The arrow shaped like a meteor, straight through the twenty-red red-headed python under the cobwebs, which are usually complicated and complicated, and plunged into the back neck of the tiger.

The strength of this arrow did not know how big it was. "噗" slammed the big tiger’s head into a pair. It slammed into the ground with a loud bang, and it didn’t scream, and died. Clean and neat.

Gu Yu’s fingers kept on turning, pulling the strings again, and directly on the second arrow. The back turned against the door of the room and turned an angle. Almost without aiming, it was another arrow from the string. Throw the golden leaves on the observation deck.

On the observation deck, there was a scream, and the arrow saw a foreigner's scalp, nailed his hat to the column, and the tail feathers were still shaking.

The man fell scared from the chair and fell down.

Gu Yu put away the longbow, and the Xuanjia guard who held the bronze cymbal on the expressionless mast said: "Have a sorrow, and wait for the trial."

Until then, the talents who were crushed by the dead tigers came back to God and made a squeak of convulsions. The people who came back from the gods were so frightened that they were busy with him.

Under the squatting platform, an inconspicuous and thin figure was worn from the crowd, and a boat that was not far from the lake was disturbed.

As soon as he was on the upstream boat, he dismissed the headscarf. He was a black-haired, black-faced man with a few centuries like the Central Plains. He was quickly put into the boat and met the people who had been waiting for him.

It was a man between young and middle-aged, dressed in a white shirt, with a red robes in the back, a sinister scepter set aside, his dark brown curled hair half-length Hanging on his shoulders, combing neatly, wearing a large ring on his hand.

It was the messenger sent by the pope.

The little black-haired foreigner bowed down with respect and respect: "The bishop."

The bishop's upper body leaned forward slightly, indicating that he was listening.

"I am afraid the result is the same as you expected," said the black-haired man. "Gu and his family have almost some symbolic meaning for these orientals, as long as the "black crow" flies through the night sky, even if it faces In a big crisis, stupid people will be blindly comforted, like sheep who have found a shepherd dog. This kind of unreasonable belief is hard to understand, even if I think that some of them are in fact No name can be said."

The bishop’s look stunned for a moment: “The seed did not cause casualties.”

"Almost no," the black hair bowed his head. "Anding Hou is just on the red-headed scorpion. It seems that there are guards he has placed in the crowd. I don't know if our people have leaked their whereabouts, or if he himself is more than ordinary people in critical situations. The inductive ability, as soon as we sowed, the black crow reacted immediately, taking care of the red-headed scorpion and shooting the "seed" and grabbing the "sowner."

The bishop leaned on the carved chair and hung his fingers on his lips and followed his beard: "This is not his personal prestige. It is the accumulation of three generations. The Central Plains blindly believe in these black crows, almost forming a family of Gu family. Faith."

Black hair: "The church has long discussed why there are frequent loopholes in the Eastern society, but the people can maintain a riddled peace. I think this belief is also one of the reasons."

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

"This is our chance," he murmured, whispering, "It's not a bad thing - I have to write to the Pope, we can immediately start the Loulan project."

At this point, the order of the upstairs and downstairs has been initially stabilized. The Royal Forest Army soon came to the rescue field. Gu took a look at it and saw that he had nothing to do with himself. He prepared to make a gesture and was ready to leave. He The sight is already very vague, the hearing is also declining, and the surrounding people are quiet.

Gu Yu said to the guardian of the eagle eagle: "I am a little ahead of time. You will follow the four halls. If they are willing to go home, they will wait for the outside to be flat and send them back. If you want to play more on the red head, you can. I don't know if there is any performance behind."

Chang Geng asked: "Yes, what about you?"

At this moment, Gu Yu couldn't hear what he said, just patted his shoulder and hurried away.

There was a thicker rumble from the foot, and the red-headed pheasant they sat on briefly fell on the platform. Gu Yu and Shen Yi walked side by side, the night frost was heavy, Chang Geng copied the cloak that Gu Yu put aside, just to catch up, it was stopped by the next eagle.

That Xuan Ying said: "His Royal Highness stays, the Grand Master does not wear winter clothes in the capital, and the outside soldiers are in ruins. Please don't leave your subordinates."

Chang Geng’s heart suddenly rises in suspicion - why not wear it? It’s obviously not because I’m not afraid of cold.

There is also the phrase "your eyes" that Shen Yicai shouted out and made him feel like he was in the throat. Chang Geng couldn't help but think of the Shen Xie of the "dressing and dressing" in Yanhui Town. Of course, the eyes and ears of Shen Xie. Most of the inconvenience is to lie, but Chang Geng determined that he really couldn’t see things when he was in Yanhui Town. Was it just to confuse Xiu Niang and those who intended to infiltrate the northern Xinjiang?

When people think too much, they are easily anxious. Chang Geng’s heart suddenly rises up, until Xuan Ying’s due diligence to send them back to Houfu has not eased.

Chang Geng returned to the room and couldn't sleep. After sending Cao Niangzi and Ge Fatxiao, he quietly wrapped his coat and ran to Gu Yu's house.

Gu Yu’s room is very clean, with a kind of neat and neatness, and there are no extra ornaments. There are a few books on the desk, a used steam lamp, a word hanging on the wall, and a book. The words "the world cannot be avoided" can be seen as Gu’s own handwriting.

In addition to a brand new fox squatting on the bed, Anding Hou’s bedroom was almost shabby.

Chang Geng waited for a while, and unknowingly fell asleep on the small table, nesting his chest, and soon dreamed of a mess.

In the daytime, Gu Yu seems to be facing him in front of him. The Chang Geng in his dreams is not bound. He is a lot less than he is in reality. He kissed the past from the back: "Father."

Gu Yu slowly turned back, and there was nothing in the eyes. The two lines of blood blew down his cheeks: "Call me?"

Chang Geng screamed and screamed, and the cold wind swept in by the door stunned, staring at the people coming in from outside.

Gu Yu didn't expect him to be in his room, busy returning to cover the leaking door and asking, "How are you here?"

His voice is hoarse and his face is ugly.

The coldness of Chang Geng’s chest was finally spit out when he saw Gu’s moment. For a time, he couldn’t tell the truth. He almost had the ecstasy that he had lost.

Gu Yu stood by the door frame for a moment, endured a wave of dizziness, and waved to Chang Geng with anger: "Come and help me - I will bring you into the palace tomorrow to celebrate the New Year, and I will not be able to get up."

Chang Geng took his elbow and helped him to the bedside: "Father, what happened to you?"

"On the way back, they were dragged to the North Camp. They drank too much." Gu Yu’s shoes didn’t take off, and he fell to his bed on the back. He just took the medicine and squeaked in his head. He was weak and angry. "Go back to rest early."

Chang Geng brows a wrinkle - Gu Yu does have a taste of wine, but it is not heavy, and the words are clear, how not like a drink too much.

However, before he asked him again, Gu Yu had no sound, and he fell asleep like a pillow.

Chang Geng had to remove his shoes and socks by himself, and pulled the quilt over to him. He always felt that the chill of Gu Yu’s body was warm, but he burned the steam brazier in the room and rested quietly on the bedpost. Looking at Gu Yu’s sleeping face.

"I didn't think about it." He muttered the words three times, and then he was like a savage little animal, slightly close to Gu Yu, as if he wanted to sniff the smell of his body, but involuntarily held his breath.

The next day, Chang Geng felt that he had just closed his eyes, and even had a nightmare that he had not had time to complete. He was taken care of, so much tossed, and then he went to the palace with Gu Dashuai in a spirited manner, giving him a nominal name. Brother Longan Emperor celebrates the New Year.

On the way, Gu Yudao said: "The emperor doesn't care too much about you. When he was alive, he was a bit embarrassed with the nobles, but it was all the things of the older generation. It doesn't matter to you... Hey, hesitant."

Chang Geng was absent-minded, and when he heard him whisper, he looked up and saw Gu Zhengzheng holding a car.

It is the car driving of Huguo Temple.

The Liangliang royal family believes in Buddhism, and even the ancestors who killed the decision-making are no exception. Especially the Prince of the New Emperor of the present year, every time he got empty, he had to talk to the monk.

But to talk about Gu Yuping’s most annoying thing, it’s not the Quartet, but these bald heads.

In particular, the vulture old abbot of Huguo Temple did not know what it was called the stoma industry. He grew up with a heart-wrenching crow mouth. From an early age, he asserted that Gu Yu would become a six-parent after he grew up.

Anding Hou has now angered the cause of his bachelor to the monks of Huguo Temple.

The personal assistant of Longan Emperor Li Feng met him and ran around.

Others grow five big and three thick, almost as high as Gu Dashuai, but there are three times wide and handsome. The sky grows a pair of four-inch long feet, and takes a small step, like a big leaf swaying in a wind, very graceful. .

This person’s surname is wished, and the other person called him to wish him a father-in-law, and he called him a little foot in the back.

I wish you a bad taste in the footsteps. You have two "dry sons" who have two oily noodles outside the palace. I don't know what to do.

The girders were opened early because of the sea, and the folk customs were not as conservative as the former dynasties. The swearing things between the officials and the nobles could not be said, and there was nothing. It would be better if the little **** did not condone his son to take advantage of his name to take money.

I wish my little feet to accompany my smiling face and come to Gu Yu’s face: "Hou Ye and the Four Halls are down? The Hugo Temple’s idiots are talking to the emperor. It is said that if you are here, you will go straight in, and you will go in. I haven't seen you for a long time - hey, hey, the masters are out!"

During the conversation, the two monks came out from the inside and the other.

The former Gu Yu knows, a wrinkled walnut face, full of bitterness, as if he had never eaten a full meal in his life, it is the abbot of the Huguo Temple.

Gu Yu’s eyes couldn’t help but fall on the man behind him. It was also a monk, 20 or 30 years old, dressed in a white sly, eye-catching, clean and squatting on the Huangcheng Trail. It is like a fairy who comes from the snow.

Rao is Gu Yu hate the bald head, and at that moment, he still couldn't help but think of the ancestors who went to Tianzhu in the past.

If the young monk feels a little, he looks up at the gaze of his eyes. His eyes are clear, and there seems to be a secluded star in the eyes, so that people can sink in it with a glance.

Young monks clasped their hands together and rushed to see the first sight of the ceremony.

Gu Yuru dreamed to look away and smiled. "I have nothing to look at with a bald head to see what?"

He did not take care of others, and he looked very rudely and asked the little foot: "Who is the little white face led by the old vulture?"

I wish the little girl grow up watching him grow up, know his temper, and busy: "That is the abbot's younger brother, and the master, Yunyou overseas return."

Gu Yu said: "What is the name of the shit, it will be unlucky."

Who knows that he does not want to see others, but others have to come to his eyes.