The bard war horse under the old G's crotch was panting heavily, foaming at the white foam, but it was still galloping hard. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Behind Lao G, there are three people with tired faces, Long, the dryer and Long Xi, Long Xi is already pale, and the whole person is almost on horseback, if it weren't for the dryer has been taking care of him, it is estimated that he would have fallen off the horse long ago.

The dragon's face was not good-looking, and the two dark circles under his eyes were deeply sunken, and his eyes were bloodshot. It was easy for him to catch up with Lao G's war horse, and he grabbed the bridle and said: "I said Lao G, your house is on fire, you want to rush like this?! We haven't slept for two days and two nights, and we've been on the horse for two days and two nights, and we've already killed eight horses!"

Old G stretched out his hand and pulled it, but he didn't see any special techniques, and the dragon's hand that was tugging on the bridle retracted as if it were electrocuted.

"Isn't it just eight horses, didn't Uncle F say that new horses are ready for us at any time along the way, and you don't have to pay for it, what are you excited about?" Old G's tone was a little hard, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, and it could be seen that his physical strength was almost at the limit, and his mood was not very good.

Long Qing said with a green face: "I'm not worried about horses, I'm worried about people, look at Longxi, and run down, do you think she can stand it?"

Old G glanced back at Longxi, just in time to see this weak woman's clenched teeth, and cold sweat was already oozing from her forehead.

Old G restrung the war horse with a "whoo", turned to Longxi's side, lightly touched Longxi's pulse, his face suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look at the dryer.

"It's a good thing you've done again!" said Old G angrily.

The dryer looked dazed and at a loss.

"Do you still need me to make it clear?" Old G frowned, but the corners of his mouth accidentally showed a smile that he couldn't hide, "I can't see it, your marksmanship is very good." ”

The dryer immediately waved his hand modestly: "Not yet, not yet." ”

Lao G finally didn't hold his face, laughed, and punched the dryer's stomach: "I'm not talking about your three-legged cat marksmanship, I'm talking about your marksmanship, one shot is accurate...... You're going to be a dad!"

The dryer was stunned for ten seconds, and it was ready to stuff an egg in its mouth.

Long Xi snorted, her smiling face turned red in an instant, and almost even the roots of her ears turned pink and tender red, she hung her head delicately, and kept sweeping to the dryer with charming eyes.

"Ahem......" The dryer finally took a breath, he seemed to have heard something terrible, his face was full of horror, and he jumped off the horse directly: "No, it's impossible, how is it possible! I put on sheep intestines every time, didn't I say that I wouldn't get pregnant? It doesn't make sense!"

Long Xi's charming and shy face immediately turned into a gloomy pot bottom, the long hair on the back of her head was windless, she groped for something behind the saddle, gritted her teeth and said, "The old lady poked a hole in your sheep intestines, what!"

The dryer's face was full of ashes: "You, you are yin and I ......"

Long Xi finally found something, pulled it out from behind the saddle, but it was a pair of big scissors more than ten centimeters long: "The old lady is yin you!

The dryer immediately closed his mouth, his face flushed and sweating profusely.

Old G scratched his head and asked the dryer strangely: "What's wrong, why aren't you happy, how many people are looking forward to having children." ”

The dryer looked at Longxi, then at Lao G, and dragged Lao G aside: "Boss, do you know how much it costs to raise a child now, this is my life, it's all white dinars......! Do you think she will be able to contribute a cup of milk in the future, maybe she will have to buy a cow to kiss...... And diapers, my daughter-in-law has always said that she wants the best, she wants to be made of velvet, velvet diapers, something that his father and I have never used! Also, when the child grows up, I have to hire a tutor, boss, the salary you give me is not enough to hire a teacher, do you want to consider giving me a salary increase?"

Old G turned his head and walked towards his war horse.

"Hey, a few days of maternity leave, okay?" the dryer wailed behind him.

"Ask your wife to go!"

The dryer wanted to say something more, but a petite white hand had already grabbed his ear.

Amid the escalating screams of the dryer, Old G stepped onto his horse, spread out the map and looked at it, and said, "It's only now that we are almost to Tosdel, and at our speed, it is already early in the morning when we arrive in Paraven, what do you mean by that Emmons herald that we should rush to Paraven as quickly as possible? Also, he said that there is something very important in his hands, what will it be?"

The dragon rubbed his troubled cheeks and said, "How do I know this, that Uncle F is enough to be tricky, and only gave us a letter, saying that Emmons asked him to pass it on, and I don't know if it's true or not—we haven't seen Emmons's writing." The letter is also vague, only saying that the stables under the city of Paravon must not rest for a moment as fast as possible, otherwise it will destroy your most important things, which is obviously a deliberate drain of our physical strength. But he took your death hole again, and would rather believe it than believe it. The most important thing, I don't know what that madman Emmons would do. ”

Old G slowly rolled up the map and asked in a low voice, "Did you really see Shirley?"

The dragon pouted: "Yes...... Anyway, you've asked me more than 200 times along the way, didn't Lao Luo and Mei Xiaoniu tell you a long time ago...... Anyway, that girl is really heavy, and my back still hurts when I step on it......"

Old G glanced at him and said, "Do you think it's possible that Emmons is blackmailing me with Shirley?"

Long thought for a while: "I think it's unlikely, that girl's kung fu is really good, just with Emmons, a hundred is not her opponent, if it is said that the two of them cooperate to deceive you, you don't need to worry, Shirley Na Niu hates you so much, it is impossible to commit suicide to make you feel guilty for the rest of your life, right?"

Old G suddenly shuddered: "Suicide? Make me feel guilty for the rest of my life? Don't say it, it's really possible...... No, I'll go first, Longxi is pregnant, it's inconvenient to run down, you and the dryer take your time, send her to the front first, Ilia is stationed there now, I'll talk to her and let her take care of it. Then you wait until you roar, leave the army alone, and come directly to Parabun to help me. ”

After speaking, Lao G raised his horsewhip.

The dragon grabbed the bridle of the old G war horse again and said, "So urgent?

Old G's sweat dripped down his cheeks: "You don't know Shirley's character...... She can really do it. And Emmons, who knows my strength, and if he sets a trap there, there will definitely be a great master, maybe their high priest...... It's a pity that Old Law and Melva are not here, and Peter and Bob are also quite far away, otherwise...... Forget it, after you deal with things, you can find whoever you can find, and come to help immediately, I'm not sure I'm still alive when it's late. Got it?"

After speaking, Lao G whipped the horse's ass fiercely, and the war horse broke free from the dragon's hand with a tilt of his head, raised a path of smoke and dust, and disappeared straight in the direction of going to Paravon.

My anxiety grew stronger and stronger, to the point where I felt like a thorn in my back, as if the heavens and the earth would soon collapse and the world would be destroyed, a state of urgency and crisis before death.

I've never felt so anxious, I've only had a similar state when Ye Xiu died, but it's far less intense, I feel that even though I've tried hard to discern it, I'm still being calculated, and the process of calculation is completely happening in places I can't see.

It's a dangerous thing to do, as if someone has locked you with a crossbow arrow and you don't know where the arrow is coming from.

All I can vaguely guess is that it must have something to do with the Palavan Covenant.

"It's a big deal, these more than 1,400 people are all buried there. I gritted my teeth, "But as long as I can find out the traitor who lurks so deeply, it's all worth it." The knife in the shadows can't sleep if you don't come out. ”

I looked at the night, it was already very deep, and the bright starlight slowly fell silent in the sound of insects chirping in all directions.

In the distance, under the horizon, a faint glimmer of sparkling light can be seen, and there, is Parabun.

And where we're going, less than two miles away on the eastern outskirts of Parabun.

I released the night owl first, and when it flew back, I saw that the area was just outside the Palauven lights, making it a great place to meet. At the head of the city of Paraven, there were about 5,000 Rhodok soldiers patrolling back and forth, and there were about 2,000 scouts within the range of the lights outside the city, and most of the buildings in the city had been burned down by me at that time, and now a whole simple wooden house was erected for those refugees to live in, and the Rhodok army set up tents in the square, judging from the size of the tent group, there should be more than 10,000 people.

As for the darkness beyond the Paravon light, there was only a small group near the stables, and it seemed that someone was waiting for me, who should have come to meet me.

In addition, it is very strange that there is not even a sizable army or scout in the dark area.

No way, the Rhodoks would not be so careless, after all, this is the capital of their enemy country, a city they have dreamed of conquering for two hundred years.

If it's too calm, there must be something weird.

I told the brethren to stop where they were, intending to observe them any longer, but just as the night owl flew back for the second time, I noticed that about a dozen miles behind us, a fast horse was running madly towards us, because it was too far away to see the horseman's face, and only an elongated line of smoke could be seen, which stood out even in the meadow at night.

A knight, only one man, and what is he running so recklessly?

My heart suddenly jumped violently, and a terrible premonition flashed through my mind. I was going to ask Tydamir to take someone to see it, when another golden eagle fell overhead.

It was the golden eagle I had contacted with the Eagle of Allah before, and the golden eagle had a hastily written note tied to its leg, which read: I see you, come quickly. There was no one else near the stables.

This is the tone of the pearl light Alva again.

I thought about it, and felt that the weirdness in it was getting heavier and heavier, and I couldn't believe it anymore based on these notes alone, who knows who wrote them. But there is no doubt about the above content, the person who wants me to come here, whether it is Lao G or who, he is already watching me now, if I step back at this time, it will be too inferior, and I will look down on myself.

I thought about it, glanced back at Tello, who was already faintly breathing on the stretcher, and said to Tedamir: "There is a man coming from behind, you take the brothers to see who it is, remember, don't start a big conflict, our position is very sensitive, I don't want to invite Rhodoks." Dispel it...... If you find him too strong to be dispersed by the brethren, then go to Emirin and join the great army, and leave me alone. ”

Tedamir didn't seem to understand, and after a while, he looked nervous and suspicious: "General, are you trying to break us off?"

I shook my head: "The plan has changed, our whereabouts should have been exposed, and it is very likely that the reason why we came to Parabun was the result of a conspiracy. I can't let you go on an adventure with me, it's too much of a loss. You are all veterans who have experienced life and death, and I can't afford to lose any of them. Don't worry, I have a unicorn, and it won't be a problem to escape, if it's really dangerous, I'll escape and go to Aimilin to join you. ”

Tedamir still stiffened his neck: "But, Paraven ......"

I waved my hand to stop him: "Parabun is not our goal, mobilizing the enemy's forces and creating enough momentum is our goal, and fighting Parabun is only one way to achieve this goal...... You're a good boy, and if I hadn't died this time, I'd have given you a future!"

With that, I turned my back, waved at them, and then urged the unicorn toward the stable miles away.

The unicorn struck a faint silvery-white meteor on the pitch-black grassland.

If I hadn't died this time, I would definitely be back!