Chapter 35 The Ancient Road, the West Wind, the Thin Horse
"Are you a vanguard knight?" Garvin looked up and down as the donkey attacked.
"Why don't you believe that you attack brother," Qiang Attack inhaled violently and snorted, which added a bit of majesty to him.
"Hello Brother Shou," Jiawen raised his hand and dug out his ear with his little finger, and replied expressionlessly.
"Ahem, cough, cough," handsome for only three seconds, the strong attack may have been too strong and choked on his own saliva, and he couldn't stop coughing.
The two front hooves knelt on the ground, and after a long time, it looked skinny and skinny, and the strong attack of the wind candle in the last years eased up, and stood up trembling again.
"It's attacking brother, attacking attacking, attacking each other. Assault stared at his donkey eyes and corrected seriously.
"Okay, Brother Shou," Jiawen still didn't have the slightest expression on his face, but the serious look in his eyes made people feel unquestionable.
"Attack"
"Subject"
"Attack"
"Yes. Gavin kicked his dead fish eyes.
"Okay, I was really defeated by your innocence, I think my brother was once a dashing day, but now Longyou Shoal, he ended up like this. ”
"No matter what, the hero's curtain call, the afterglow of the sun, let the past era pass, tomorrow is my new beginning. The donkey's expression now seems to be very sentimental and very literary.
"you. ”
The strong attack was defenseless, and it felt like the whole world was spinning, and then a strong feeling of dizziness hit, followed by a pop of weakness and slumping.
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"Bang Lang," said Gavin, throwing away the thigh-thick stick in his hand, and walked up to the attack, and then he found a branch to use as a flat pole, and cut it neatly with the knife he carried with him.
Then take the materials from the place, use the fibers of the surrounding plants to make a hemp rope and weave it into a circle, and then put the lips of the attacking donkey on, and by the way, take a few ropes to connect the two sides, so that a simple reins are ready.
Squat down to carefully check if it is secure, then stand up and clap your hands.
Pinching his waist, Jiawen feels very satisfied with his masterpiece, no, at least he has a means of transportation after being tired for most of the day.
He picked up the kettle and shook it, and the rest of the water in it was obviously running out, and then he turned the kettle upside down, splashing all the remaining water on the face of the attacking donkey.
"Weak, wake up. (From here on, the donkeys are called by this name) Gavin raised his hand and patted his face,
Weakly shook his eyelashes a few times, and when he opened his eyes, he staggered up from the ground on all four legs, and Garvin took a small step back to make room for it.
I saw it standing in place in confusion, looking at the reins in Jiawen's hand and looking at its current situation with a confused expression.
His eyes shifted back and forth, and after observing and watching for a long time, he completely figured out his current situation.
"You can't do this to the highest level of warriors in the Amazons! I'm a Vanguard Knight! I'm a hero of the Centaurs! You're violating this path... ”
"Smack," the weak voice stopped abruptly, only to see that the flexible branch in Gavin's hand had landed on its ass.
Then the weak donkey let out a miserable cry that was disproportionate to its body, and the cry was as unbearable as a ghost crying god.
"Bang bang. ”
"What are you screaming about? ”
Jiawen frowned.
"Smack. ”
"Still calling, still calling. ”
Finally, in the eyes of the weak and pitiful, our protagonist Jiawen stopped this violence.
"The bones weren't as hard and numb as I thought. Gavin raised an eyebrow.
"I don't care what your identity is, you have short hands, you have a soft mouth, and you can't eat overlord meals if you want to!" Jia Wen showed a wicked capitalist face.
"The rest of the way you take me back is all about paying off your debts. "It's very unelegant to dig my nostrils, facing the weak.
The poor weak suffers and can't say it, in the face of this little devil in front of him, it can only swallow its anger.
Because of long-term malnutrition, the weak are not very tall. Before it could react, Jiawen rolled over and straddled it.
"Rack, rack. After pulling the reins and getting on the horse, because everything on horseback was new, Jiawen showed high emotions.
On the contrary, it is weak, and it is really a horse that sits at home and comes from heaven. At this time, there was a burst of regret in its mind, you said that you were doing a good job, you have to be cheap to provoke this little devil.
"Yes, this one. "Weak Shougang wanted to speak.
"Smack. ”
"People just want to ask where you go. A layer of mist rose in his eyes, tears were in his eyes, and he was forced to quickly change his words as soon as he wanted to defend his horse rights, looking pitiful.
"Well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a mistake, I missed it. Seeing the weak expression, Jiawen smiled awkwardly.
"That's the direction when you came," he said, looking down at the map for a moment, before pointing the way.
"Okay, let's go," decided on the location of the field, and Jiawen urged the weak to hurry up and get on the road.
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"Alas, what does your human world look like, I've never been there when I'm so old. After a short period of time, the two gradually became familiar with each other, but as soon as the road began, the weak suffered began to be in a fragmented thought mode, and basically it never stopped.
The roles they play now are like Tang Seng and Bailongma in Journey to the West, but they are reversed.
"How old are you?"
"You come out and run, and the players know what? ”
"You know, I was once the greatest warrior in the Amazon. ”
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On such non-nutritious topics, Jiawen rolled his eyes and said that he didn't want to pay attention to this second product.
Listening to the weak nagging, because it was a little boring, Jiawen's sleepy bug came up again.
The breeze in the air blows on the skin, which is the best sleep aid.
Finally, he couldn't support it anymore, so he bent down and stroked the weak back, his hands around his neck.
The weak screw seemed to realize this, and his body paused for a moment and continued to move forward, but then there were no broken thoughts, and his steps became very gentle.
At this time, its eyes leaked a completely different expression from its usual expression, what was it? sadness, nostalgia? No one seemed to be able to decipher it.
Looking at their backs, the sound in the air quieted down all of a sudden, and Jiawen and his party were completely integrated into this world, and now they feel that this scene is very natural.
The ancient road is a thin horse with a west wind, the sun is setting, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world. Although this poem does not reflect the scene, most of the scenes in it are the same, which complements the meaning in it.