The mountain and rock flood rolled down, and came straight to the team on this official road. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe torrent carrying a large number of dead branches and broken trees hit the giant trees on the mountainside from time to time, and with a few crisp clicks, a giant tree several people thick broke into two sections. Although this Sunset Pass is the westernmost part of Daqin, it is somewhat southern, and most of the trees on the mountain are rough and coarse, and they cannot be matured. Unlike Feixue Pass, the hundreds of thousands of years old pines, even in the event of an avalanche, rarely have this kind of continuous breaking.

It was like a loud rumbling sound like a galloping horse, and everyone on the sunset gate ten miles away was also in ear drums. As soon as Xu Ao ascended the city tower, he was stunned to see the torrent that seemed to have built a new city wall overnight: "I grass!"

Xi frowned, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with the vulgarity of this mountain boy.

Qin Lao still smiled, but he didn't look at the team in the distance.

Xu Ao hurried a few steps and threw himself on the battlements: "My grass, this is almost more spectacular than the tide of the Qiantang River." This Qiantang River tide is one of the few extremely magnificent scenery that Xu Ao, who was a nerd in his previous life, has ever seen. Facing the power generated by heaven and earth, apart from my grass, this high-achieving student in his previous life really couldn't think of a better interjection.

Xi didn't seem to be interested in this mountain doll full of grass, but Qin Lao, who was standing slightly behind, squinted his eyes and looked at it a few more times.

"Aren't you in a hurry, the Seventh Prince is going to die!" Xu Ao turned his head suddenly, looking at the old god with a little surprise.

Xi was like a trick, took out two wine glasses and a pot of old wine from his sleeve, filled them for Qin Lao and himself, and took a sip, regardless of whether the seventh prince outside the city was in danger. There are quite a few postures that are not afraid of the powerful. Xu Ao scolded secretly in his heart and pretended to be forced. But he didn't bother to look at the appearance of the wine saint fairy in the evening, so he turned his head again, hey, in the past half month, there is finally something interesting.

The team under the mountain, led by the monster-like man in front, rode their horses and galloped. The man at the back of the palace also got into the carriage of the seventh prince, took the reins from the coachman's hand, whistled, and snapped a golden silk horsewhip. The two horses pulling the cart spread their hooves and galloped wildly, these two horses pulling the cart were originally good horses that Dayan paid tribute to the Zhou family, and were later rewarded by the Zhou family to the King of Qin, but somehow they fell into the hands of the seventh prince. Although he dragged a heavy carriage, he still did not ruin the demeanor of the good horse, and gradually left those cavalry behind.

The old man, who was supposed to be in the middle of the line and served around the carriage, was replaced by the last finale of the line. The two big sleeves puffed up a strong wind, and the rain in the flat ground was pressed into a wall of water, and I saw that the wall of water hit the torrent. The mist rises from the place of impact. The sound of war drums like a god shook the mouth and nose of the fleeing cavalry. The weaker one was even more shaky and almost fell off his horse.

It was the civil and military who went out of the city to greet him that he came to his senses. Regardless of whether he had the strength to resist the torrent, he rushed towards the team of the Seven Princes. The neighing of the horses mingled with the sound of the crash, and it was impossible to hear what the crowd was shouting. If the seventh prince dies here, I am afraid that these people and the nine clans will not be able to pay for their sins. They can't help but be unsatisfied.

The people and horses who went out of the city to greet them were in a mess, and they blocked this official road that could be ridden by ten people. Liang Duwei looked back and scolded rubbish. Immediately, he stopped caring about the people behind him, turned on his back, stepped on the ground with one foot, and jumped towards the carriage of the seventh prince with an oil umbrella.

Get out of the way! The sound of the man driving the car was like a bell, and the rolling waves of air rushed straight towards Liang Duwei. Liang Duwei was born in a family, and he likes to read, drink, and beauties, but it does not mean that his martial arts attainments are lost, but because he has a thin Zhou bloodline, although he does not practice hard, he is not inferior to ordinary first-class masters. The head of the swordsmanship at home once said that when he stepped into the ranks of the masters of this product, he could also rank in the top 1,000 in the world. Therefore, Liang Duwei did not retreat, but used the umbrella as a sword to pierce the sound wall. The man who was driving the car narrowed his eyes, and the golden silk whip in his hand came out of the hole like a spiritual snake, and rolled towards the oil umbrella in Liang Duwei's hand. Liang Duwei was on horseback a little, and he stepped back, and the oil umbrella in his hand was at the tip of the whip, so that the long whip of the chariot man returned in vain. I saw the man driving the car swing a whip again, but it was wrapped towards Liang Duwei's feet. Liang Duwei stepped back again, but unexpectedly, the whip used dark energy, the first gravity path has not ended, and the second gravity path has arrived, only to see the whip snap, smashing the corners of Liang Duwei's clothes. Liang Duwei changed his color, since he was born, no one dared to be so rude to him. Just when Liang Duwei jumped up with his strength, ready to fight again with the chauffeur, the seventh prince, who had been silent, finally spoke: "Two stop!" So the chauffeur withdrew the long whip, Liang Duwei fell next to the chauffeur, bowed to the chariot curtain and said: "Please also ask Your Highness for forgiveness." ”

At this time, at the end of the team, Lao Dao had summoned up his strength for the seventh time and turned into a wall of gas and collided with the torrent, and the torrent, which had been indomitable, finally eased down. But the old way was sweating profusely, and he was completely no longer the peerless master he had before. Presumably it won't last long.

Outside the city, this rabbit is fighting and fighting against the torrent, and Xu Ao, who watched it, sighed a few times. Xi raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and when the sleeves were put down, the wine bottle and glass had disappeared: "I can't die"

Qin Lao smiled and nodded: "I can't die"

Xu Ao looked back at these inexplicable two people, how could he feel that they seemed to wish for the death of the seventh prince, shouldn't they be loyal to the Qin family?

Xi glanced at Xu Ao, who looked confused, but didn't bother to explain. With a slight leap, he floated down from the castle tower and returned to the city.

Qin Lao nodded at the six or seven-year-old child, and also walked slowly down the steps.

Xu Ao shrugged his shoulders, they are all masters, and they all love to play dumb riddles.

I saw a team riding horses in the distance, and the leading black man and the yellow-skinned coachman picked aside the civil and military forces blocking the road from time to time. Angered, the black man slapped the man away with his axe, ignoring whether the huge axe would shatter the man's bones.

The old road behind the palace finally couldn't bear the surging torrent anymore, and was knocked away by the invisible energy generated by the collision. A mouthful of blood sprayed on the horse, and with a whip, the war horse, which had already been unable to bear it, spread its hooves and galloped along the official road.

As soon as the congested Wenwu saw that the Seventh Prince had escaped, he followed the Seventh Prince's carriage towards the city gate.

The weaker servant girl ran at the end, and saw that she was about to be swallowed up by the flood, and the old man, who was vomiting blood immediately, put his arms around the handmaid's slender waist and put it on the horse's back, and finally saved her life.

The raging flood rushed all the way to Sunset Pass, but it was constantly diverted by the underground dark river set up on both sides of the official road, and finally stopped completely one mile from the city. The trunks and rocks brought by the torrent blocked a wide official road.

Xu Ao on the city tower was fascinated by it.

The seven princes finally entered the city safely.