Dongfang Li was still silent.

"Your Majesty is really not well-behaved."

Jun's voice was soft, but in the next moment, the horse's speed suddenly accelerated, and the frightened girl hurriedly tightened the rope, and her voice was broken: "Cheng... Prime minister... Slow... Slow down..."

Jun Qing did not answer, only hooked the corners of his mouth, and the whip fell again, and the speed did not decrease but increased.

Dongfang Li's heart was beating wildly, and he tightened the reins a little more: "Slow... Slow down..."

"Slow down? The minister felt that this speed was still not good, His Majesty had been delayed for so long, and the others didn't know where to run, how could they be slow? ”

After speaking, the horsewhip was raised, and after a crisp sound, the horse's speed was a little higher.

The girl's heart beat faster and faster, and because she was sitting on her side, her horseback was bumpy, and her body slid down little by little.

There was some panic in my heart.

Jun glanced at it, but he didn't know it, and continued to whip up.

Dongfang Li's face became more and more pale, and his palms were already red marks, but his body was on the verge of falling.

"Cheng... Prime minister... Slow... Dot..."

The girl begged to speak, and her peach eyes couldn't help but be terrified.

Jun lightly hooked the corners of his lips, leaned over and said demagoguously: "There is a wooden fence not far away, if you don't want to fall down when you cross the hurdle, Your Majesty should hug Weichen tightly." ”

The words fell on another whip, and the horse sped forward, the surrounding scene constantly changing.

Dongfang Li was turned upside down, his body was shaky, and the double red marks became more and more colorful.

"Your Majesty, your time is running out." Jun Qing continued to bewitch.

The wooden fence in front of him was enlarged rapidly, Dongfang Li's heart jumped to his throat, his peach eyes were so anxious that tears flowed, he bit his lip, and hugged the man's waist like resignation.

The corners of Junqing's mouth bloomed like a flower in an instant, locking the person firmly in his arms, slamming the reins, and the black horse under him instantly jumped up, drawing a vigorous and graceful arc in the air, and then fell steadily and continued to run forward.

Dongfang Li was already discolored, turned around, buried his head in the man's arms, and couldn't come out.

Jun chuckled, his deep and mellow voice exuding endless pleasure, as if it was about to spread throughout the mountain.

The crowd in front of them, who were still galloping on horseback, heard it, and they all turned around and saw such a scene.

Under the sun, the man was dressed in white like snow, his clothes were fluttering, and he was heroic, sitting on a black horse, holding a petite boy in his arms, smiling upside down, everything was discolored, and the whole world seemed to be left with only the horse and the man on the horse.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

Just when they were in a daze, Jun Qing whipped down again, and a meteor passed between everyone like a moon, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a place of sand and dust, fluttering, rushing towards everyone...

"Bah, Bah, Bah......"

Bei Ming Linlang reacted, and a horsewhip suddenly swung down, chasing towards the white shadow.

After stepping over a few wooden fences and dark pits, Dongfang Li Xu was used to it, and he was a little bolder, and quietly poked out his little head to look out.

"Prime Minister, where have you been?" The girl asked softly.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, it's coming soon." As the words fell, the man waved his whip again.

Suddenly, the black horse was like flying, chasing the wind and the sun.

Dongfang Li was so frightened that he hugged the person tighter.

"Cheng... Prime Minister, slow down. The girl's voice was tinged with horror.

"Someone is chasing after you." The speed of Jun Qing's horse did not decrease but increased, and he rushed out of the distance like a wind.

The scenery on both sides is like a wind and clouds, endless.

Beiming Linlang, who had just caught up with Jun Qing's back, gritted his teeth in anger, clamped the horse's belly, whipped a few times, and ran forward at a faster speed.