On an official road to the south of Shenyi Kingdom, in the dark, suddenly galloped a jujube red horse, the horse was extremely divine horse, and the momentum of raising hooves was like flying, and the knight was also dressed in a red robe, and there was a faint flash of royal blue trim between the clothes flying. After the red horse, it swept through an army like a cloud of fire, the army's appearance was neat, the sound of hooves was uniform, even if it was advancing in the rain, far away, it could still feel the solemn murderous aura, rushing towards the face.

This is exactly what Yiwei and his dazzling shadow ride! Behind Xuanying Riding not far behind, Gao Yuan, the deputy pavilion master of the Ruthless Pavilion of Xuanyuan Kingdom, strode among the dark green mountains and forests, recalling what had just happened, and there was a hint of irony in his heart.

Gao Yuan raised his head, and Princess Yuan Ying's slightly drunken cheeks floated in front of him...... Hey, the shyness of the noble and holy princess when she mentions men is really amorous.

While Gao Yuan recalled, in his heart, he remembered a truly beautiful legendary princess in a trance, and he sighed in his heart!

Business? Those who have always been nosy have not ended well!

Hey...... the afterimage of "Blood Poet Boy" didn't know if he was there, so he agreed lightly, and he was really assimilated by this kid Yiwei! What's the matter!

Gao Yuan, the deputy pavilion master of the Ruthless Pavilion of Xuanyuan Kingdom, strode among the dark green mountains and forests.

He stopped on a treacherous peak surrounded by cliffs.

In the deep places, there are often some hermits who do not love red dust and are free and easy.

Remnant, this kid is really going to enjoy it! Gao Yuan secretly said, he really regarded himself as the number one person!

The peak is relatively open, there is a large green alpine meadow, the dragon's beard grass is as long as hair, as fine as fluff, people lie on it, such as lying on cotton wool, and the blue sky and white clouds whisper, and they are happy; There are also arrows and bamboos on the top of the mountain, which are dark green and shiny, like brocade; The alpine blood kite flowers are pretty and colorful, like the icing on the cake. The magical clouds moisturize a qiē. But I saw that the strange pine was still standing vigorously, and the various rock plants leaning on the stone were swaying and colorful, full of the wonder of life; What's even rarer is that groups of happy wax meanders and damselflies. Huge and beautiful colorful butterflies, all kinds of bees, mountain birds, are all in the grass and flowers, enjoy the undisturbed nature to their love, I don't know how they came to the dangerous peak of the cliff on all sides. What a breathtaking miracle!

Step on the broken peak and go to the clouds, look back at the low bird road, and raise your eyes to the small mountains, as if people and the sky are connected. Looking down, the cliffs are huge, the cliffs at your feet are like knives and axes have been cut, the clouds are foggy, unfathomable, and it makes people feel chilling and heartbeat, and the palms of the hands are sweating. Look around again. Seeing the mountain peaks one after another, the huge ravines one after the other, are as turbulent as the flood peaks, empty like the waves of the sea, and go straight to the heart, which makes people soar to the sky. It's really "infinite scenery at the dangerous peak"! I don't know how wonderful it is to give people that kind of comfort. Such a worldly scenery makes people feel happy.

I don't know when, a clear and empty sound sounded out of thin air.

Break the cheerful atmosphere of nature.

The sound of Xun began to be extraordinarily soft and clear, and then gradually became simple and mellow, low and tragic. There is a faint sadness and sadness.

Gao Yuan couldn't help but stop, leaning on a boulder on the edge of a cliff and listening quietly. He counted in his mind: long sounds, air tremors, finger tremors, labial tremors, trills, portamentos, spittings, slapping sounds, air striking, cyclic ventilation, double spitting cyclic ventilation, and false blowing sounds......

The voice became more and more mournful and sorrowful. It is a wash-away, reminiscing about a distant dream that has been lost for a long time, and turning back in the beautiful and melancholy past picture scroll of a few years ago......

In a trance. A man dances a sword gracefully, and a woman dances and sings with a skirt......

I don't know how long it took, the sound of Xun still lingered in my ears, but Gao Yuan seemed to be stupid. He didn't seem to notice anything unusual about himself. At the same time, a crystal clear teardrop. Suddenly and slowly slipped down from his handsome and resolute face.

Not far away, the afterimage of the "Blood Poet Prince" stopped Yuxun's playing, like a swift wind, and quickly reached out to catch the teardrop that still had a trace of residual warmth, and he asked in surprise: "Brother Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Do you have anything on your mind? "The concern is palpable.

Is this still the always cheerful and witty Brother Yuan? In the impression of the afterimage, there has always been only Brother Yuan who is smiling, Brother Yuan who loves to play tricks, Brother Yuan who has never been depressed and depressed, and Brother Yuan who has never shed tears!

"Brother Yuan, what's wrong with you?" The afterimage asked again with concern.

Gao Yuan seemed to suddenly wake up.

"yes, what's wrong with me?" Gao Yuan himself felt very dazed. He himself couldn't figure it out.

"That's right! Shadow, why did you suddenly play Xun? What's on your mind? Gao Yuan looked at the afterimage and said.

"It's nothing, it's just a sudden feeling." The afterimage only replied lightly, and then stood silent, no more.

Both of them seemed to have been touched by something, each thinking about their own thoughts.

The afterimage walked alone to the edge of a cliff, overlooking the looming canyon shrouded in mist under the cliff, the lady Yuxun in his hand, just put it to his mouth, before he made a sound, he smiled bitterly, just looked at Naxun attentively, that was faintly a stunning beauty, smiling and beautiful.

"Shadow! Brother took care of something that shouldn't be taken care of! Half a sound, Gao Yuan spoke.

"Shadow!" Gao Yuan was still silent when he saw the afterimage, and his voice improved a lot.

"Huh? Brother Yuan! What's up? The remnant finally came to his senses and asked.

"You kid, you really have something on your mind! Take it and I'll take a look! Gao Yuan stretched out his hand and said.

"What?" The afterimage leaned lazily on a huge mountain rock, a strange dark purple robe fluttering in the wind, swaggering like a bauhinia blooming suddenly in the cold winter, and the narrow and evil eyes were faintly worried at the moment, hidden deep in the bottom of the eyes, and a handsome and cold face could not see any emotion.

"Xun!" Gao Yuenlong said.

"Brother Yuan! It's just a gadget! As he spoke, the afterimage carefully hid the lady Yuxun into his arms.

"Huh! Brat! You still come to this set with Brother Yuan! I haven't seen you for many days, but my temperament has changed a lot! Is this still a 'blood poet boy' who kills people without blinking? Ha ha...... Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass! Chromophobia, too! Shadow, you've really grown up! Don't hide it for Brother Yuan...... Haha......" Gao Yuan's laughter was hearty and indulgent, showing the heroic nature of a strong and resolute man. Where is there still a look of sorrow and tears.

"Boy! Brother will fulfill you this time! There's something good to spread on your head! Brother found you a stack of beauties! It's up to you to make it! Haha......" Gao Yuan laughed and continued. (To be continued.) )