Chapter 43: Like a Dream

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His speed was fast, and his true qi was running in his body, driving his body to be light like flying feathers.

Two days later.

The slanting sun was drunk with the light of the coming to an end, sprinkled on the tips of the grass, sprinkled on the treetops, sprinkled in the wind. Silent and beautiful.

In this undulating field, there is a lonely wind.

He lightly jumped onto a large tree beside the official road and raised his eyes to look into the distance.

A piece of animal skin was wrapped around his waist to cover his shame.

There are car shops, richly decorated carriages and horses, and many richly decorated carriages, stretching out in a long line, slowly moving on the road.

At the beginning was a luxurious chariot pulled by eight extraordinary horses, gold and jade jewels adorned on it, and the purple and bright yellow curtains covered the faces of the people inside.

This line of people, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands!

Accompanying the car was a group of officers and soldiers in fresh clothes and angry horses, with bright armor and cold blades, neatly lined up, walking in unison, obviously an army that had experienced a hundred battles and was strictly trained.

Led by a young general dressed in general's armor, with a strong figure but a handsome face, he has a Ming Huang waist card made of iron grinding hanging from his waist, the Royal Forest Army!

Who was on the carriage? It was escorted by 3,000 of the most elite Imperial Guards!

Where will they go?

Why they are in the wilderness of this rolling mountain?

Liu Yun in the canopy frowned, he didn't know if it was appropriate for his idea just now to happen to this group of people.

But he got out of the tree anyway and walked towards the group.

People who cultivate the true Dao don't have to worry about that much, because the ultimate goal of their cultivation is just to have a good time. If you take care of it too much, it will cause instability in your Dao heart.

The young general at the head finally discovered his small spot that was slowly moving on the wasteland, although the light and shadow in the tree gaps were intertwined, although his figure appeared and disappeared between the tree gaps.

The youngster raised his hand backwards and motioned for the team behind him to stop.

There was a herald, who took out the flag in his hand and waved it according to the gesture of the young general.

The sergeant stopped neatly, without a single noise, quietly, stopped there, how disciplined!

As soon as he clamped the belly of the horse, the war horse under him had galloped towards Liu Yun.

Liu Yun's beard had hung down to his waist, full of fluffy tufts, and even covered half of his cheeks.

His hair was haphazardly tied up with a straw vine, unkempt, and scattered on his shoulders, forehead and eyebrows.

Only wrapped around his waist a piece of animal skin, his upper body **.

Like a savage.

These are all secondary, the key is, the key is that behind his back, he is carrying a knife as huge as a door panel!

The young general looked at the big knife behind him, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, this man is definitely very strong! From his weapons, it can be seen that among the martial artists, the people who can use such huge weapons are all extremely strong people, because huge means heavy.

Vigilance, in an instant, he became vigilant.

He slammed the reins in front of Liu Yun, the war horse neighed, and raised his two front legs in a sigh, and the person stood up.

Liu Yun quietly watched the young general in front of him, waiting for his next move.

A round of sunset behind him, reflecting Liu Yun's figure, is a little lonely.

The horse's front hooves paused in the air for about a breath.

It's a demonstration, it's a threat.

The youngster shouted as if he had encountered this situation before: Who is in front of him? If you don't quickly avoid it, do you know who is escorting in the car?

Liu Yun glanced at the carriage in the distance and said, "I don't know."

There was a trace of sadness in the young general's eyes, and he still drank: That's Princess Ping'an! Quickly avoid it, otherwise, you will be arrested and regarded as a rebel who is trying to assassinate!

This kind of wasteland, such a strange person, his heart was greatly vigilated, so he said such almost arrogant words.

There was a hint of a smile in Liu Yun's eyes, this feeling was a little fresh, wasn't it?

He said, "Can you lend me a shirt?"

The young general was a little stunned when he heard such words, and he almost thought that he had heard it wrong.

This strange man, is he here to borrow clothes?

This made him feel extremely ridiculous in his heart, borrowing clothes from the Royal Guards?

His vigilance is increasing, if he really borrows clothes, it doesn't matter if he gives him a set, this man always makes him feel dangerous!

He looked at Liu Yun and said slowly: Do you really want to borrow clothes?

Liu Yun nodded lightly and looked at the young general with a smile.

When the dynasty was subordinate to the Qingming Dynasty. The saints are benevolent, the people live in peace, and the army is strict.

The imperial court is very good to the people, although this kind of grass people ask the Imperial Forest Army for clothes, although it has never happened, but, in the face of such a strange man, the young general chose to accept Liu Yun's request, in this way, this strange man may leave.

He didn't want to clash with Liu Yun, even if he had a thousand troops, if he wanted to kill a warrior who could use such a heavy weapon, he would probably have to pay dozens of lives.

He said, "Stand here and don't move, I'll go and get you a set of clothes."

Liu Yun really didn't move, he watched the young general ride back to the team.

The young general first explained the situation to the people in the carriage, and after getting permission, he took a dark brocade robe and returned to Liu Yun.

Throwing the brocade robe into Liu Yun's hands, he said: Now, you still don't avoid it?

Liu Yun took the brocade robe, and a smile appeared in his eyes, this group of sergeants is good, he is actually just here to try his luck, but he didn't expect it to really be as he wished.

He turned, already taking a step.

The wind blew through his tousled hair, lifting them backwards.

But with a hand, she suddenly opened the curtain of the carriage, and she turned her head to look at Liu Yun.

As if sensing something, Liu Yun also turned his head, looked at the carriage, and looked at the woman who turned her head to look at him.

His pupils shrank suddenly!

How is this possible?

Is it her? Could it be her? Could it be her?

His eyes glistened with pain and confusion.

If it wasn't her, why did she let the woman in the carriage appear in front of her?

It's not her, why should she be so similar, whether it's face or demeanor. Whether it's temperament or look.

He almost suspected that many of the young women who had died in his arms had been resurrected!

How can there be two people so similar in this world?

He turned his head, gritted his teeth, and strode forward.

The woman lowered the curtains, and the strange man just now gave him a very familiar feeling.

After leaving the last touch of gold, the remnant sun sank into the farthest part of the sky, and his figure seemed to be embedded, which fell into the remnant sun of the West Mountain.

The same unwillingness, the same helplessness, the same loneliness.

The soft touch of the grass tips, the treetops are confused in the light and shadow, the wind, beating silently, in the silence, there is a trace of throbbing.

Back to the mountain. He really wants to go back to the mountain now, see the master and the mother, and see the brothers.

He only discovered this official way today.

On both sides of the official road, there are layers of wild grass and trees that seem to have no end.

It's been two days, and he's been running wildly for two days, and he's walked at least five hundred miles before he finds such an official road.

The official road means people, but he plunged headlong into the bottomless jungle.

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