Chapter 885: Zhao Yun Chapter
When Yan Xiaomo woke up, she found that she was leaning on the shoulder of the regent, and the carriage had already stopped and was no longer walking. Books( . V o Dt . c o Mīŧ
"Forehead ......" Yan Xiaomo opened her eyes and maintained a posture of leaning on the regent's shoulder.
"Awake?" The Regent's voice rang out, with a hint of low hustness.
Yan Xiaomo straightened up calmly, didn't dare to look at the regent, and said, "How long have I been sleeping?" â
If he knew that this situation would occur, Yan Xiaomo would not have slept in the carriage anyway, and he would have leaned on someone's shoulder for a long time.
"It's already afternoon."
The regent said slowly, got up and got out of the carriage, his face did not have much expression, as if he was nothing.
Seeing the regent like this, Yan Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the regent didn't care about anything.
The regent didn't care, what else did she care about.
Yan Xiaomo followed the departing carriage and found that the carriage was parked outside a quiet pavilion.
Looking at the scenery in front of the buyer, Yan Xiaomo only felt like she was in a fairyland, and in the distance was a high mountain towering over the calm river, and there were temple-like buildings on the high mountain.
There seem to be fishing boats on the river in the distance, and a little bit looks very small in the river.
There are peach blossoms in full bloom near the water's edge, and the ground is full of petals, and some petals float on the surface of the water, flowing with the river, but I don't know where they end up.
The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Success or failure turns empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.
The white-haired fisherman Jiangzhu is accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughed at.
"It's beautiful." Yan Xiaomo closed her eyes, and her body and mind seemed to be a little relaxed.
"Where's the little dumpling?" When she opened her eyes, Yan Xiaomo suddenly found that something was missing, and when she looked back, she found that Xiao Tuanzi was gone.
Originally, Xiao Tuanzi was in a carriage with her.
"He's back in the palace." The regent walked along the river, his long figure reflected in the water.
Yan Xiaomo leaned towards the regent and asked a little goodly, "Does the prince like this place very much?" â
The regent glanced sideways at Yan Xiaomo, "When you come here, your heart will become calm, and you will think about many things clearly, even if you kill someone, you won't feel guilty when you come to this place." â
Yan Xiaomo was so confused by the regent's words that she didn't know what to say.
"You killed a lot of people?" Yan Xiaomo asked cautiously.
In fact, she had heard of the Regent's methods a long time ago, but she had heard of them all, but she had not heard of them from the Regent's mouth with her own ears.
The regent raised his chin slightly, looked at the temple tower of Jiang Gaoshan, and said, "Do you want to know how many people this king has killed with his own hands?" â
Yan Xiaomo pursed her lips, "Do you still write down other people's names when you kill people?" â
"Naturally, I don't write it down, but if this king kills someone once, he will hang a red rope on the tree of the temple tower."
"The temple tower over there?"
Yan Xiaomo pointed to the temple tower in the high mountains in the distance, surrounded by rivers, it was very difficult to go.
"Yes, this king can take you to see it."
After that, the regent didn't wait for Yan Xiaomo to agree, put one hand around Yan Xiaomo's slender waist, and then flew towards the temple tower of the high mountain.
Yan Xiaomo only felt that the whole person suddenly took off, and in a blink of an eye, he had come to the temple tower of the high mountain.
I have to say that the regent's kung fu is unfathomable, and he flew to this high mountain with ease.
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