(It's another year 12.13.,It seems that I also opened a single chapter today last year.,I thought about it and started writing a book for more than a year.,I started writing a book in October last year.,There are ups and downs.,There have been three changes a day.,There have been breaks.,I thought about breaking more.,But it's finally persevered.,I don't know how long I can last.,Maybe finish writing this one.,Maybe finish writing these two books now.,Who knows what the future will do...... ）

"Can you speak?" Lu Ran was still very surprised by the talking white horse in front of him, after all, anyone who saw such a strange-looking white horse would feel surprised when he spoke...... No, if it were an ordinary person, it might feel terrifying...... Bai Ze is too far away from modern society......

"Brother Lu, he is Bai Ze...... Bai Ze, ah......" Next to him, Yang Chen pulled Lu Ran's sleeve and said. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bai Ze?" Lu Ran opened his eyes and began to look up and down at these Bai Ze people in front of him......

"The one in front is indeed very similar to the legendary Bai Ze, but the one in the back is like a unicorn in Western legends......" Lu Ran whispered to Yang Chen.

"Bai Ze's leaders are all two-horned, and the other clansmen are all one-horned, and they can't speak...... As for the unicorns you mentioned...... It is Bai Ze's name in the West, they have never seen the leader of Bai Ze, so they only call Bai Ze's people unicorns, just pictographic titles......" At this time, Zhang Ming finally arrived at Yang Chen's side under Xiao Hei's trembling steps, Zhang Ming jumped off Xiao Hei and whispered to Lu Ran.

"Beautiful and kind girl, are you willing to take Bai Ze's people on an adventure?" Just as Lu Ran and Zhang Ming were whispering, Bai Ze's leader suddenly said to Yang Chen.

"Ah...... Huh?" Yang Chen was stunned for a moment.

Leader Bai Ze looked at Yang Chen's stunned appearance, smiled slightly, turned around and called out to the clansmen behind him. After a while, a cute foal walked out timidly, the foal raised its head and was shorter than Yang Chen, with a single horn and wings, but the two little wings were still slightly immature, and at first glance it was Bai Ze, who was still underage...... Just like the underage Yang Chen.

As soon as he saw this little foal, Yang Chen's eyes were instantly filled with love...... Girls are always unable to resist cute things, let alone a girl like Yang Chen...... As soon as the foal walked to Yang Chen's side, Yang Chen immediately hugged the foal's neck and rubbed the foal's face with his face......

At this moment, the leader of Bai Ze led a group of Bai Ze to slowly retreat, and this grassland seemed to be slowly retreating, and Yang Chen and the others were also slowly withdrawing from the grassland...... Lu Ran and Zhang Ming had already discovered this situation, but they could only watch Bai Ze and the others leave slowly......

Suddenly, one of Bai Ze's group called out twice to this side, as if to leave, and the foal here broke free from Yang Chen's embrace, turned around, and also called twice to Bai Ze in Bai Ze's group......

Bai Ze left, leaving only Lu Ran, Zhang Ming, Xiao Hei, and the wide-eyed Yang Chen and Little Pony......

"Where are we going next?" Lu Ran asked.

"Let's go find Shizune and Jiaxin, Lin Xuan's kid is the farthest away from us......" Zhang Ming pointed in a direction and said.

"Okay!" Lu Ran nodded and looked at Yang Chen.

"You said you could carry me along?" Yang Chen looked at the small foal in front of him, which was not very tall, and was a little unbearable to ride, although it seemed that there was nothing wrong with carrying himself......

The foal nodded his head and turned sideways to let Yang Chen ride. Lu Ran looked at the two who both had mounts and were a little speechless, but he couldn't ride a minor Bai Ze with Yang Chen...... So Lu Ran jumped on Xiao Hei's back......

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The luckiest people who landed among the crowd were Zhou Jiaxin and Zhao Jingyin, these two landed on the edge of a lake, Zhou Jiaxin was in the west of the lake, and Zhao Jingyin was in the east of the lake, so the two of them walked around the lake...... came together, it seemed that Lin Xuan was the saddest, everyone landed not far away, and it seemed that Lin Xuan was left behind......

"Mute, Brother Lu said that if we come in and are scattered, we will try to wait in place, waiting for Zhang Ming to come to us!, right?" Zhou Jiaxin and Zhao Jingyin sat in a row by the lake, Zhou Jiaxin took out a drawing board, sat on the ground and looked at the lake not far away, quietly painting, and Zhao Jingyin played the piano slowly by Zhou Jiaxin's side......

Where are these two people here to take risks, obviously they are here to travel...... People fight and kill there, but here they paint and paint, and those who play the harp here...... Anyway, where are all the monsters in this forest dead...... However, Zhou Jiaxin has been traveling and adventuring outside for many years, and he has long cultivated a strong heart, and he doesn't care about this adventure. As for Zhao Jingyin, her temperament is already quiet and tranquil, so it is natural to sit next to Zhou Jiaxin and play the piano......

"En......" Zhao Jingyin nodded lightly, still immersed in the world of music, Zhou Jiaxin was not talking, quietly painting the lake in front of him, Zhou Jiaxin was not in a hurry, slowly painted one stroke at a time, after all, Zhou Jiaxin has always been a sketch painting in the battle, and he still enjoys this slow painting very much...... Coupled with Zhao Shiyin's melodious piano sound, it is even more comfortable......

By the grassy lake, the talented woman is good-looking, what a beautiful picture of clothes. Lang painting, female caressing the qin, painting chords with the sound on another level, the sound of the qin is revealed in the painting, and the sound of the qin accompanies the painting......

It seems that God doesn't like too beautiful things, and such a beautiful and tranquil picture was broken before it lasted long, and a huge snake head suddenly stretched out on the surface of the lake...... It is said that it is a snake's head but there is a short single horn on the snake's head, and there are two small whiskers on the face, if this does not mean anything, then as the body slowly pokes out of the water, the appearance of four legs is even more indicative, this is a Jiao...... But it seems that it has just begun to transform into a Jiao......

Zhou Jiaxin raised his head and looked at the dragon, smiled slightly, and drew again, while Zhao Jingyin was still quietly stroking the qin...... It's just that the sound of the piano seems to be slowly becoming more solemn......

Of course, the change in the sound of the piano couldn't be heard, but it seemed to be angered by Zhou Jiaxin and Zhao Jingyin's ignorance, screamed, and sprayed a powerful jet of water from its mouth, aiming directly at Zhou Jiaxin and Zhao Jingyin who were sitting in rows.

Zhou Jiaxin didn't do anything, but was still painting slowly, Zhao Jingyin suddenly raised his hand, and a wave spread out, the water column suddenly trembled, turning into a heavy rain, and the heavy rain poured on Jiaolong's head, but it bypassed Zhou Jiaxin and Zhao Jingyin under the traction of some force.

Jiaolong blinked, and then roared angrily, as if he felt the strength of the two people in front of him, Jiaolong slapped the water surface with his tail, and rose into the air, the momentum on his body suddenly flourished, and a biting cold current pounced on Zhou Jiaxin and Zhao Jingyin.

"Hum......" Zhao quietly plucked the strings heavily, and Jiaolong suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, and his head seemed to shake uncontrollably.

"Ding ......" Zhao Muyin lightly buttoned, and a transparent momentum rushed to the sky, directly cutting off the Jiaolong, the Jiaolong screamed, fell into the lake from the air, the blood drifted away, and the two bodies floated in the lake, and the swimming fish in the lake competed to gnaw on the dragon's body and drink the dragon's blood......

At this time, Zhou Jiaxin slowly put down the brush, and the painting looked like the dragon's broken body swaying in the lake, blood spilled all over the lake, and swimming fish competing to devour it......

Zhou Jiaxin and Zhao Jingyin looked at each other and smiled, Zhou Jiaxin pulled the drawing paper, replaced it with a blank paper, gently picked up the paintbrush, looked at the forest in the distance and slowly painted, Zhao Jingyin began to gently stroke the piano again......