Chapter 218:

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The South China Sea, Longnan, Longxi, Jianghuai, etc. have traveled all the way through the four provinces. Countless people who are walking on the road in the field have seen a black horse in black clothes, rolling up the dust, and passing by.
Six days later, the nearest Jianghuai Road from Dijing.
night.
A fast horse rided past the official road like electricity, and the green trees on the side of the road were connected into a blur of light and shadow. Immediately, the knight was covered with dust and could not distinguish the color, and the lips were scorched and covered with a layer of dark gray , Riding on the horse's posture was crumbling, to avoid exhaustion, the man wrapped the reins around his wrist, so that his wrists were swollen and purple and swollen because of the tightness.
Not far ahead, it crossed the Jianghuai territory, and further forward, it was Dijing.
Immediately, the man took a long breath, venting the infinite exhaustion that had accumulated in his bones slightly, but the horse's momentum was not reduced, and he ran away into the darkness.
In front of them, some figures suddenly appeared like ghosts, lined up at the crossing.
The rein was pulled fiercely, the horse raised his hiss, and he was kicked by flying hoofs in mid-air.
"Step aside."
Immediately the person's voice was almost indistinct, but the tone was decisive and unchangeable.
The people in front were silent, stopped still, and reef-like silent and firm.
Immediately after only two words, the person coughed gently. She lifted her eyes slightly, and the misty eyes under the dim moonlight were covered with bloodshot eyes.
Raising the long whip slowly, clenching his teeth to resist the uncontrollable shaking of the arm brought by this action, Feng Zhiwei said nothing, expressing his unshakable action with action.
No one moves, no one speaks. Obviously, the other party is also very determined-you have to go over and step on us.
Feng Zhi sneered slightly, the flat long whip fell suddenly.
"Recovery Law" sighed.
The horse burst, his muscles were agitating, and his hoofs were suddenly lifted like electricity, drawing a black line and puncturing towards the crowd!
"Retreat!"
With a whisper, more than a dozen people trained to step back, forming a semicircle.
"spread!"
The silver light flickered, like the moonlight falling from the sky, everyone raised their hands in an instant!
An overwhelming silver giant net, shimmering with dazzling water light straight down, instantly took Feng Zhiwei even the horse in the net.
"Huh..."
Almost at the same time when the net fell, Feng Zhiwei sneered at the horse, and just after the word "spread" was just exited, he suddenly pulled out the knife that was already in his arms.
She fell across the net, white light flashed over the giant net and burst, she rushed out, and was instantly outside the net.
She rushed out of the net and neither angered nor expressed her luck. She did not even return her head, nor did she look at all the people who had stopped her, and walked forward with a knife on the ground.
She stumbled as soon as she hit the ground, and she seemed to have broken her bones in the day before. At this time, she was so painful and crazy that she fell into the lip.
Her lower lip was bitten, but her pace was not slow. She limped and dragged her knife, and continued in that direction in a weird but still fast gesture.
At this moment, all the ideas are left to "return to Beijing quickly." Although thousands of people go, it is unstoppable.
I can't stop my horse, I can't stop my people, the horse is stopped, I still have legs!
The people who stopped the horse, holding the net buckle in their hands, forgot all the movements, looked back staring at the struggling woman, seeing her covered with gray and woe, looking at her lips and blood, looking at her crooked support With his body in a ridiculous but weird posture, he struggled on foot.
Look at her almost thin body, the unstoppable persistence and perseverance that broke out.
"Slap."
A man loosened the net button in his hand.
"Pappapap." More people let go and the giant net landed.
The leading man closed his eyes and sighed, biting his teeth for a while, and waved his hand.
The giant net was loosened, and some people passed by silently, untied the trapped horse, and brought it to Feng Zhiwei.
Feng Zhiwei stood still for a while, and a little crystal liquid spattered out of her eyes, flushing away the dust from her face, like a deep ditch.
The leader put her on the horse in silence, and placed fresh water sacs and dry food bags beside the horse.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.
Another sound of rapid horseshoes sounded, and Gu Nanyi, who had been keeping up with him, arrived now. He was also a little embarrassed. He always paid attention to clean and soft silk robes. The black and yellow pieces were already indistinguishable from color. The white yarn covering the face was also Turned into yellow yarn.
The man who saw the road saw him hurrying to give a gift, but he didn't look at it. He walked past Feng Zhiwei, grabbed her, stretched out his hand, and immediately ran off.
The people drowned in the rising smoke and watched their backs disappear into the depths of the horizon for a long time, and for a long time, the leader sighed and said, "Notify the brothers behind, don't stop."
"Yes."
"Notice always makes adults..." The man's tone was low, "The girl is determined that no one can change...please ask him to be prepared."
"Yes!"
The seventh day.
The smoke and dust swelled in front of the fast horseshoe, the end of the waves, and the majestic gate of the world's emperor Jing was about to be seen.
Turning around a low mountain, Feng Zhiwei knew that the gate of the people would appear at the end of the road. She exhaled for a long time, and she almost collapsed in Gu Nanyi's arms.
The potential of people is really endless. Three days ago, she felt that she would fall from the horse at any time. Now she is sitting on the horse in moderation, but she said that she was sitting on the horse.
Gu Nanyi is making an exception in this way-has not changed clothes, has not pushed her away.
They usually go on the road of half a month, they only spent seven days.
Summing up the last trace of strength, she urged the horse to move forward.
But the sound of flute sounded.
Qingyue's ethereal flute, lingering in the mountains, seemed to descend from the clouds, carrying this golden wind and jade open-air water and thin clouds, passing through the latitude and longitude of the wind, and the endless thoughts will be played desolately.
At first, the tune was light and gentle, and it gradually turned into a passion. Several thunderstorms flashed and rained, and suddenly turned into a turbulent autumn rain, low and lingering.