Ying Long pulled Ke'er through the dense forest, and the layers of pear trees were still so beautiful.

The two of them walked around a stout tree, and the sight in front of them made them bend over with laughter.

Bai Ze wanted to eat the pear fruit on the tree, but when his tongue was stuck in the air, he was entangled in the vines of the little tree man.

The little treeman's legs were rooted, as strong as iron nails pierced into the ground, and it became more and more courageous, hum! It was your tongue that was pulled, and it was you who hurt! I held on for a while, and it must have collapsed half of your horse's face.

Bai Ze was also deeply aware of this problem, his front hooves struggled to stare back, the more his tongue hurt, and a few tears hurt in his eyes, but he couldn't let go, he was a stubborn war horse! Okay! Come on, half of his tongue will be open, and he will fight for his life with you, if he wins you, he will have to gnaw the leaves on your side!

Bai Ze and the little tree man were in such a stalemate, the little tree man was in control, but Bai Ze was more and more embarrassed!

When the little tree man saw Ke'er, he shouted with joy: "Master, master, this bad horse has been caught by me, and it wants to steal that fairy pear!

Bai Ze also saw Ying Long, his mouth hissed in a low voice, and his eyes were full of earnest gaze.

Ying Long and Kerr laughed for a long time, Kerr ran over and hugged the little tree man, and said with a smile: "You let go of it!

The little tree man was puzzled and argued, "It wants to eat that fairy pear, I saw it, really!"

Ke'er raised her hand to pick the fairy pear, and said with a smile: "Now it can't eat, let go of it!"

The vine that tied the horse's tongue slowly loosened, Bai Ze was dizzy for a while, half of the tongue hurt the wood, the tongue seemed to be borrowed from someone else, reluctantly withdrew the tongue into his mouth, his eyes stared at this little tree man fiercely, standing with long horns, four hooves trampled violently, the day of my Bai Ze's rise is the time of the demise of your little tree man!

Bai Ze was about to bump into it, but he was hugged by Ke'er, and this ironing hug made Bai Ze stunned for a while, squinting at Ke'er, as if to say, "What are you doing, do you want to intercede for it?"

Ke'er rubbed affectionately, "Don't you want me to hug me?" I want to hug me, see what you can do to me?"

Bai Ze was proud, it stared at the little tree man, and snorted a few times.

"Look, your master is hugging me! You lonely ghost!

The little tree man stared at Bai Ze with envy, the child's heart was also broken at that moment, it suddenly saw Bai Ze's eyes, it was a mocking look, it was unconvinced, it was unwilling, it saw Ying Long, and threw himself into his arms, the vines were wrapped around a few turns, as if he had tied himself up!

This time, Bai Ze and Xiao Shuren were tied again!

Ke'er sat on Bai Ze's back with the little tree man in his arms, Ying Long held the reins, and the fairy pear was split in half, half of Bai Ze and half of the little tree man.

When dividing the pear, Ying Long sawtooth sword everything, impartial, the standard of the two pieces, they were relieved, each eaten, the fairy pear is very sweet, but the grievance is still resentful!

Ying Long and Keer walked out of 'Tao Wan', Tao Wan's plaque swayed, it seemed that he was impatient to fall, the little tree man stretched out his arms, the vines spread up, and the plaque was tied firmly, Keer took out a few iron nails, Ying Long used the dragon palm in a row, and the plaque couldn't escape!

Out of Taowan, Ying Long and Ke'er looked at each other, and they didn't know where to go?

Ke'er seemed to remember something, she smiled and said happily, "Is Aunt Long Jiao's baby born?"

Ying Long also smiled, he understood what Ke'er meant, turned over on the horse, and said: "It's too early to be born, if the baby in your aunt's belly sees you, it must come out in a hurry!"

Ying Long: "Mom, Uncle Lomon, and the fifth uncle, they must all miss the two of us!"

Ke'er pouted: "They must all be thinking about you, worried about your safety as the Dragon War Emperor, as for me, they're-"

Ying Long: "They think the same way, I'm not a dragon war emperor anymore, the war emperor's golden armor is sometimes spiritual, and I don't know how to do it?"

Ke'er turned her head and asked, "Have you been in the mood lately?"

Ying Long panicked, "No, no!" He thought of the girl in the snow palace, the maple falling rain, and the snow that was really like goose feathers, maybe he wouldn't see her in the future!

The white clouds gather and disperse, the moon is full, and the lovesickness is bitter, so it is always so unsatisfactory.