Brilliant Horse

"Keep people under the knife." A black shadow descended from the sky.Although there is only one person.The crowd took a step back.

Fang Ling and Fan Luo take back their swords.Fang Ling looked at the person who came and sneered. "Who am I? Isn't it the king's dog? Why. The bones of the king are lost here."

The shadow guard pointed the scimitar at Fang Ling coldly.Look quite contemptuous. "It's best to keep your mouth clean. Didn't the Marquis of Luocheng teach you how to speak?"

At the time when Fangling and Luhua were having a quarrel.Ah Lan gave Fan Luo a wink.But Fan Luo didn't know what it meant.Ask back: "This is the man of King Xian. Do you recognize him?"

"I know..." Alan replied.Why can't I recognize it. "You take the young master to the eighteenth floor. I will stay here."

"How can this work..."

"We meet old acquaintances. You have to say a few words." Fan Hua smiled wickedly from the side.This shadow guard is very reliable.Now that reinforcements have arrived.I won't start here anymore.

Alan glared at Fan Hua.The long sword swept across.The encirclement was forced to sweep a hole.Fan Hua was kicked out with one kick.Aomori and Fan Luo followed Fan Hua out of the circle in an instant.Fang Ling jumped down from a height.The tip of the sword pointed at the three of them.

The deer-shaped scimitar flicked.out of hand.Swept close to Fangling's face.

"I said it. This is the prince's man. Since you don't listen to persuasion..." Lu Hua sneered.The returned scimitar circled around in his hand.Many bat-like shadow guards descended from the top of the cave.

Three strokes have not been passed.Fangling knew that something was wrong.He said to everyone: "Don't fight. Chase me."

If they can't be intercepted before they enter the eighteenth floor.Destined to be nothing.Luhua also knows this truth well.She kept dragging Fang Ling's steps.Why not kill.The territory of the Marquis of Luocheng.It's better to keep a low profile.After all, the prince is not here.

The shadow guard kept chasing the boys.Try not to kill if you can.Seeing the blood along the way made passers-by frightened.It's scarier than this dark hole.

Fang Ling faces Lu Hua.But Alan stepped in.Try every means to pick Lu Hua away.Lu Hua had no choice but to avoid Ah Lan and confront Fang Ling.

"This is our business. You don't need to intervene." Alan didn't seem to appreciate it.

"This is what the lord ordered. We cannot tolerate our personal grievances." Lu Hua pushed Alan away.The scimitar collided with Fang Ling's long sword continuously.He also tapped Alan's acupuncture points along the way.Alan was so angry that he could only watch on the spot.

There was a sinister smile in Fang Ling's heart.It seems that this relationship is still unusual.And no longer deal with Luhua.He began to look for opportunities to hit Alan.

Alan stood where he was.I was so angry that I could only get rid of the acupoint by luck.Lu Hua saw her intention.Bian played against Fang Ling.Bian said: "Don't force the acupoint."

But it was still a step too late.Alan has already broken through the acupuncture point.A few drops of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.Lu Hua was worried for a while.But Fang Ling seized the opportunity.A sword stabbed at Alan.

Luhua's scimitar is not the size of a long sword.He reached out to stop it but it was too late.

"Pfft..."

The long sword pierced her body...Alan gripped the long sword tightly.Vigorously twist half a circle on Fangling's heart.Willing to pull out.

"This belongs to our country Fu." Alan wiped the corner of her mouth.Luhua taboo she knows.People died at her hands.Of course it was her.She didn't want to owe people favors in vain.

Ah Lan watched Fang Ling fall down.Rubbed the sword against his brocade clothes a few times.Wipe away the blood.If you put away your sword, you will chase after him.Lu Hua looked at her indifferent back.There seemed to be a knife twisting in my heart.All he could see was her clothes and cheeks.

He suddenly grabbed Alan's hand.Pull hard.Pull her to his side.His expression softened.The lips want to lightly cover the red lips of the person in front of them.But trembling and unable to move.

Lu Hua closed his eyes.Put the medicine for the internal injury into Ah Lan's hand.Let go of your hand.he can not......

Alan looked at him.Don't know what happened to him though.Suddenly it changed.Even with a mask.She could still feel the eager lips under the deer cloth.

"Slap..." She slapped Lu Hua without hesitation.turn around.Only the dark fragrance remains.

She looked at the medicine in her hand.But the heart was beating hard.She has nothing but disgust for him.Where does love come from.

Luhua leaned against the edge of the cave.Passers-by all scattered like birds and beasts.Only his and Fang Ling's corpses were left in a damp corner.Obviously they can feel each other's heartbeat.There is also inexplicable emotion in the eyes.But he really can't do it.

Even without Yuhua's figure.It is also impossible for him to break the rules again and again for her.

"Slap..." This time it was he himself who slapped himself hard.Some things he can never do.

The eighteenth floor of the ghost city.It's not the eighteenth floor of hell.Just near the end of the cave.It is the deepest part of the cave.Except for some people.Ordinary people must never go in.It's not that you can't get in.Just dare not enter.

Fan Hua watched the figure wash more and more.The hairs on his body stood up.Take the clothes lightly.Behind him could still hear the sound of the shadow guard and the young man wrestling together.

"What's wrong with calling it...the eighteenth floor..." Fan Hua complained.

Aomori watched the jumping lights.look back.The shadow guards didn't seem to want to do anything.It's very easy to start.

"Who is the Marquis of Luocheng?"

"It's not a big deal. It's Li Hongfeng's Marquis. This is a place of wrongdoing in Luocheng. It's just that the power is relatively easy to handle. You think of the Marquis of Luocheng. You might as well think of Luocheng ghost. The names are almost the same. The power may be different. farewell."

"I know. It's recorded in the book." Fan Hua said.When he first came out.There are thousands of examination papers.I thought this Los Angeles ghost would never be seen in this lifetime.But it happened to be such a coincidence.

talking.They also reached the entrance of the eighteenth floor.Not a single guard.Fan Hua and Aomori were a little confused.This layout is also different from the practices of various factions.No one puts a stone mill horizontally at the door.

Fan Luo placed the compass on the stone mill.But nothing happened.All I could hear was the rustling of leaves.But...in this cave.Where did the leaves come from.

Fan Hua fixed his eyes in the darkness and took a look.Goosebumps are all up.That rustling sound.It's not a leaf.It was sent out by thousands of insects.The tens of millions of bugs were all in one place.All climbed on the stone mill.There is no gap left.

"Let's go." Fan Luo said.

"Don't wait for Lan."

"I'll wait outside. You go." Fan Luo took off his gauze hat.Stand in front of them respectfully.It suddenly occurred to them that they hadn't seen Los Angeles Ghosts yet.Said: "You go in. Just shout Luo City Ghost. If there is no one, you can call him Immortal. He will come out to see you."

Seeing that Fan Hua really wanted to wait for Ah Lan here.nor stop her.Go around the stone mill and go inside.

Two more steps.Turn the corner.But see the light.Also heard the sound of gurgling water.Go deep.Only then did I realize that the [-]th floor has hidden caves.the depths of this cave.There is even a small waterfall.The eighteenth floor is like a bowl in the hands of a monk.Small up and down.Big belly.A blue sky can be seen through the opening.

The eighteenth floor is not so terrifying.It's like a paradise.There are still several families living in this paradise.There are small bridges.There is running water.There is also Jianying's messy figure.

Fan Hua's energy sank to his dantian.Mustering strength.Shout out. "L.A. ghost."

The voice just fell.A stooped old man stood in front of him.It doesn't seem to be as hard to see as Fan Luo said.Although the old man was blind in one eye.But it still looks very real.Looked around Fan Hua.Nod vigorously.Finally he sighed again.

Fan Hua and Aomori don't know why.Aomori asked: "The old man has something to say to my young master."

The old man put his hands behind his back.Walk towards a hut.He kept sighing all the way.

into the house.But it is not as unique as the eighteenth floor.The outside of this hut is so crude.It's so shabby inside.It is the perfect representative of the family.

Los Angeles ghosts are not too polite.Do not greet them for tea.He really has no tea here.He sat on the edge of the low table.Looking at Fan Hua.He sighed again.

a long time.He opened his mouth slowly.Said: "You are really like your mother. But you are even better than her. Alas... It's a pity. You are not blessed."

"I..." Fan Hua paused.In fact, he didn't come here to tell his fortune.He doesn't really believe in fate.He came here for the ice silkworm poison.What is the old man talking about with him?

"Don't open your mouth. I know your reason for coming. But since you can come, it means that I have a destiny with you. Why don't you let the old man look at this fate for you."

"I don't believe it. I just believe that my fate is determined by others. If the old ghost insists on seeing it, this junior will agree."

But it also seemed to know that Fan Hua would agree.He grabbed Fan Hua's hand.Touching and pinching from the shoulder all the way down the arm.Then he looked at Fan Hua's palm for a long time.A wry smile.

"Baby. Do you want to hear the good ones. Or the bad ones."

"You can't say everything is good or bad."

"Success. I'm done. Don't be unhappy. You don't have to trust me, an old man." He cleared his throat.Come slowly. "Do you know what happened to your mother?"

"I don't know."

"Hey. If you know it, you will also lament that the confidante is unlucky. How sassy she is and how beautiful she is. It's just a pity."

Los Angeles ghosts recalled the past.Travel to the country of Fu.Fan Ying is still a princess.But he can sing and dance.Proficient in civil and martial arts.Standing on the tower with a tassel in hand, she counted the soldiers.There is no wine in the hands of soldiers, but they can get drunk.Just put her on the battlefield.The heroic posture is like a fierce battle.But no matter how strong.After all, it is a woman.Resentment and death.

The Fu country is strong and prosperous, but it cannot escape the catastrophe.A sandstorm.The people are in dire straits.It's a pity that the shameless villain Nalan is still alive.Thinking about Fu Guo.Not only did not give a helping hand.On the contrary, it was worse.Take the opportunity to attack.

Fan Gaozu was still alive at that time.The strategy can still make up for the shortage of soldiers in Fu State.But the sandstorm's invasion couldn't last long.Fan Ying is the princess of a country.shoulder heavy responsibility.He has already decided to go to Great Liang to seek help.I hope that the late Emperor of Great Liang can lend a helping hand.

Maybe.At that time, Fan Ying only wanted to marry.Fu country can be saved from the fire and water.It's a pity that he has a stubborn temper.No disagreement.He also went to Great Liang alone.

Heaven catastrophe.Not as one wishes.She just arrived in Daliang.Fan Gaozu fell ill and died suddenly...