Take a peek and know the leopard, and fall a leaf and know the autumn.

If you know the future, you can't ignore it.

Guo Jing received a rare cold reception, even if Genghis Khan was a very large man, and he did not give Guo Jing a cold eye because another Guo Jing stuck to Xiangyang and brought huge casualties to the Mongol army, but other Mongols did not think so.

The cold words gradually increased.

Even Jebe, the archer, was secretly ridiculed by many people.

It is said that he taught a traitorous apprentice.

Even in modern times, cold violence and cyber violence are extremely terrible, people who are subjected to cold violence and cyber violence will deny themselves, even if they are right, when everyone in the world thinks that the planet is square, not round, and the person who proposes the theory that the planet is a circle will definitely be punished as a heretic and executed.

This is the triumph of error over right.

It can be regarded as the triumph of ignorance over civilization.

Guo Jing is just an eighteen-year-old child.

How can you resist the accusations of everyone around you?

The mother's approval, the encouragement of the six masters, the vigorous praise of Ma Yu, the head of the Quanzhen Sect, Torrey's questioning, Hua Zheng's admiration and the future ending of going to the Western Regions alone, Master Jebe's sigh, and Genghis Khan's calm but more unpredictable attitude, these pressures fully inspired the eighteen-year-old boy to be afraid and confused about the future at this moment, and made Guo Jing subconsciously choose to escape.

He knows that his future self is a hero.

But he didn't know if it was the real him.

What will he do?

Is it to become the hero praised by 10,000 people, stationed in Xiangyang all his life, until the city of Xiangyang is broken, no matter how hard the stone is, it will be broken by the water, the Southern Song Dynasty will be destroyed, the people have not lived a good life because of his persistence, and his persistence has not changed anything, although he has fulfilled the wishes of the six masters, but he has also lost his mother forever?

Or give up that future, to become a new self, he doesn't want to lose his mother, he doesn't want to displace tens of millions of people, if these things need to pay his dignity and reputation to get, he is willing to give everything he has, just to reduce the war?

It's a hard, hard choice.

It's not your average difficulty.

Not to mention the eighteen-year-old Guo Jing, even if he asked Guo Jing, the hero who was stationed in Xiangyang City at the moment, he could only give an answer that he thought was correct, and he could not guarantee that the answer would be absolutely correct.

Guo Jing chose to escape.

Choose not to think.

Actually, it was the right decision.

In a person's life, there are some questions that are destined not to be answered, and there are other questions that can be answered, but they cannot be understood until a certain age.

Ride your own little red horse.

Guo Jing went to see the white eagle alone.

Unexpectedly, at the bottom of the cliff, he unexpectedly saw Hua Zheng, who also came here to relax, and the sworn brother Torre, who accompanied Hua Zheng.

I have a big headache.

I'm too embarrassed to go.

Hua Zheng's eyes were red when he cried, because Guo Jing was not very enlightened about feelings, and he also knew who the person who made Hua Zheng cry.

Looking at the sky, the white eagle spreads its wings and soars.

Guo Jing sighed physically and mentally exhausted.

However, when he saw one of the white eagles suddenly fly away and hover in another place, he guessed what had happened.

I didn't go to explain to Hua Zheng.

He really didn't know how to explain it.

Turn over the horse, rein in the horse, and turn the horse's head.

Immediately, a clip of the horse's belly galloped away.

Torrey, who had a cold face on the side, also turned over to the horse angrily, glanced at the white eagle in the sky, and then put his eyes on his sister: "Sister, don't cry, wait for my brother to catch Guo Jing's bastard back!" ”

As he spoke, he flicked his horsewhip.

The horse's hooves trample through the freshly sprouted grass.

chased after Guo Jing, who had just ridden away.

Lin Chao resigned and went to Guo Jing's side.

Guo Jing rushed to Lin Chaoci's side.

This is a standard two-car encounter problem.

It's just that not only Lin Chaoci is riding a good horse under his crotch, but the little red horse he is riding under Guo Jing's crotch is also a sweaty BMW, Mongolian horses are famous for their endurance, and their speed, whether it is a small red horse or a big black horse, can get rid of Torrey, so even if Torre is very angry, he can only follow Guo Jing's ass and eat ashes, watching Guo Jing turn into a small black spot.

"Xiaobai, stop!"

Before Guo Jingren arrived, the voice arrived first.

He had seen white eagles hunting.

That one dives, so fast that he can't react, if it's an animal, forget it, if it's a human, don't hurt it.

The white eagle hovering in the sky is also very spiritual.

Hearing Guo Jing's shout, he also lowered his height.

glided and swooped towards Guo Jing.

Keep your distance.

When you are about to hit it, you brake sharply.

Flamming his wings, he landed on Guo Jing's shoulder.

Sharp claws pierced the cotton garment.

Fortunately, Guo Jing wore a thicker dress.

I didn't get scratched by a claw and bleed.

Raising his other hand and comforting the white eagle standing on his shoulder, the little red horse continued to walk, that is, two or three breaths, Guo Jing saw the person who was targeted by the white eagle, stretched out his hand apologetically, and got straight to the point: "I'm sorry, Xiaobai, it didn't mean to attack you, but you rashly broke into its sight and aroused its curiosity, so it flew above your head for a while." ”

Lin Chaoci also stretched out his hand.

Very polite, said with a smile: "It's okay, it didn't hurt my ability, it flew high, and it could see far away, which is normal, oh, by the way, my name is Lin Chaoci, I don't know your friend's surname, and this handsome white eagle is also raised by your friend?" ”

Here's what the words say.

But to be honest, there aren't many of them.

The polite ingredient accounts for 90 percent.

The person who can make the white eagle so close, except for Guo Jing, there is only Hua Zheng, Hua Zheng is a girl, and his position almost coincides with the red dot, this young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, square face, simple and honest in front of him, is not Guo Jing, who else can it be?

It's just that the two are meeting for the first time after all.

Kind concealment, just better politeness.

Guo Jing didn't think about it so much, and he didn't know that Lin Chaoci already knew who he was, and he was a bit cultured, so he didn't make the joke of "White Emperor City" in Xue Pan's mouth before, he touched the back of his head with a smile, and there was a little unconfidence in his tone, and he introduced himself:

"My name is Guo Jing."

"Hello Brother Lin."

"Your name is so nice."

"Xiaobai is not raised by me, its parents were besieged by a group of black eagles, and because of this, I formed a fate with Xiaobai and their family, and I often went to see them, and I gradually got acquainted."

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Chaoci.

His gaze mainly stayed on the stringless longbow hanging from Lin Chaoci's saddle.

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't want to ask.

But when he saw the angry Torre running towards him, because he didn't want to face Torrey, he had no choice but to say to Lin Chaoci presumptuously: "Oh, by the way, Brother Lin, I see that you don't have strings on your bow, and the material of your bow is also like gold and jade, is there any origin?" ”

"You say it?"

Lin Chaoci patted the jewel-like longbow.

I saw Torre catching up.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it: "It has a very nice name—the poem of the last sigh, a bow and arrow as beautiful as a poet's instrument, and the arrows that are released pierce the heart like a sigh, and as for its bowstring, there must be one, but it will only have a bowstring when it falls into the hands of its acknowledged master, and it is not in normal conditions, and it is probably like that." ”

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