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At this moment, the entire grassland has completely changed the appearance of the brilliant day, more handsome, more ambiguous, and more hazy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The dense water vapor is slowly rising, and each small flower and grass exudes its own fragrance, immersed in each other's rich breath.

In the deep blue sky, it seemed as if a giant's brush was dancing and swaying freely, and soon several rose-colored bands trimmed with gold lace were smeared, and they were extremely wide.

Occasionally, a few white clouds as transparent as light gauze would float over, and the fresh and charming smoke like sea waves would blow the grass dust slightly, caressing the two hot cheeks.

Finally, the colorful geometric color blocks were shrouded in the bright sunset, and slowly dimmed, like the two hearts that had been connected, the young heart, the fiery heart, the impulsive heart, the passionate heart.

The sun is tired after a day of fun, and it's time to go home.

"It's time for me to go, it's too late to go back, my father will be worried."

Deep in the grassland, a low murmur.

"It's okay, this king will protect you!"

Deep in the flowers, there was a heavy gasp.

She and him are the jade-like child and the dark horse boy in brocade clothes.

It's time to separate, albeit with such reluctance.

Two long shadows were attached together, and they became dark green, blurred, faint, and ethereal.

"Da Da Da!"

Suddenly, there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and strings of starlight arced in the dark night, and the torches in the rider's hands moved rapidly.

Closer and closer, closer and closer, just a few steps away, stopped.

"Escort!"

After a short, sharp whistle, a large group of brocade-clothed young men stood up silently from the grass, as tall as they were, as heavy as fat and thin, like mushrooms after the rain, growing rapidly, forming a large and tight circle, brushing the ground together.

In the center, a jade-like child and the dark horse boy in brocade clothes!

"Don't be afraid, there is this king!"

"Hmm!"

Promised, the petite body curled up softly like a snake in the heavy embrace of the mountain, so safe and warm.

In his hands, he clenched a pair of male and female scimitars, and the iron shimmered with a piercing cold light.

"Who's coming?!"

A brocade-clothed boy stood up from the neat queue and took the initiative to attack, roaring at the riders who were getting closer and closer.

"Whoosh ......"

Obviously, the comer is not good, and the heavenly soldiers descended from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a counter-encirclement of this large group of brocade-clothed teenagers, scimitar to scimitar, and there was no intention of giving each other to each other, not even the slightest.

There was only the taste of the fight.

"Have you ever seen a ten-year-old girl?"

In the dark, he asked categorically, his eyes like the ghost fire of an autumn night.

"See!"

In the darkness, he replied categorically, his eyes like the frost of winter.

"If you see it, hand it over!"

"Whether to hand it over or not, how can you let it be ordered, it depends on whether my master is in a good mood."

"Huh? Do you pay or not? ”

"Ahh I wanted to pay it just now, but now I don't want to pay it again, because your master's mood is suddenly bad. ”

Between the words, you come and go, the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger, and it is getting stronger and stronger.