She still wants to compete with Su Linlang?

Don’t forget that she is not an ordinary person, but the Lord of Luoshan who kills all directions, and the leader of the eight major city guards.

But no matter what he thought, he still had to pat his chest and promise, "No, I can guarantee it."

"What guarantee do you have?" Linlang had already seen through his thoughts.

He couldn't control his daughter at all, and he promised her, haha.

Gesang's face turned red with anger and stomped his feet desperately, "Su Linlang, you are obviously making things difficult for you. Brother Tian, ​​please help your subjects."

Dongfang Zetian leisurely played with the horse whip and spoke lazily, "When you negotiated the terms, you didn't have my consent."

These meaningful words made the traitorous Zade change his face on the spot, "..."

He looked at Su Linlang, then Dongfang Zetian, sighed in distress, but no one paid attention to him.

He secretly cried out, and finally made a decision, "It's better to do this. The horse scriptures don't have to be returned and burned on the spot."

Even if it is ruined, it cannot fall into the hands of others.

He had long been familiar with the content of the Horse Sutra, so he would just burn it.

After Linlang finished looking through the last page, Yun Danfeng glanced lightly, "The conditions remain unchanged?"

She has an elegant and noble aura, which makes everyone breathless.

Zad was silent for a while, "Yes, it remains unchanged."

Linlang gently closed the book, "Okay, let's do it."

In front of everyone, Su Linlang shook the horse-raising heart sutra in his hand in the air, and after displaying it, he threw it into the brazier.

The flames rushed up, swallowed quickly, and burned to ashes.

Zade looked at all this blankly, feeling lost, and while feeling heartbroken, he breathed a sigh of relief.

That's fine, only he knows the secret of the Heart Sutra in the world.

Linlang clapped his hands, turned around and left without any nostalgia.

As soon as he returned to the tent, Linlang directly ordered, "Get paper and pen."

"Yes." Feng He didn't ask anything and immediately sent the paper and pen to him.tqr1

Linlang held the little wolf brush and silently closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he shone brightly, and he put his pen quickly, freely, sprinkled wine, and wrote several pages of paper.

An hour later, Linlang finally put down his brush and rubbed his sore wrist.

Feng He stood behind her and naturally saw the content above clearly, but was a little disbelief.

"Miss, what is this?"

If she read it correctly, it was all about experience in raising horses.

My own ladies know everything, but they can’t raise horses.

"Su's Heart Sutra for Raising Horses." Su Linlang wrote these six big words on white paper, flying dragons and phoenixes flying, flying out of the dust, pen penetrated through the back of the paper, sonorous and powerful, exuding a domineering spirit.

A trace of inspiration flashed through Feng He's mind and exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! Could it be..."

Linlang nodded with a smile, revealing her cute tiger teeth, "Yes, you guessed it is the burnt horse scripture."

She never forgets everything she has seen, has a strong knowledge of knowledge, and has extraordinary intelligence. She can remember it all once she read it.

"Oh my God."

The morning sun shines in and the tent gradually becomes brighter.

Dongfang Zetian looked at the roof of the tent silently, and various fragments kept flashing through his mind.

Every bit of the last night came to his heart. He sometimes sighed and sometimes smiled, like a fool.

I haven't let go of everything so much, thinking about my thoughts quietly.

Su Linlang, Su Linlang, he silently recited the name, and his heart was filled with all kinds of flavors.

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, astringent, all mixed together.

I know it is impossible, but I can't help but miss it.

I liked a girl for the first time in my life, but it was destined to be a bitter secret love.

A familiar voice came from outside, and he suddenly turned over and said, "Amo, let her come in."

A slender figure walked in from outside, Yingying said, "I have met Mr. God."

Dongfang Zetian's eyes fell behind her, and when she saw that there was no one, a trace of loss flashed through her heart.

But he didn't show any of his face, his expression was faint.

"Miss Fenghe, I wonder what's wrong?"

Feng He took out something and held it high, "This is a gift my lady gave you, please keep it."

"She is too polite..." Dongfang Zetian was in a complicated mood. How could that stingy guy give gifts?

And give it to him?

He took the thing and opened it casually. A faint fragrance of ink lingered at the end of his nose.

What is this?

But he saw the words on it clearly and was confused, "Uh? Is this Su's Heart Sutra for Raising Horses?"

He couldn't help but roll his eyes back, his eyes getting bigger and bigger, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

When did she learn to raise horses?

It's incredible!

Feng He was gloomy and smiled and squinted his eyes, "Yes, my lady is a talented lady. She learned this method overnight and asked her subordinates to copy a copy and send it over, saying that it was a strange article to appreciate it."

Dongfang Zetian twitched his lips and suddenly realized.

Well, she is indeed a genius. Just this ability that she never forgets is better than countless people.

"Thank you, your lady, for me, no, I'll thank you in person."

He couldn't wait to stand up, his heart thrust, quickly and loudly.

Feng He looked at him strangely, "No need, our lady is gone."

Dongfang Zetian was stunned, and endless disappointment surged, "What? Have you left? Where have you gone? I'll chase her."

It was too much to leave without saying goodbye!

"My lady said, "Goodbye to the world if you are destined to be together." Although Feng He felt that his attitude was strange, he did not think about it carefully, threw down this sentence, bowed and turned around and left.

Dongfang Zetian felt a stream of passionate blood surged into his heart. He wanted to see her at this moment, even if it was just a glance.

"Hey, wait a moment."

After chasing for a few steps, a figure emerged from nowhere, blocking his way, "Lord, I have something to say."

It was Zade, who was smiling and passionate, and seemed to have something important to say.

While speaking, Feng He had disappeared without a trace. Dongfang Zetian knew that he could not catch up with him, and sighed softly in his heart.

"Tell me."

Zade talked a few useless gossips, and saw that Dongfang Zetian was a little impatient, so he got to the point.

"My Canglong clan has two great treasures, one is the Heart Sutra of Raising Horses, and the other is my precious daughter. In order to show our sincerity, I would like to give it to the Lord together."

His face was flattering and his eyes were full of enthusiasm, but it could not cover his ambition.

Dongfang Zetian saw through his thoughts at a glance. It was fake to offer the horse scripture, and it was true to push Gesang to him.

Is this trying to use the help of his daughter's pillow style to consolidate his position?

After all, it's still the same word, unwilling to give up!

He asked lukewarmly, "Didn't it all burn?"

Zad took something out of his arms carefully, looked east and west, looking very cautiously.

"Please read, this is what I just recorded, please appreciate it."

He was serious about it, as if he was holding some treasure.

The ink is still new, mixed with a faint ink fragrance.

Dongfang Zetian took it and looked at it, his eyes deeper.

After a while, a faint sarcasm ejaculated at the corner of his mouth and pointed to a few points.
Chapter completed!