The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Ezhe was already thundering.

The duck in his mouth flew away.

In order to come here and lay out all this, he can be said to have exhausted his efforts. Although it is desert, here is after all too close to the Dam of the Ming Dynasty. There are many fortresses and fortresses of the Ming army nearby. Therefore, I will definitely not make this determination.

And now ... everything is gone.

But at this time, there was still a humane: "This is true, it really fell from the sky, so a big ball, just fell like this, I swear to heaven."

"Shut up!" Ezher was furious, holding the horse whip, and pulled it toward the man fiercely.

Suddenly, the man wailed, his head covered with blood.

Ezhe roared angrily: "Even if there is a god, something will fall from the sky. They are also the children who bless our Genghis Khan, not the Han people. Now, do you still want to talk nonsense, really think, I will believe you nonsense It ’s enough, you must let him go privately, it must be so, come, tie them up, and cut off their heads. "

Everyone who patrolled the night begged for mercy.

Ezhe laughed: "Haha, I'm with Father Khan, what kind of world I haven't seen before, but I will never believe your ghosts, such bizarre things, I ..."

When he raised his head and laughed, his pupils contracted suddenly.

Then, I saw a black spot in the sky.

Is that ... a bird?

But why did the bird fall vertically?

The most important thing is why the bird has only one wing.

The thing fell very fast, and it didn't take a while for Zhe to understand. Suddenly, he saw that it was an axe, an axe from heaven.

All legends and stories can't say such a thing. I have only heard of Sister Lin falling from the sky, and gold ingots falling from the sky, but ... why is it an axe.

This is a sharp hand axe. The whizzing wind breaks straight down, carrying a stone-shattering power.

Thousands of kilometers of falling things, not to mention an axe, but a stone, are all amazing.

Ezhe was silent.

He didn't laugh anymore, a bit dazed.

He was subconscious and wanted to hide.

Found that these **** night watchmen hugged his thigh.

They were crying, begging for mercy constantly, hugged his thighs humblely, and said repeatedly: "It's true, true, really a flying ball, falling from the sky, really falling from the sky ...". .

Er Zhe's feet are constantly struggling, but it is late, everything is late.

Since he was proficient in bowing horses, he is known as the 'Battle' on the grassland. The so-called Battle is the meaning of a warrior and a hero. Although, as the son of Khan, this so-called 'Battle' may have some moisture, it may be Other warriors always have room when fighting with him. Possibly such a title, Ezhe ’s force is extraordinary.

Originally, with his agile skill like a cheetah, maybe ... it can be avoided.

But when several people clasped his feet, a terrible thought suddenly crossed his mind, I ... Will I be hacked to death by the axe that came down from the sky ...

The idea of ​​is really ridiculous, because even a person with rich imagination can't imagine a person having such a death method.

Can just ...

It was at this moment, between the electric flints, the axe really fell vertically.

The sound of breaking the air, with a roar. The axe is sharp, especially sharp.

Click ...

There was a muffled noise.

No one responded.

And Ezhe's eyes have widened greatly.

Blood is blood ... Since his forehead is flowing slowly, the sharp axe is inserted straight into his skull. The skull is the hardest place for people. The average person may not be able to split with a sword, but this The axe, unbiased, smashed directly into his skull.

Then, the blood bleeds more and more, like a awning, the blood is sprayed out.

The people around them did not respond.

They don't even know where this axe came from.

Someone began to respond, holding the knife handle around their waists, looking left and right in panic, and exclaimed: "There are assassins, there are assassins ..."

But ... there are assassins around.

People lying on the ground begging for mercy are also ignorant.

Everyone was stunned.

Ezhe was still standing, his eyes were still wide, at that moment, he was in pain, but also at this moment, countless incredible thoughts crossed in his mind.

This ... maybe a joke from heaven?

Then, his burly figure collapsed to the ground.

This is not a joke, at least, there is no one to laugh at now.

Euge is dead ...

Can't die anymore.

The restless people cried out in horror.

Even if they boast of being a man on the grassland, they are not afraid of the earth, but they suddenly panic when they see such a strange thing.

"Axe ... where did it come from?"

"Heaven ... It fell from the sky, it seemed ... it seemed so ..."

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There were two more people suddenly in the rattan basket. Plus, the balloon was a little leaky, although not serious, but ... obviously, the flight speed was much slower.

Yang Biao tilted his head. He suddenly missed his axe. It was a very good axe. It was as long as it was. It was square and square. At first, it should n’t be lost. If you still keep it, return The family can also go to chopping firewood. His mother-in-law has been reluctant to buy a silver hairpin. She sold the axe and collected some of her wages. This silver hairpin may come.

"It's broken, it's broken." He found a skin sac from the rattan basket and took a sip of wine while hiding, looking very sad, full of sadness, drunk, and gave himself a slap in the face.

Zhou La, who was cold and trembling in the blanket, was startled and said: "If you have something to say, don't hit anyone, don't hit, the gentleman doesn't talk." When he reacted, he wanted to fight It wasn't myself that was relieved.

"Hey, stop drinking."

"Why?" Yang Biao stared at him.

Zhou Lachang put on a smiley face and said with a soft tone: "Don't you say that this balloon is controlled by you? You are drunk, what shall we do?"

"Oh." Yang Biao cheered up, he almost forgot, Eun Gong let himself take them back.

He stood up and collected the skin sac, which reminded him that he drank himself and had urine again. Without a word, he directly put water and faced the wind. The hot liquid floated back to the bamboo basket like snow flakes. Bit by bit on Zhou La's face, Zhou La said: "You guy ..."

"How?" Yang Biao looked back at him.

Zhou La smiled again: "Good urine, this urine should only be in the sky."

Shen Ao took the telescope and kept protruding his head, looking at the ground: "Hey, hello, it's almost Yanshan, you see, Shanhaiguan is not far away. Landing soon, ready to land."

Yang Biao nodded his head, he began to adjust the firepower of the kerosene jar, and suddenly he said, "Well, I have forgotten a big event."

Shen Ao couldn't help saying: "How?"

"I don't have an iron anchor, don't we just cut the rope of the iron anchor? The iron anchor is still in place, there is no iron anchor, what should we do?"

"What do you mean?" Zhou La giggled, looking at the mountains and rivers underground, his head dizzy.

"This means that we may not be able to land." Yang Biao said.

"What, what are you doing to save me." Zhou La felt like he was going crazy. Here he endured Yang Biao's temper, endured the cold wind in the sky, overcome the fear of the sky, and even endured that one. Shameful.

For the sake of being able to go home safely, he wants to go home, he wants his grandmother, his grandfather, his dad, his witty wife, but ... what do you do to save me? There, at most, it was hacked to death by the Tatars, at least this method of death is still acceptable, but you are now telling me that I am going to fall from here, and my corpse capital cannot be found.

"Shut up." Yang Biao was upset.

"You guy ..."

Yang Biao stared at him: "I'm so angry."

Arrived at this balloon, Yang Biao was the master of everything.

Zhou La has no temper at all.

Shen Ao pursed his lips and prepared to make the worst.

"From now on, we will throw out all the hard objects in the rattan basket, whether it is a sword or anything that can be thrown away, ready to land forcibly, I will slowly reduce the amount of fire, this balloon will slowly fall, this vine The basket has the advantage that it can help us block the gravel when it falls, so we have to tie ourselves all in the rattan basket ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Not only that, there are also several layers of blankets and quilts, you All wrapped around. "

Yang Biao gritted his teeth and began to discard sharp weapons. Then, he found the rope and tied the three people in a rattan basket, covering them all, especially covering their heads with blankets and cotton cloth, only showing them one eye and nostril.

Everything was ready, he began to close the valve of the fire oil slowly, but still had an ignition amount, so the hot air began to decrease, and the balloon began to slowly drop.

Zhou La saw that he was still standing and couldn't help saying: "You also wrap it and you will fall to death."

Yang Biao couldn't help saying: "Hey, look at my hot temper, and try again. *, I'm called Biaozi, you know? I promised Eun Gong, I will definitely bring you back alive and say that you will be alive Go back, go back alive. I did n’t read anything, I believe what I said, I will let me do what I do, I will do what you want. In short, you will be alive, and you will be long-winded.

He glared, the balloon began to fall quickly, he grabbed the rattan basket and shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid, just a moment, if I die, remember one thing, take care of my old lady.

Whispered in his ear, the balloon kept falling, a bit violent.

It started to slowly pass through the Guanqiang, and the wall between it was Guanguan and Guanguan.

And at this time, Yang Biao did not dare to idle, and quickly began to open some valves to increase the heat, so the rate of decline suddenly slowed down.

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Chapter 5 is delivered. I have a cold and can't take it anymore. I'm giddy. Give the Zhang Yue ticket. At least I can let the tiger pretend that he still cares.