Three Treasures Falling from Heaven

Chapter 689 Fanwai: The First Meeting of the Young Boy 1
Time, back to a year ago.

Gu Lianlian got the magical design book for the first time, and when she became interested, she drew a door on the design book.

A door leading to the most energetic moment of Mo Shaozhen's life.

She walked into the door curiously, and then walked out from the door.

The breath of green grass rushes towards the face, as far as the eye can see, the vast grassland is endless.The mountains in the distance are like waves, and she seems to see the white snow on the top of the mountain, the scenery is so beautiful.

Then, she saw the southwest direction, black and dusty, and the sound of horseshoes from far to near, there were hundreds of people galloping towards her on horseback at the same time, all wrapped in armor, full of murderous aura.

The large army roared towards them as if passing through no one's land, Gu Lianlian subconsciously stepped back, and saw the man riding in front from a distance, young and flamboyant, cold and bloodthirsty, the armor all over his body was still stained with fresh blood , that face...is so familiar.

Gu Lianlian was so excited that she jumped up, shaking her hands high, trying to attract the other party's attention.

Mo Shaozhen really didn't lie to her, did he really gallop on the battlefield?

"Mo Shaozhen, Mo Shaozhen, look here, look here!"

Gu Lianlian was as excited as a child, raising her hands high: "Here, here!"

hiss--

One person tightened the reins, and the high hooves stopped one meter in front of her.

Following his movements, the eight hundred cavalrymen behind him tightened their horse reins, and suddenly, the world was filled with dust and smoke, rushing towards her like waves.

The momentum was deafening, and the sound of horses whimpered one after another. Gu Lianlian had never seen such a magnificent scene before, subconsciously took two steps back, and stared straight at the leader man.

He rides condescendingly on a bloody horse. Outside the black iron armor is a dazzling blazer, his tall back is as straight as a snow-capped mountain, his eyes are shining brightly, and he is as determined as a falcon. Her arrogance was completely different from the Mo Shaozhen she knew.

The Mo Shaozhen she knew seemed to have accumulated thousands of years of vicissitudes, but the Mo Shaozhen in front of her was younger, a 17-year-old boy, young and frivolous, full of vigor and enthusiasm.

If the Mo Shaozhen she knew was a lion resting on the prairie, reaping all his strength, always recharging his energy, lazy and leisurely; the Mo Shaozhen in front of her was a snow leopard, showing his sharpness, always ready to go, and full of enthusiasm.

No matter what, Gu Lianlian was very excited at the moment. After Deng Na's sweaty horse stopped, she ran towards Mo Shaozhen.

But before she got close to the man who was taller than the mountain, his lieutenant jumped off his horse and stopped her.

A pair of vigilant eyes looked her up and down, wearing strange clothes and strange clothes.

"Girl, why are you here alone?"

Gu Lianlian: "..."

She couldn't understand what he was saying.

Gu Lianlian excitedly pointed to the iron-blooded male god riding on the bloody horse: "I, I, I...I know him."

Gu Lianlian wanted to pass the adjutant, but the adjutant blocked her, and turned to report to the people on the bloody horse: "Captain, I don't understand what she is saying."

Behind him, a group of men from the Han family who fought in bloody battles were chattering.

"Her eyes are about to fall into the captain's body. Could it be that she is looking at the captain?"

"Although she couldn't understand what she said, she looked clearly from our country. Could it be that she was a female slave who was plundered by the enemy country a long time ago and fled privately. Now she meets us, with tears in her eyes, but she has forgotten her accent?"

(End of this chapter)