You know, people can strengthen themselves by injecting various serums, why can't animals?
It’s not surprising that the werewolf’s bloodline is so powerful, not to mention that it can resurrect the dead, grow flesh from bones, heal animals, and at the same time increase their courage, right?
Somehow, the more Lu Li thought about it, the more feasible it became!
Then, blood dripped down.
Falling into the mouth of the black-maned horse.
As for whether he could survive it, it was not within the scope of Lu Li's consideration. It depended on the nature of this guy. Anyway, it was better than lying on the ground waiting to die.
One second...two seconds...
Several breaths have passed, and still no changes have occurred.
Seeing this, Lu Li sighed and prepared to run wildly to see if he could find another means of transportation on the road, just in case he was lucky.
Xilulu!
Suddenly, there was a rapid neighing sound from behind. The black horse, which had been slumped in the snow with more air coming out than in, twitched its mane and stood up directly.
Then, under Lu Li's surprised gaze, it snorted and a stream of gray mist spurted out of its mouth.
Then, the black-maned horse's eyes began to become engorged with blood, and the sound of tiny bones breaking began to sound.
Finally, an exceptionally handsome horse was born——
The bones are big and the tendons are thick, the mane is high and the mind is broad, the eyes are like hanging mirrors, the head is like a brick on the side, the legs are like a deer but not round, the neck is thinner than a phoenix, under the rear bridge, the bones are raised to form a peak, between the side palatals, The long tendons are as dense as flaps, the ears are tight, the fir wood is difficult to cut, the tail is tall and beautiful, and the digging of bricks is unprepared, the abdomen is flat and the hips are small, the way to drive is self-motivated, the nose is large and sparse, and there is no lack of breathing.
To put it bluntly, it has a tall body, a slender neck, and slender limbs. Riding it on the road will turn heads 100%, no less than later generations riding a limited-edition sports car to hit the streets.
Seeing its owner staring at him, the black-maned horse looked up to the sky and neighed. It stood up on its hind legs, and the rope that bound it collapsed instantly.
Xilu...Ouch!
Is this breeding?
Lu Li's head was covered with black lines, but his movements were not slow. When the forelimbs of his mount landed, he immediately sat on it, pulled the reins, tightened his grip on the horse's belly and shouted in a low voice:
"drive!"
The horse's hoofs kicked, and the gray-white hooves smashed the ice and snow into the frozen soil.
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…
At the same time, strange screams sounded in the forest.
The black-maned horse with its improved bloodline seems to be very proud of itself. It does not need anyone to greet it at all and keeps accelerating. The water mist exhaled from its mouth and nose turns into frost in an instant under the low temperature, which is really beautiful.
Not only that, this guy completely forgot about the mess he was in recently when he was pooping and urinating. He turned his head from time to time and glanced at Lu Li——
The mane is flying, and the eyes are like copper bells.
It seemed that it wanted its owner to praise it, or that it wanted a few more drops of blood to further transform it.
Lu Li naturally ignored this coward, and directly pulled out his sword, slapped the horse's butt hard with the back of the sword, and shouted: "Drive!"
Ouch!
The four hooves kicked like flying, the speed increased even more, and the biting cold wind in the ears made a whooshing sound.
According to this walking distance, it would take at most three hours to reach Fenyang City. However, even if the escort with his cheap daddy went on the road, it would take seven or eight hours to arrive even if he traveled non-stop.
After all, you have to consider complex road conditions, snow conditions, and various emergencies.
As he was far away from Pingtao, which was about to be captured by the Yellow Turban Army, Lu Li's thoughts were racing in his mind.
I wonder if Lu Xu is dead?
Maybe it's the principal's bad taste, fearing that the students won't be able to get into the drama——
That man actually looks exactly like his biological father!
In addition, the Han Dynasty relied on filial piety to govern the country. As long as Lu Xu could survive this test, it would be difficult for Lu Li not to be filial.
Because, when he thought of that face, Lu Li felt a variety of complex emotions well up in his heart.
What a crime! !
As usual, let's start as an orphan, right?
Principal, your mother...
Out of awe, Lu Li stopped his greetings and forced himself to think of other things.
The Yellow Turban Rebellion, Luoyang, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, 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, to understand the fighting spirit.
Zhao Yun——Yi
Zhang Fei - fierce
Guan Yu - Zhong
Xiahou Dun?
strong!
This is true whether it is a novel or official history.
When Lu Li checked the information, he felt that this person had an extremely strong personality.
In the novel, Xiahou Dun led his army to fight Gao Shun. A general named Cao Xing secretly picked up his bow and arrow and took the opportunity to attack him. After the arrow hit his left eye, Xiahou Dun's first reaction was to pull out the arrow with his hand. As a result, his eyes followed Falling out together, he shouted:
"Father's sperm and mother's blood must not be discarded!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he put the eyeballs into his mouth and ate them. After that, he became more and more brave. He raised his gun, rode his horse, changed his target, rushed into the enemy's base camp, and stabbed Cao Xing in the face with one blow.
In the official history, Xiahou Dun was also like this. He was extremely stubborn. When he was fourteen years old, someone insulted his teacher. Without saying a word, he just drew his sword and killed him.
It can be deduced from this that the fighting spirit is related to personal personality.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind whistled in my ears.
The temperature plummeted.
Lu Li lowered his body unconsciously, holding the reins in one hand and the ring-shou knife in the other, but his heart was burning. He felt as if he had caught something:
What kind of person am I?
Perhaps, understanding this is the key to understanding the fighting spirit.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The answer remains vague.
Save the world multiple times, Ren?
Always helping friends, righteousness?
Play the role of reason, reason?
Later, Lu Li held back a nameless fire in his heart. The answers were right in front of him, but he always felt that they were almost meaningless.
When looking at other people, Lu Li thought he was always very accurate. For example, Pan Ming, in one word, absolutely!
In "Desperate in the Twist", he was forced to play the role of a criminal, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and entered the elite class.
In the vampire world, all opportunities were missed, and in order to make up for the losses, they resolutely detonated nuclear bombs.
But, which one is the real me?
Lu Li fell into a daze!
The black-maned horse with human nature in its crotch sensed the inner anxiety of its owner and kept howling.
The sound was strange, almost like a wolf howling, and frightened away the birds.
Finally, it stopped and stopped moving forward.
Realizing that the wind was gradually dying down, Lu Li came back to his senses and looked around -.
Unconsciously, he came to a wide official road, flanked by snow-covered wheat fields on both sides.
Ahead, a stone pavilion and several rows of houses came into view.
Even from a few hundred steps away, you can see a pillar about ten feet high standing next to the pavilion, with two wooden boards crossing it at the top.
Huabiao?
It should be.
"Where do the guests come from?"
"Would you like to go into the pavilion and rest for the night?"
The voice came suddenly.
I saw a middle-aged man in his thirties walking out of the house and quickly greeted him, followed by two young men.
The posture seems quite friendly.
However, once they find out that Lu Li has no personal details that reveal his identity, they will definitely confront him with swords.
"Pingtao."
Lu Li looked at the withered belly of his mount and asked loudly, "Is there any fodder in the pavilion?"
"have."
Between the questions and answers, two groups of people approached.
