all the others are fakes.

The next destination is the Bone Erosion Forest, Lancelot is a strange person, he has never been able to get along with Mensa and Chanda, Zhou Yu has to make a trip to finalize the details of Pachuya with him. Without those tens of thousands of headless horsemen, this battle would definitely not be easy to fight.

Motorcycles completely solve the problem that horses need to rest and graze from time to time, especially this kind of technology that relies on hedron to obtain energy without refueling, which completely exploded the electric car in the previous life. In the view of the Metropolitan Governor, those electric vehicles are completely used by car companies to defraud the state of energy conservation and emission reduction subsidies, but in fact, changing a battery is more expensive than buying a car, and the degradation is more laborious and costly, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"My lord, according to the map, there is a bone erosion forest in front of you. Are you sure we're going to get in? ”

"Sure, where did so much nonsense come from."

Stopping at the outskirts of the valley, Zhou Yu turned off the engine to cool down, and the car drove non-stop for five days before finally coming to his hometown. Looking at the specks of sunlight shining down from the cracks in the branches and branches, the Governor took off his windproof glasses, picked up a linen cloth and wiped the dirt and dust on them, and remembered a ghost at that time, Ledo.

There are too many people who die on the road to fame and fortune, and Ledo's problem is that he believes too much in the advantages that bloodline brings him, thinking that by joining forces with the one in Drunken Flower City, he can win the championship while holding the beauty and winning the championship in Tianmu Hunting, how can there be so many good things? Victory and beauty both require ability and courage.

The Metropolitan has this ability, but without this courage, he can't choose to love or fall into love, otherwise he will lose the motivation to move forward, he can't live only for Soracia, only for Felena, there are still too many people waiting for him to redeem, there are too many flames of hope waiting for him to ignite.

"Uh, okay, here we go!"

Thinking about it, he had already fallen at the end of the light cavalry team, and Masha in front of him was already dozens of meters away from him.

With a whoosh of arrows breaking through the air, Zhou Yu hurriedly leaned over and lay on the motorcycle.

Bite! The cold arrow was shot at the hull of the car, and the arrow cluster flew far away.

The Metropolitan Governor whistled, turned over and got out of the car and half-squatted around to observe, and at the same time waved vigorously to let the people in front of him stop and find cover for cover.

It's not like the style of the Decapitated Horseman, they don't like to hurt people with cold arrows, but they directly surround the target, leaving you breathless, unless the subject can show excellent skills or backstage.

Whoosh, the rain of arrows came from all directions, becoming more and more dense, and it was impossible to avoid it.

"Quick! Get under the car! ”

These quad bikes were made of fine alloys, and the clusters of arrows smelted from the ore of Thorasia could not hurt them at all, and most of the governors were distressed by his tires, and if these rubber-like things were shot into holes, I really didn't know where to make up for them, even though each car had a spare tire behind its buttocks.

There is that firearm in the backpack, and you can fight with the kernel and powder in it, but the problem is that now there are enemies all around, and they hide their heads and tails, how can they fight? Hit whom? This thing is a shotgun at best, not *, and it's not even as powerful as a crossbow in long-range combat.

"Whoever is attacking me here, it is Silanu Fakmi below!"

Zhou Yu burst out with a roar full of anger, startling Tuda and them. Is there a way to take the initiative to report your name after being attacked? Is it because he is afraid that he has become a ghost who has died unjustly, so that people have nowhere to write tombstones?

But the Metropolitan Governor didn't think so, since hiding in the shadows and sneaking up on the attack showed that these people were not above board, and they were not the official sons of Shui Wang Li, coincidentally the identities of Zhou Yu and others were also rebels, and the two parties might really have a conversation under this negative burden.

It's also strange to say, when I heard the name of the person who came, the momentum of the cold arrow was reduced, and finally stopped.

Dadu Governor was bold, he climbed out from under the car with his hands raised, and walked around to show that he had no weapons, and at the same time let the other party see his face clearly.

Seeing that there was no sound around, Zhou Yu knew that this battle could not be fought, and just wanted to put down his hands that were unbearable to be sore, a familiar voice came out in the forest.

"Hands up!"

Nima, you're still doing it, aren't you? If it weren't for the fear of hurting the friendly army, Lao Tzu would fight you to the death, so that you could taste the power of the firecracker. Although he was unwilling, the Metropolitan Governor reluctantly raised his hand again.

"Who is your king?"

What do you mean? Zhou Yu thought for more than ten seconds before he understood the question asked by the other party, and asked me who is the king? Isn't this just asking yourself which camp you belong to? It seems that people have to let themselves report their position before they are willing to give up.

"I'm forever for Fei Lina!"

The sound is crisp, clear, clear and sober. Although it is not deafening, it can be heard throughout the Bone-Eating Forest, and they are all witnesses.

There is nothing to be ashamed of, morally speaking, it belongs to the essence of chivalry, and since he swore an oath to the whole of Thorasia at the Celestial Hunting Conference to be loyal to my king Philena, there is no reason to go back. Even if Philip is in power, even if Sima comes to power, he will go all the way to the dark.

And emotionally speaking, he and Fei Lina had an ambiguous relationship, although in the end there was no problem and no end, but the night tour in Ilek City, the escape from the tunnel of Drunken Flower City, and the wonderful performance of the Tianmu Hunting Contest are all exclusive labels for the two, and no one can take them away or grab them.

The sound of rustling came from the forest, as if someone was about to come out, Zhou Yu stared at the place where the shadow of the tree was thick, and the faces that appeared became clearer and more familiar.

It turned out to be him!

"Kong Jia!"

"It's really you!"

Before Zhou Yu was ready, Kong Jia suddenly broke out, and rushed over after a few steps in a row and hugged Dadu Duxiong into his arms.

What the hell is this, I thought I was going to snatch my eggs! The Metropolitan Governor is very uncomfortable with the two old men hugging together, unless, unless it is very necessary, even if the other party is Sister Feng, he can go down, and there is nowhere to put Kong Jia's hand.

"Fakemi, you're back! No, Aida, you're back! ”

Kong Jia jumped from Phili's side to follow Philena, and he had the aura of the Savior in danger, so it was understandable for Philena to say something close to him, such as handing over the magic ball to Farkmi. Besides, this kid, as a personal "bodyguard", once accompanied him to the apeback elephant tribe.

"Okay, Brother Kong Jia, you, you let go first, I'm a little out of breath!"

Kong Jia smiled and let go of his bear paws, and he took a step back to take a closer look at his opponent Fakmi in the Southern Continent Division. I haven't seen him for a year, Kong Jia has lost a lot of weight, his hair is full of gray, and the vicissitudes of his face tell the unknown story of King Qin; On the other hand, Farkemi is still like that, pursing his lips and grinning, why doesn't he see old age?

"Brother Kong Jia, I haven't thanked you for sending you all the way last year!"

"Aida, what's wrong with your eyes, your eyes?"

Obviously, seeing Zhou Yu's black and green eyes, Kong Jia was startled. Unless a demonic body is invaded, a person's pupils do not change color.

"It's a long story, I'll talk about it later, and I'll talk about it later!"

As soon as Zhou Yu put down the hand on Kong Jia's shoulder, the seven-foot man knelt down with a thud and cried, crying and heartbroken.

"What are you doing here?"

Where did the Metropolitan Governor receive such a great gift, and hurriedly lifted his hands up and down to help Kong Jia up. When Bamble and the others saw that it was a friendly army attacking at this moment, they also put away their forty-meter-long broadswords and Italian cannons and came over.

"Marsha, it's really Brother Kong Jia!"

Bambul knew this benevolent brother, and although he never met again after parting with Drunken Flower City, the bearded man still left a deep impression on the two slave soldiers.

"Aida, save the princess! Oh no, you save my king! ”

"You mean Philena?"

"Exactly, exactly!"

More and more soldiers in the forest came around, and Zhou Yu glanced around, they were dressed in animal skins, painted with oil paint, holding a single bow, thin and withered. No wonder Kong Jia is also so thin, it seems that this army has been wandering in the field for a while.

"Kong Jia, what are you?"