"To prevent the bright light from hurting your eyes, Luo Fei, close your eyes."
This is the voice of my brother Liu Shengxun, and there is a hint of concern in it.
rare!
But Liu Luofei suspected that it was probably her imagination!
My brother doesn't care about her!
With the sound of "click-click-click" metal filaments burning, Liu Luofei slowly closed her eyes, and then felt a little dizzy, feeling that she was about to fall into a large whirlpool with strong suction...
"The wind is rustling and the water is cold... A strong man will never return once he is gone..."
Listen to what this sound is?
The two bastards, brother and Sikong Che, performed an off-tongue ensemble that made Liu Luofei half angry before she left.
These two dead guys really can't spit out ivory from their mouths.
123 BC, Western Han Dynasty, Chang'an.
No matter which dynasty it is, the capital of the country is a place where literati, poets, dignitaries, and princes gather.
Of course, this is especially true for the famous Chang'an City!
The whole process of traveling through time and space was so fast that it only took a blink of an eye. Liu Luofei couldn't explain what it felt like!
But look at the bustling ancient city streets in front of you, with pedestrians wearing all kinds of ancient costumes...
She was very sure that she had returned to the Han Dynasty more than two thousand years ago.
"Da, da, da!"
Liu Luofei had just opened her eyes and before she could take a closer look at this strange world, she was shocked and heard the sound of rapid horse hooves galloping in her direction...
It's over, it's over... Seeing the horse less than ten meters away in front of her rushing towards her at the speed of a flying arrow, Liu Luofei knew that she was done!
I originally thought that this trip to the Han Dynasty would lead to a narrow escape from death, but I didn’t expect that I actually didn’t survive!
"The wind is rustling and the water is cold... A strong man will never return once he is gone..."
The singing voices of her brother and Sikong Che echoed in her ears, which seemed particularly clear.
But my God! Who will save her?
She is not a "strong man", please don't let her take the oath, okay?
It's too late, it's too soon...
Just when she thought she was going to be crushed to pieces under the "heavy trampling" of the horse's hooves, the horse's owner finally found her, a weak woman, standing in the middle of the street.