Early in the morning of the third day, five hundred Florentine paladins, each on a horse, led by a horse carrying dry rations and supplies, set out for the Vatican.

The horses were laden with wooden barrels of holy water.

In order not to delay the treatment of the people of Florence, Jiang Lu rushed to the system overnight last night, and finally prepared everything before sunrise.

The Vatican is located southwest of Rome, about three hundred kilometers from Florence.

Theoretically, it would only take a dozen hours to reach full speed, but due to the large number of people he had brought with him, Giovanni calculated the time to rest for the horses, and it was expected that it would take a day, a night, or even noon the next day.

Jiang Lu didn't know how to ride a horse, so he was sitting in a specially made carriage at the moment, enjoying the top treatment.

The three brothers riding in front of them looked back from time to time, looked at the carriage, and sighed.

"It's a different treatment." The blind box grinned.

Sitting in the saddle for long periods of time made his hips, inner thighs, and calves ache from the grind of his hips, inner thighs, and calves.

Classical music and sword-wielding people are no better.

"Bear with me."

They smiled wryly.

But the blind box still said a little unwillingly: "I also want to ride in a carriage with Jiang Bao like them, it's too painful to ride a horse." ”

The sword-wielder shook his head: "The carriage is so big, how can it seat so many people?" ”

"Yes." Classical music echoed: "And they are girls, what do you compare to them?" ”

"That's right." The blind box sighed.

On the other hand, Giovanni rode on horseback with his head held high, and his aristocratic temperament was just right for him.

He began to chat with a few people to pass the time: "You don't seem to ride horses very often. ”

"Yes." The sword-wielder nodded, "It's a bit tough for us. ”

"And how did you come all the way from afar?" Giovanni asked curiously.

Jiang Lu had already confessed to them, so they knew what to say.

"We came on our own legs." Classical music replied.

Giovanni was a little surprised, and then said admiringly: "It's really amazing, Teacher Jiang Luo can get the favor of God to become the pope, it is indeed deserved, this tenacity and perseverance alone are beyond the reach of ordinary people." ”

“？” The blind box wants to complain, but it's better to think about it.

Obviously, we are the Liver Emperor of the Eight Classics, Jiang Bao is obviously playing private clothes!

Jiang Lu, on the other hand, was sitting in a closed wooden carriage at this time, hugging the light red window to watch the scenery.

The three of them drank wine and ate special delicacies, purely using the holy war as an outing.

"When I knock down the Vatican, I will change the name to Qing Island."

Jiang Lu spoke Qilu dialect, broke open a clam and took a sip, and then continued:

"When the time comes, everyone will come to Qingdao, and I will invite everyone to have beer and eat gala."

The two girls giggled.

The red window nodded Jiang Lu's forehead: "How can you speak any dialect?" ”

"You want to learn?" Jiang Lu looked at her: "I'll teach you." ”

"I don't learn this, is there one that is more temperamental and colder?" Red Window asked.

"Yes, Cantonese is quite suitable." Jiang Lu put down the food in his hand and brewed for a while: "Muzuizi, the Yan family is rich." ”

Qingying listened to Jiang Lu's gentle and tactful tone, and felt that it was indeed nice and temperamental, so she asked curiously: "What do you mean, do you wish people great wealth?" ”

"It's not." Jiang Lu replied: "It means: stupid, I wish your whole family to die in the coffin, and you can use it when you scold." ”

"Uh" The corners of the red window's mouth twitched: "Is there a normal point?" ”

"That's not going to happen, I'm only learning what works." Jiang Lu shook his head confidently.

The two suddenly fell silent.

"Speaking of which." Jiang Lu looked left and right and changed the topic: "Do you think this carriage is very bumpy?" ”

"It's kind of a bit." The red window poked his head out and looked at the road underground: "After all, it's sand, gravel and mud, and the wheels are still wooden, so there's no way." ”

"No, no, no, I'm not saying it's a bad bump."

Jiang Lu asked on a whim: "I mean, do you want to play a game?" ”

"What game?" Qingying has always been very interested in Jiang Lu's whimsy, and responded as soon as possible.

Jiang Lu patted his thigh: "I'll take you on a bumper car." ”

“？”

Not long after, the driver suddenly heard a strange collision sound from the carriage behind him, as if something had hit the roof of the car.

He quickly turned around and asked, "Your Excellency, are you alright?" ”

The coachman soon heard Jiang Lu's reply with a smile: "It's okay, you drive your car, don't worry about us." ”

"Okay."

The three brothers, not far from the carriage, also heard a strange noise, and when the coachman had been dismissed, they looked at each other, tightened the reins, slowed down the horses under them, and came to the carriage and knocked on the window.

"Who?" A little hurried voice came from the light shadow.

"Me." The sword-wielder asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

The window was opened, but for some reason, before they could see the inside of the carriage, the light shadow directly leaned out and blocked the window firmly.

"What is this for? It's dangerous. Classical music reminded.

"It's okay, it's too stuffy in the car, I'm breathing." The light shadow struggled to squeeze out a smile.

"It's stuffy in the car?" The blind box's eyes lit up: "Why don't you come out and ride a horse for a while?" Change me to sit in? ”

"No, no." Qingying hurriedly waved his hand, and said unscrupulously because he was too nervous: "We are riding." ”

"Huh?"

"No, I mean." The light shadow swallowed and looked left and right in embarrassment: "Ah! I mean, our carriage has four horses pulling, which is equivalent to riding. ”

Blind Box narrowed his eyes: "Does this have any conflict with letting me in and sitting?" ”

"No, at least not yet." The knuckles of the fingers that the light shadow was holding on to the window were slightly white, as if it had used a lot of force.

"What do you mean?" Classical music frowned, and knocked on the trunk again: "Are you all still there?" ”

But who knew that when he knocked like this, the carriage shook lightly again, which was like the last straw that crushed the camel, and the light shadow suddenly turned white, and the whole person softened, almost falling out of the window.

Fortunately, Jiang Lu was quick and pulled her back.

Then, the three of them didn't see what was going on, and the red window came up instead of the light shadow.

"Uh" Red Window explained awkwardly: "The road is too bumpy, she has some motion sickness, so she needs to breathe." ”

"Then she was okay just now, right?" The sword-wielder asked worriedly.

Before the red window could speak, Jiang Lu, who had not shown up for a long time, replied: "Ah, it's okay, maybe the weather is a little hot and the heat stroke and motion sickness are two in one, just take a rest." ”

"That's good." Classical music was relieved when he heard this.

Only the blind box is not very happy.

"If you get motion sickness, you can't change me in, it's a pity."

"That's it." The state of the red window is also getting more and more sluggish, the two eyebrows are curved and inverted, the lips are gently pursed, and the fingers are also firmly on the window frame.

Seeing this familiar scene, the sword-wielder took a deep breath: "You won't get motion sickness, will you?" ”

"Uh-huh, quick. Almost motion sickness. ”

Classical music persuaded distressedly: "Then don't look out, you are now equivalent to moving horizontally, you will be more dizzy, you go back and sit upright." ”

"Uh-huh." Red Window nodded in a trance.

At this time, Jiang Lu said: "Tell me when you are about to faint, I will settle the light shadow first, and then I will take care of you." ”

However, before he could finish his sentence, the red window opened his mouth wide and shouted:

"It's coming, I'm getting motion sickness!"

Immediately after the red window went in again, Jiang Lu poked his head out again.

"You also get motion sickness?" The sword-wielder asked, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I'm not dizzy." Jiang Lu showed an innocent smile: "I just want to talk to you." ”

"Stop talking." Classical music said anxiously: "You should go and take care of them." ”

"Ah, I thought you were bored and wanted to talk to me." Jiang Lu said regretfully.

"Now is not the time to chat!"

"Okay, okay."

So Jiang Lu retracted his head and closed the window.

Classical music seemed a little uneasy, and knocked on the window again: "You have to be careful, motion sickness can be very serious." ”

"Got it, don't worry, I'm a man who can even beat the Black Death."

Hearing Jiang Lu's firm and confident words, the three of them were also a little relieved, and rode forward again.

The sword-wielder was a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect them to get motion sickness." ”

Classical music has already taken out his own small notebook and memorized the knowledge points that the two of them will get motion sickness.

And the blind box was surprised: "But it's really interesting, and you can know in advance when you will get motion sickness." ”

"People have different physiques." Classical music replied.

"That's right." The sword-wielder nodded, and said with some heaviness: "The road to the Vatican is not easy to walk, it has only been a long time since I got motion sickness, and there are still more than ten hours behind." ”

The trio, who were discussing how to take care of the two girls as much as possible on the rest of the journey, didn't notice that a gaze was secretly watching them.

Giovanni witnessed the whole process.

He seemed to be familiar with the picture just now, and almost instantaneously guessed what he and his two fiancées were doing by relying on his unique friendship with Jiang Lu.

"It's art!"

Giovanni whispered but energized with power: "And the three of you have sublimated this art into an epic!" ”

Talking to himself, he looked at the carriage again, and his eyes sparkled with a burning fire:

"Teacher Jiang Luo, I don't want to surpass you anymore, I just want to know now, where is your limit?!"

Just as the sympathy between the strong will bring a tacit understanding across time and space, at the same time, Jiang Lu is actually saying the same thing.

"Come on, let me see where your limits are? Bumper car deformation! Super Wings, Radius Accelerates! ”

Chapter 2 Afternoon or Evening More,I feel that the state is a little wrong after the yang.,Writing more than a thousand words, I don't feel like I have the kind of big scene I want.,It's come to this.,Let's go to bed first.,Just adjust the biological clock.

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