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Ning Que was silent because of the negative feelings of disappointment and anger, Sang Sang rarely spoke, but now he has become more silent, that is because he has left the barbarian settlement, the barren and vast scenery is full of people but there are no people, the farther away from the world, the farther away from the world, but the two words are different.

Crossing the wasteland along the route he had taken, when summer came, the black carriage also came to the edge of the big swamp called "Mud Pond", the smell of wet rot and mist appeared in front of Ning Que's eyes, if it was before, he would naturally feel that there were many dangers hidden in the swamp fog, but now he didn't care at all, because Haotian was in the carriage, and because he knew who the owner of this swamp was.

The black carriage entered the fog, and the carriage emitted a warm light, which came from Sangsang's body, not so blazing and dazzling, but it was extremely tough, no matter how wet and heavy the fog was, it could not prevent the light from spreading endlessly into the distance, and in an instant, the fog around the carriage was swept away by the light, revealing the blue sky above, and also revealing the swamp its true face.

There was mud everywhere, the seemingly shallow water was covered with greasy green grass moss, and there were many terrible dark pools hidden underneath, and it was impossible for ordinary people to get out alive.

For Ning Que and Sang Sang, this was not a difficulty, the black carriage was as light as a feather, the wheels rolled over the water, leaving no traces, not even the grass and moss sticking a little.

The insidious poisonous Jiao in the pool water, the strange beasts lurking in the salicylic forest, peeking at their carriage from a distance, they can't feel the divine power of Haotian because of their intelligence, but they also feel fear instinctively, and they don't dare to provoke them at all, but the big black horse is still a little vigilant, it doesn't want to be bitten by anyone.

Ning Que's iron knife suddenly became hot, and a bright red flame overflowed from the saddle mouth, turning into a crimson Vermilion Bird in the air in front of the car, roaring in a certain direction in the fog in the distance.

The Vermilion Bird is the killing talisman of the Shocking Array, and what can wake it up is naturally not those poisonous beasts, but definitely a more powerful enemy, and it is extremely nervous against the incessant roar in the fog in the distance.

After entering the swamp, the road was safe and sound, Ning Que felt a little like a fox and a tiger, and at this time, seeing that Suzaku reacted so violently, he couldn't help but look slightly cold, and he was a little vigilant.

Sang Sang was not nervous, but felt that Suzaku's call was a little unpleasant and harsh, she reached through the cyan curtain, and held its neck in the muffled wind, so the whistling stopped in summer.

Vermilion Bird is the rune of the pinnacle realm of knowing fate, especially after breaking through the fear and attacking the viewer in the battle of Chang'an, it is even more proud and confident, and will definitely not be willing to bear such a decompression, but being held in her hand, it does not dare to struggle at all, and its eyes are spinning, looking very pitiful.

In the distance, the sound of hooves could be faintly heard in the fog, and after a short time, the sound of hooves quickly became clear, and it was as violent as rain, and the whole swamp began to shake uneasily.

Ning Que had been looking in that direction vigilantly, but after hearing the sound of violent hooves like rain, he suddenly relaxed, because he already knew who was coming.

There was no fog, and every qiē in the swamp could be seen very clearly, and when the fog in the distance was dispersed by the black shadows, there was an endless herd of wild horses rushing over with the sound of dense hooves.

At the front of the herd were eight horses of a rare sight, and eight horses pulled a very tattered old chariot, in which sat a lazy donkey with a swarthy body and white lips.

Quack is coming.

With its lazy temperament, its chariot should be at the back of the wild horse herd, it should lie stupidly on all fours with its hooves facing the sky, and it should be in the style of gluttony, and it should be chewing on the basket of clear yellow fruit beside it, and it should not bother to pay attention to what is going on between heaven and earth.

Today's quack was very different, it didn't even look at the basket of fruit on the broken chariot, its front hooves had already smashed the dead wood in front of it, its eyes were red, and it rushed over with a murderous spirit and a herd of wild horses!

Sang Sang lifted the curtain of the car, stood in front of the car with a expressionless face, looked at the terrifying herd of wild horses, the flowery green clothes on his body swayed with the wind, and stretched out his hand to catch a strong wind in the sky.

Then she waved her hand, and the clouds in the blue sky were not chaotic, the wind was raging in the swamp, the stagnant water in the pool splashed off the ground like a torrential rain, and countless mosses flew all over the sky.

The wild horses suddenly encountered the power of heaven and earth, and no matter how they obeyed the command, they couldn't help but become a mess, and the eight horses that rushed to the front were directly blown into the mire by the wind, covered in mud. The basket of clear yellow fruit was shaken into a mixture of countless juices and flocculents, and the black donkey was even shaken into the sky!

Quack, quack, quack, the angry and manic cry reached from the sky to the earth, the black shadow quickly became smaller, and the enraged black donkey descended from the sky and stepped on the top of Sangsang's head!

Sangsang looked up into the air, then stretched out his right hand again.

She felt that the whistling of the Suzaku was too unpleasant, so she reached out and grabbed its neck to stop the whistling, and she also felt that the rattling of the donkey was unpleasant, so she prepared to do the same as before.

The black donkey has been pampered in the swamp wasteland for many years, naturally it is a little rounded, and its neck is very strong and thick, logically speaking, it is impossible to be caught by one hand, and it is coming from a high altitude, and the terrifying front hooves are also in front of the neck, how can she catch its neck first?

For Sangsang, there are not so many whys, and there is no need to explain, what she wants to do will definitely be done, she can pick a white cloud in the sky, catch a strong wind, then she will definitely be able to catch a black donkey.

She grabbed the black donkey by the neck and held it in the air in front of her, and no matter how angry the quacking cry was, there was no way to make it again, it could only stare at her, and keep kicking its hooves, looking a little funny.

"I can't beat her, forget it. ”

Ning Que looked at the black donkey and persuaded him, he knew why Gaga was so angry, how could the black donkey, who was a junior uncle, have any good impression of Haotian?

The black donkey followed Ke Haoran to walk the world, and developed a lonely, irritable and proud temper, where can it be compared with the big black horse that Ning Que has learned to be shameless, naturally refusing to listen to his white explanation, still desperately kicking his hooves, thinking that if he fights for this donkey's life, he will also imprint a hoof on the face of this little wave hoof today.

It didn't know what the little wave hoof meant, only that it was a dirty word.

No matter how proud he is, in the face of the absolute strength gap, he can only give up in the end, Gaga, as the king of the swamp, is still helpless in front of Haotian, and although it has inherited the arrogance of the little uncle, it has not forgotten the most fundamental style of the jì academy. When you can't win, then don't fight for the time being, and talk about it when you can win.

Countless wild horses occupy the swamp ground, and they have never seen the sun and blue sky in the swamp, so they all look up curiously and look up without moving, which is particularly interesting.

Only the black donkey knew that this was the pitiful appearance of the wild horses who did not dare to look at it now, so it was a little satisfied, and after Ning Que fed it the powdered juice in the basket to drink, it felt even more satisfied, thinking that today it was only to find out that this fruit still has such a wonderful way to eat, and it was really in vain a few years ago.

Ning Que barely repaired the broken old chariot beside him, then walked up to it, took out the ointment from his arms, and applied it to its already somewhat bald fur. After doing these things, he whispered a few words, and Gagaku nodded in disregard, so a happy smile appeared on his face.

Back to the car, he met Sangsang's eyes, and from her clear and bright eyes, he knew that she had seen through his plan, but he didn't care, because she would definitely know, and those arrangements were the follow-up, and all Qiē had to be based on the premise that he would defeat her.

Quack sat in a broken chariot and led countless wild horses to the fog on the other side of the swamp, it had no way to avenge its master, but it had done its best, and it should have no regrets.

It's just that why does the old black donkey make people feel so sad?

Looking at the smoke and dust left by the wild horses, and the moving donkey in the smoke seat, Ning Que was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Little uncle...... What kind of person is he?"

Uncle Ke Haoran is a legend in the mountain behind the academy, and a legend in the world, Ning Que inherited his mantle, but he didn't know him very well, although he heard a lot of stories, he was still like this.

Why did he draw his sword so decisively, how did he leave the world, what did he think at that moment, what happened in this wasteland?

Originally, this was a secret that no one knew, even the master didn't know, only the dead little uncle and Haotian knew, and now Haotian was by his side, so Ning Que wanted to know.

Sangsang was silent for a moment and then said, "He's a madman. ”

Ke Haoran is known as a madman by the world, even Haotian thinks he is a madman, if you think about it carefully, you can probably understand that this is the greatest glory and pride of human beings.

Leaving the swamp, they entered the Western Wilderness, Ning Que and Sang Sang went all the way to the west, but they were just walking, not rushing, so when the black carriage came to the depths of the Western Wilderness, autumn had arrived.

Autumn in the wasteland is not as clear as in the Central Plains, with a certain bleak beauty, but it is just cold and severe, and soon after the morning breeze has stopped, a snow falls.

There are some undulating hills in the barren field, and there is a dead tree next to a certain hill, and the branches wrapped in snow and frost seem to be jade carvings carved by skilled craftsmen, trembling gently in the wind and snow, as if they are slowly nodding their heads, expressing their gratitude to the old people who have come to visit them.

Ning Que and Sang Sang got out of the carriage and came to the dead tree, the trembling of the branches suddenly turned into a disease, and the snow and frost on it fell, and then, the extremely solid ground in front of the tree that was frozen by low temperature cracked out, revealing a hole.

He lowered his head and picked up the contents of the cave, and then walked back to the carriage, and Sangsang also walked back, and the ground that had cracked in front of the dead tree suddenly closed, and the snow and frost wrapped around the branches again, and returned to its previous appearance.

(Today's three chapters are considered Monday comfort?Everyone knows that I haven't asked for tickets for dozens of days.,And I also said I didn't want to vote.,But today I was educated by the sub-version.,I forgot the relationship between the number of recommended votes and the number of essences.,Affect their hard work.,I'm really a little embarrassed.,Please vote for a few more recommendation votes.,The night is really needed now.,Thank you.,See you tomorrow.。 ）。 To be continued.