A Weird Theater That Started In London

You know, people can strengthen themselves by injecting various serums, why can't animals?

It can't be seen that the werewolf's blood is so powerful, not to mention that it can resurrect the dead, grow flesh, help the animals cure diseases, and increase courage by the way, right?

Somehow, the more Lu Li thought about it, the more it felt feasible!

So, the blood dripped down.

Fall into the mouth of a black-maned horse.

As for whether he could survive it, it was out of Lu Li's consideration. Looking at this guy's good fortune, he was paralyzed on the ground waiting to die.

One second...two seconds...

The number of interest has passed, and there is still no abnormality.

Upon seeing this, Lu Li sighed and prepared to rush to see if he could make another means of transportation on the road, just in case he is lucky.

Sorry!

Suddenly, there was a hurried horse hissing sound behind him. The black horse, which was originally paralyzed in the snow and exhaled more than the air, flicked and stood up directly.

Then, in Lu Li's surprised gaze, it snorted, and a gray mist sprayed out of its mouth.

Afterwards, the eyes of the black-maned horse began to engorge, and the sound of broken bones also sounded.

In the end, an unusually handsome Qianli horse was born——

The bones are thick and thick, the eyes are high and wide, the eyes are like hanging mirrors, the head is like a brick on the side, the legs are like deer but rounded, and the neck is thinner than the phoenix. The long tendons are dense and like petals, the roots of the ears are iron-leaf, the cedar material is difficult to square, the tail is Korean, the brick is not artificial, the abdomen is flat and small, the square is self-driving, the nose is big and loose, and there is no shortage of air.

To be honest, it is tall, slender neck, slender limbs, riding it on the road, turning back 100%, no less than later generations riding a limited edition sports car to bomb the streets.

Seeing the owner staring at him, the black-maned horse hissed up to the sky, landed on its hind legs, stood up, and the ropes that bound it broke apart in an instant.

Well... oh oh!

Is this a seeding?

Lu Li was full of black lines, but his movements were not slow. When the forelegs of the horse landed, he immediately turned over and sat on it, pulling on the reins, tightening his horse's belly and shouting, "Drive!"

The horse hoof kicked, and the gray hoof smashed the ice and snow into the frozen ground.

Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

At the same time, a strange cry sounded in the forest.

The black-maned horse with its pedigree ascendant seemed very proud. It didn't need to be greeted at all. It kept accelerating, and the mist exhaling from the nose and mouth turned into frost in a short time under low temperature, which was truly beautiful.

Not only that, this guy completely forgot the embarrassment of the feces and urine not long ago, and turned his head from time to time to take a look at Lu Li——

The bristles are flying, and the eyes are like copper bells.

It seems that I want the owner to praise it a few words, or, I want to have a few more drops of blood, and have another reincarnation.

Naturally, Lu Li didn't pay attention to the bullying, and he pulled out the ring first knife, slapped the back of the knife on the horse's butt, and uttered a low voice: "Drive!"

Ouch!

The four-hooves kicked like flying, the speed increased a bit, and the piercing cold wind whizzed out.

According to this schedule, at most three hours, you can reach Fenyang City, and the **** with his cheap father on the road, even if he is on the road without stopping, it will take seven or eight hours to arrive.

After all, consider complicated road conditions, snow conditions, and various emergencies.

As he was far away from Pingtao, who was about to be captured by the Yellow Turban Army, Lu Qiqi's thoughts fluttered.

I wonder if Lu Xu is dead?

It may be the principal’s wicked taste, for fear that the students will not be able to participate in the play——

That man actually looks exactly like his own father!

In addition, the Han Dynasty ruled the country with filial piety. As long as Lu Xu passed this test, it would be difficult for Lu Li to be unfilial.

Because, when he thought of that face, Lu Li's heart was full of complex emotions.

What a crime! !

As always, can't you start the game as an orphan?

The principal, your mother...

Out of awe, Lu Li abruptly stopped the greeting and forced himself to think about something else.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion, Luoyang, Han Lingdi, Cao Cao, Yuan Shu, Yuan Shao, Xiliang Dong Zhuo, and the military ceiling of the Three Kingdoms world, Lu Bu.

In the end, he once again thought of the ultimate goal of this trip, comprehending the soul of war.

Zhao Yun-Righteousness

Zhang Fei-fierce

Guan Yu——Zhong

Xiahou Dun?

strong!

This is true whether it is a romance or official history.

When Lu Li looked up the information, he felt that this person's character was extremely strong.

In the novel, Xiahou Dun led his army to fight against Gao Shun. A general named Cao Xing secretly used a bow and set an arrow. He took the opportunity to sneak attack. The arrow hit his left eye. Xiahou Dun’s first reaction was to draw an arrow with his hand. As a result, his eyeballs followed. Falling out together, he yelled:

"The blood of father, mother and mother must not be discarded!"

When the words fell, he put his eyes in his mouth and ate it, and then he became more brave.

In the official history, Xiahou Dun was the same. At the age of fourteen, someone insulted his teacher. He drew his sword and killed people without saying a word.

It follows that the soul of war is related to personal character.

Suddenly, a cold wind whizzed in my ears.

The temperature drops sharply.

Lu Li lowered himself unconsciously, holding the reins in one hand and the ring knife in the other, but his heart was hot. He felt as if he had grasped something:

What kind of person am I?

Perhaps, figuring out this is the key to comprehending the soul of war.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The answer is still very vague.

Save the world many times, Ren?

Helping friends often, righteous?

Play a rational role, reason?

Afterwards, Lu Qiqi suffocated an unnamed fire, and the answer was right in front of him, but he always felt that they were almost meaningless.

Looking at others, Lu Li thinks that he has always been very accurate, such as Pan Ming, one word, absolutely!

The fog is murderous, forced to act as a criminal, endure the discomfort in his heart, and enter the elite class.

The blood world, missed all opportunities, in order to make up for the loss, resolutely detonated the nuclear bomb.

Which one is the real me?

Lu Li was in a daze!

The black mane horse with human nature under the crotch sensed the anxiety in the owner's heart and kept howling.

The sound was weird, almost howling of a wolf, and frightened away the birds.

In the end, it stopped its horseshoe and stopped moving forward.

But when he noticed that the wind was fading away, Lu Li came to his senses and looked around.

Before he knew it, he came to the broad official road, flanked by snow-covered wheat fields.

In front, a stone pavilion and several rows of houses came into view.

Even after a few hundred steps ~www.readwn.com~, you can see the pavilion. There is a pillar with a height of more than ten meters and two wooden boards crossing each other at the top.

Chinese watch?

It should be.

"Where does the guest come from?"

"Would you like to enter the pavilion and rest for one night?"

The voice came suddenly.

I saw a middle-aged man who was about thirty years old walked out of the house and greeted him with a quick walk, followed by two young men.

Looks quite friendly.

However, once they found out that Lu Li had no personal affiliation to show his identity, they would definitely face each other with swords.

"Ping Tao."

Lu Li looked at the horse's shriveled belly and asked in a loud voice, "Is there any fodder in the pavilion?"

"Have."

Between the question and the answer, two groups of people approached.