"Changfeng, he is probably lost in the dreamland arranged by the evil king of Mulang!" All hidden in a black robe, Chongyang suddenly said that.
"It’s just a peach blossom. Is it that bad? Maybe Changfeng will burst through the mirror later, and it may not be "Jiang said with some uncertainty."
He turned his head and looked at Junze Jade.
Nancy, Su Xiaofan, Yue’s brothers and others have turned their heads and looked at Junze Jade.
They want to hear Junze Yu’s answer
"Maybe," Jun Zeyu sighed.
"Can you give an accurate information?" Jiang floor full of anger shouted
"The peach blossom world can be mapped to a certain extent by different people. People who enter and leave the world will experience disasters in their lives. All kinds of experiences in the dreamland will come true in nine cases. It is precisely because of the reality of the peach blossom dreamland that immigrants will easily get lost and sink forever." Jun Zeyu explained.
Listening to Junze Jade’s explanation, everyone was surprised out in a cold sweat.
Difficult to worry about Los Changfeng again.
"What is the fate so much? Young master, why don’t you chop that peach blossom with one sword? " Jiang full house could not help but ask
"As the name implies, there is a peach blossom robbery in the peach blossom world, and there is a solution to this robbery, which must be cracked by the person who should enter the world, so that the true self can be completely found from the destruction and loss!" Jun Zeyu said
……
Luo Changfeng is still in the peach blossom world
He was immersed in the pain and regret of losing Cher.
He just kept walking like a walking corpse …
He will never get out of this peach blossom forest.
He never wanted to get out of this peach blossom forest.
The sense of life and death is perhaps the best portrayal of him at this moment.
Quietly, the wind blows and the flowers fall, and suddenly there is a very disharmonious horseshoe in the peach blossom forest.
Then he heard someone calling, and the sound seemed to call him as the horseshoe went from far to near.
"Eldest brother … eldest brother …"
Los Changfeng returned to dim sight broke into a figure.
He finally moved slightly.
Chapter ninety-one The red lady Luo Bingwang
That is a heroic and spirited female general.
The female general rode a white war horse, dressed in a red armor cloak, with a red rope and a long sword in her hand.
She came travel-stained but looked so clean and concise.
The white war horse screamed upwards, the iron hoofs shook and stepped on several peach blossoms, and the breeze around her raised the red cloak. The female general looked at Luo Changfeng with a bright eye and a shallow smile.
She stretched out her sword scabbard and handed an invitation to Luo Changfeng "Luo Dage Ma"
Los Changfeng slightly dazed, this just completely see in front of people.
He doesn’t know if he knows this person, but the memory in his mind vaguely tells him that this person in front of him should be familiar with it.
In fact, when he saw this female general, he felt a warm and close feeling in his heart. This feeling is similar to Cher, but it is also different. Luo Changfeng can’t tell this difference. Perhaps it is because she is a general who has never been idle in the battlefield, which makes Luo Changfeng feel warmer and more comfortable.
I just lost Cheryl, and I don’t know where I’m going and where I can go, and I don’t know what I can do to make myself forget the pain.
He is like a puppet without thinking, and he will go wherever others lead him.
Without thinking or resisting, Luo Changfeng reached out and grasped the scabbard, then jumped across the horse.
The woman in red turned the direction with the reins, and the red figure of the white war horse and the wandering Luo Changfeng drifted away in the peach blossom forest …
Outside the Peach Blossom Forest is a magnificent and war-torn city.
Outside the city gate is a piece of broken walls, and there is still a bonfire that has not been extinguished
The white war horse flew into the gate.
The displaced people in the streets can return to the people. When the refugees saw this white gale, they all knelt down and sincerely paid the most respectful and noble homage.
It turns out that the guarding city war has been fought for a month in a row, but the guarding city army has also been fighting for a month.
Nowadays, the grain and grass in the city are absolutely showing signs of smoke and corpses everywhere.
Originally, the defenders of this city would be ordered to withdraw and surrender their strength to temporarily avoid the enemy’s sharp edge … But this white gale is just a persistence.
Guarding the refugees who have never fled in the city and left the people, she disobeyed the military orders and, together with the soldiers guarding the city, abruptly kept the ruined city for a month.
The oath of the city people made her highly loved by all the disabled people in the city.
Her name is Luo Bing.
But the whole city honored her as king.
Robin Wang!
……
War-torn nights always seem more peaceful than tranquility, making people feel homesick all the time.
Luo Bingwang didn’t live in the duke’s mansion like a general guarding city. Her own soldiers and brothers set up a camp in front of the duke’s mansion, surrounded by several refugees and dangerous houses, and her people lived together. She wanted this small campfire to warm the cold hearts of all the people in the war.
Luo Changfeng and Luo Bing, some remnants of guarding city, surrounded the soldiers’ campfire for a week, each with his own worries.
The wind blows into the broken city, and the peach blossoms are faint and fragrant. At night, the flowers seem to listen to the silent heart.
Luo Changfeng silently raised his head and looked at Luo Bing across the campfire.
Red Robin also took a look at Luo Changfeng at this moment.
"You should go."
"Heaven is the last battle?"
They both broke the silence of the night by talking at the same time.
The soldiers around still have their own worries and thoughts, as if they didn’t hear the conversation between the two men.
Luo Changfeng looked up at the familiar night without him knowing the star. In the dreamland, there was no Bodhisattva star in the night. He was already awake from the dreamland.