Chariot of Doom

"We are here, girl. Please enter the village." Chrysanthemum bowed her head to the side.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a scarlet gate open, and a row of beautifully carved balconies extended into the depths of the courtyard. On this remarkable gate hangs a stone plaque with four seals bearing the names:

"Tianyuan Small Building"

Hidden in dense bushes. The leaves seem to be silver bells, tinkling.

Deep in the undergrowth the leaves of this reddish oriental tree hang gently as if alive, they are automatically separated from a path.

A person slowly opens the leaves and slowly climbs up between the trunk and the tree. Behind him followed a sword, not too slowly behind him, the sword was holding two people, unconscious.

I have come to Dongshu before, but I have long forgotten how to go here. After all, Dongshu is very lush, with extended branches and leaves, stretching for dozens of miles. The branches of such a great tree are like the branches of the road, and the main roads are everywhere.

Zhu Chan took Yu and Han Lun, and Sen Wo stood in front of the order of the city master, and the soft power made all the leaves of Dongshu flutter slightly, giving way to a road.

I don't know how long it takes to climb a tree. I remember the last time I came to Dongshu, the tree was not so tall, but now I don't know what happened. The tree seemed to have grown into the sky, as if it had been climbing to the top of the mountain for a long time.

However, there is an end to any journey, and I don't know how long it took them to reach the treetops in the east. A huge moon hung in the sky, and its light shone brightly over the treetops to the east. The leaves of Dongshu are already very close to the metal, under the moonlight, they only feel that they are thousands of miles away from their feet, all the leaves are gleaming silver, as if shining under the moonlight.

According to the position of the moon, now is just the time, it seems that it has passed before, and the illusion of the past will never come to the side, it can only be a psychological effect.

A thousand aircraft towers stand on the cross Hongqiao not far away. Under the bright moon, the moon wheel serves as a bright background. At one time, it seemed that this thousand-plane building was carved into a magnificent outline.

Mori stepped on the leaves to the east and walked in the opposite direction of the airport building. He just wants to escape the pursuit of these five cities, and now he doesn't want to think about Ran Po and me anymore. After all, taking Han Lun and me to escape from prison is the right way.

However, after walking less than three or four feet, Han Lun's figure suddenly rushed to the sword and fell down. I was startled, and suddenly stretched out my hand to hold Han Lun to prevent him from falling from the bushes.

But soon Han Lun grabbed the branch himself, and I, Shuhao, pulled him up as soon as I was able.

Han Lun looked around and suddenly saw the sky above a big bright moon and the foot of a sea with red leaves like fire.

"This is where?"

I said: "This is the top of Dongshu. The thousand guards below can't find this place for the time being. We are safe for the time being."

Han Lun nodded, and suddenly saw the jade on the sword, and reached out to take off her body. I said, "Han Lun, you are still very weak, I will save your life."

But just as I said, Han Lun's hand was always held by Linghu's body, and then gently placed on his wrist.

I sigh, they're brothers now