Sha Po Lang

The feather arrow resembled a meteor and straightened through twenty complex lines beneath the redhead iris, not into the back neck of the tiger.

The arrow had no idea how powerful it was. “Pfft” shot the big head of the tiger basin into a pair of pieces. After a loud noise, it fell on the ground, without a word, and died a clean fall.

Gu Zheng's fingers kept pulling the string again, directly onto the second arrow, his back against Yama's door turned an angle, almost without aiming, another arrow off the string, just throwing gold leaves on the viewing platform pillar.

The observation deck shouted and saw the arrow rubbing a foreigner's scalp, nailing his hat to a pillar, and the tailfeathers were still trembling.

The man fell from his chair in a panic.

Gu Zheng closed his long bow and the guard with the brass roar on his faceless mast said: "Hide your heart of evil and take it awaiting trial. ”

Until then, those who were crushed by the dead tiger returned to God and made a fine choke. The people who returned to God around them were appalled and hurried to shave him out.

And beneath the berm, a thin, blind figure passed through the crowd and got on a cruise ship not far from the lake.

Upon boarding the boat, he untied his turban. He was a black haired, black eyed foreigner who looked a little like a Nakahara. He was soon put into the boat and met someone who had been waiting for him.

It was a man between young and middle-aged, wearing a white shirt, a red robe with complex patterns on his back, a weird scepter standing aside, his dark brown curly hair hanging on his shoulders half a length, neatly combed, and a grand ring on his hands.

It was the apostle sent by the Pope.

Shorty, dark-haired foreigner, respectfully half-kneeling: "Your Eminence. ”

The bishop leaned forward slightly, indicating that he was listening.

“I'm afraid it turns out, as you might expect," Dark-haired Westerners, "Gu and his family have almost some symbolic significance for these Orientals, as long as the 'black crow' flies through the night sky, even in the face of a bigger crisis, the foolish people will be blindly appeased, like sheep who have found a shepherd dog - an unwarranted belief that is hard to understand, even if I think some of them can't even tell Gu's full name. ”

The bishop indulged in obscurity for a moment: "The ‘seed’ did not cause casualties. ”

“Almost no,” the blackhead lowered, “Ping Hou happened to be on the red head iris, the crowd seemed to have his interposed guard, I don't know if our people leaked the whereabouts, or if he himself had a supernatural sense of the emergency, as soon as we sprayed the seed, the black crow immediately reacted, Gu shot the 'seed’ from the red head iris and caught the 'seed man'. ”

The bishop leaned against the chair of the carved flowers, his fingers hanging over his lips and rubbing against his beard: "This is not his personal prestige, it is the accumulation of three generations. The Chinese plains blindly believed in these black crows, almost forming a faith in the family. ”

Dark hair: “The Church has long explored why there are loopholes in Oriental society, but folk can maintain a perforated peace, and I think that belief is one of the reasons. ”

The bishop stood up and took a few steps in the painting with his hands behind his back.

“This is our chance,” he muttered, “not a bad thing - I'm going to write to the Pope, and we can start the Lund program immediately. ”

At this time, the order under the Iridium had initially stabilized, and the Royal Forest Army quickly came to the rescue site. Gu Zheng glanced at the scene and saw that nothing was happening to him. He was ready to make a gesture and leave - his sight had become very blurred, his hearing was in decline, and the people around him were quiet.

Gu Xiao said to the Guardian of the Eagle: “I'm a little ahead of you. You follow the Fourth Royal Highness. If they want to go home, they can wait outside to send them back after a little peace. If you want to play on the red head, you can do more - I don't know if there will be any more performances later. ”

Changg asked, “Father, what about you? ”

Gu Zheng couldn't hear what he was saying at the moment. He just patted his shoulder and left in a hurry.

The thicker the rumble came from under their feet, and the redhead they sat on briefly landed on the berm. Gu Zheng and Shen Yi walked shoulder to shoulder. The nighttime cold frost was heavy. He copied the cape that Gu Zheng put aside. Just after catching up, he was stopped by the next eagle.

"" Your Highness, "said the eagle." The marshal is not wearing winter clothes in the capital. The soldiers are in a mess outside. Please don't leave your subordinates. ”

Suspicious sinuses soar in the long heel - why not wear them? To look at the board is obviously not because you are not afraid of the cold.

And the phrase "your eyes” shouted by Shen Yifang in a hurry also made him feel like his throat. Chang Gu couldn't help but think of Shen XVI who was “deaf and blind” back in town. Of course, Shen XVI's ears and eyes were inconvenienced mostly to fool around, but Chang Gu was sure that he really couldn't see things when Goose returned to town, just to confuse Xiu Ma and those barbarians who intended to infiltrate the northern frontier?

People are easily anxious when they think too much, and suddenly the anxiety rises in their hearts until the eagle returns them to the Hou Fu with due diligence.

After returning to his room, Changg couldn't sleep upside down. After sending out Lady Cao and Fatty Ge, he quietly wrapped his coat around him and ran to Gu Ying's house to wait.

Gu Zheng's house is very clean, with a kind of the characteristic luxury and neatness of a walker, there is no extra decoration. There are several books on the desk, one with an old turbine lamp, a word on the wall, the last book “inevitable” four words, it can be seen is Gu Zheng's handwriting.

With the exception of a brand-new fox joe hanging from the bedside, the tranquil bedroom is almost sour.

Changg waited for a while and fell asleep on the table unconsciously, soaking his chest and quickly dreaming.

In trance, Gu Zheng seemed to stand in front of him with his back behind him. The long body of the dream was unconstrained. He was a lot more aggressive than in reality. He graciously embraced the past from behind: “Father in law. ”

Gu turned back slowly, and there was nothing in his eyes. Two lines of blood and tears ran down his cheek: “Call me? ”

Chang Gu woke up screaming, and the cold wind caught in the door stirred a man walking in from the outside.

Gu Xiao didn't expect him to be in his room. He hurried back and hid the leaking door. "What are you doing here? ”

His voice was a little hoarse and his face was ugly.

The cold air hanging from his chest finally threw up heavily the moment he saw Gu Zheng. For a moment he could not tell, he had almost lost his ecstasy.

Gu Zheng stood holding the door frame for a moment, withstood a wave of dizziness and waved at Changg Gu with impatience: “Come and help me - I will take you to the palace tomorrow to worship the Emperor, I can't get up carefully. ”

Changg grabbed his elbow and helped him to the bed: "Father, what's wrong with you? ”

“On the way back, they dragged me to the North Camp and drank too much.” Gu Xiao's shoes didn't take off. He poured on his back to the bed. He had just taken his medicine, his head was buzzing and he was impotent. "Go back and rest. ”

Long eyebrows wrinkle - Gu Zheng does smell like alcohol, but it's not heavy, and he speaks clearly, how can he not look drunk?

Instead of asking him again, Gu Zheng had lost his voice, as if he was asleep with a pillow.

Changg had to remove his socks himself and pull the quilt over and wrap it around him. He always felt the chill and warmth on Gu Zheng's body. He burned the steam pot in the room and watched Gu Zheng's sleep quietly on the bed column.

“I'm not thinking nonsense.” He missed it three times, then, like a fearful little animal, approached Gu Xiao slightly, as if he wanted to smell the smell on him, but he couldn't help but hold his breath.

The next day, Changg felt that he had just closed his eyes and could not have had a complete nightmare. He was picked up and tortured for a while. Then he followed the commander-in-chief into the palace in a mentally distressed manner and gave his nominal brother, Emperor Long An, his worship year.

On the way, Gu Qiang said: “The Emperor shouldn't worry too much about you. When the Empress was alive, she was a little slutty with the concubine, but it was only the last generation, it had nothing to do with you... hiss, bad luck. ”

Chang Gu was distracted and looked up when he heard him whisper. He only saw Gu Zheng driving his luck towards a car.

Exactly the driver of the Protector Temple.

The Royal Family of Daliang believes in Buddhism, not even the ancestors of Gu Qianna's decision to slaughter. Especially since the prince of the new emperor, every time he gets empty, he must talk to the monks.

But the most annoying thing about Gu Lifetime is that it's not the Quartet that burns people, it's these bald heads.

Especially the bald donkey of the guardian temple lived there for a long time, didn't know what it meant to make a mouth job, grew a heartbroken crow mouth, asserting that Gu Xiuzhi would grow up in the future.

Tranquillity Hou has so far reluctantly infuriated the monks of the Patron Temple with his bare hands.

Li Feng, the Emperor of Long 'an, met him in close quarters and rushed over.

He was five large and three thick, almost as tall as the handsome, but three times as wide as the handsome. He was born with a pair of four inches long little feet, and took small steps, like a big leaf iron tree swaying in a wind, very nasty.

This person's last name is Zhu, he is called to pray to his father in person, and he is called to pray to his feet in the back.

I wish my feet bad reviews, I have two "dry sons” of oil-headed powder outside the palace, I don't know what they are used for.

The beam was shipped early, the folk wind was not as conservative as the previous one, and the damnation of Sven among the noble officials could not be said, it was nothing. It would be better if the penis eunuch hadn't allowed his godson to take money around his name.

Sincerely, Xiao Foot smiled and found himself in front of Gu Qiang: “Are you and the Fourth Highness now? The guardian temple's obsession is talking to the Emperor. He said that if you two arrive, you can go straight in. It's been a long time since you've been obsessed. - Yo, coincidentally, the masters are out! ”

In the talking room, two monks came out of the room one after the other.

The one in front of him, Gu Zheng knew, a walnut face with wrinkles, his face was full of sadness, as if he had never eaten enough food in his whole life, it was the monk who lived in the guardian temple.

Gu Zheng's gaze couldn't help but fall on the man behind him. He was also a monk, twenty or thirty years old, dressed in snow and white, eyebrows and paintings, and clean monks stepped on the Imperial City trail, as if walking on a snowy immortal.

Gu Yu hated bald heads. At that moment, he couldn't help but think of the hereditary high priest who had traveled far away to Geranium.

If the young monk feels something, he looks up at Gu Xiao's eyes. His eyes are clear. His eyes seem to have a vast sea of silent stars. He can sink in at a glance.

The young monk held his hands together and looked remotely at the priest.

Gu Jianfang awoke and looked away. “What am I looking at with a bald head? ”

He also ignored the others, very rudely looked away and asked Xiao Foot: “Who is the little white face led by the old bald donkey? ”

May Little Foot watch him grow up from a young age, knowing his temper, busily said: “That's the resident brother, Master Lan, who travels overseas. ”

Gu Xinxin said: “What kind of legal name is bad luck when you hear it? ”

And whoever knows that he does not want to see others, they prefer to see him.