Jing Changfeng looked at the milky white marks left on the corners of the three of them's mouths and laughed silently.

On the second day, Ayiguli had already prepared a white horse in white for the trip to Jingchangfeng.

White-clothed Shengxue, this is the most desirable personal image in Jing Changfeng's heart, but because he has been in the desert and grassland for a long time, he has been running between the wind and sand and various livestock, life and death for a long time, and there is no way to talk about the conditions of life, resulting in a stallion breath all over the body.

Now, he has a clear direction in his heart, his motives are pure, his goals are single-minded (even if it is), he is naturally reborn, and here in Ayiguli, after he bathed, he changed into this white clothes, and he was really personable and extraordinary.

After taking a photo of the left and the right, he thought that he was perfect, and his appearance was more beautiful than Pan An, and his shape was more free and easy.

No wonder the three women like flowers and jade like themselves, if there is an afterlife, he must incarnate as a woman, and then travel back and talk about a long-lasting love with himself in this life!

Of course, it would be better if it could be divided into four, arrange one for each of the three women you are interested in, and then keep one for yourself in the next life...... Stop, the change of clothes will be over first, and there is a white horse!

The white horse is like a dragon, and this is also the most suitable mount for the white-clothed young man that Jing Changfeng yearns for.

Previously, whether it was snow or ice horses that he had served honorably under his crotch, after a long time of wind, sand, relatives, and blood and fire battlefields, he no longer knew which side of the northern sky he had disappeared into.

And the white horse that Ayiguli prepared for herself in front of him has the temperament and style of stepping on snow and ice horses, you see that it is crystal clear, flawless, and the whole body is pure white, not even a single miscellaneous hair. When Jing Changfeng turned over and got on the horse, the white clothes and the white horse blended perfectly.

If it weren't for his yellow face, black eyes, and black hair, if someone said that the Kyochofeng and the white horse in front of him were an ice sculpture when they were stationary, it is estimated that some people would believe that in order to prevent the sun from drying "it", people would rather wrap it in thick fur.

Get back to business. But it was said that in the early morning of the next day, Jing Changfeng was dressed in white, stepped on a white horse, and took one last look at the three sisters who stayed in the Shenlu tribe - the soul-saunting Ayiguli standing in the middle, the stubborn and deep Tong Lingji on the left, and the cute and brutal sex dance on the right, and shouted to them: "I, Jing Changfeng, will definitely come back to pick you up!" Then quickly disappeared into the horizon.

The three sisters watched their sweetheart who was as warm as jade, and they couldn't see it anymore, so they reluctantly turned around, and they commensurate each other with sisters, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious: "Sister Sewu, Sister Ling Ji, Brother Changfeng has now gone to the Desert Wu Clan, let's stop thinking about him, let's play ours!" Needless to say, this is Ayiguli's words of self-comfort.

"Sister Ayiguli, you say, will he come back to see us when he goes?" This is Tong Lingji's careful eye.

"Whatever, I'm hungry after standing for so long! Sister, do you have anything to eat? "These are the words of the color dance.

Well, it seems that Tong Lingji is the most sincere, and she has said everything in her heart, which is actually a taboo in love, especially in front of two strong competitors, right?

However, it doesn't matter, the three women here know each other well, and vaguely know that Jing Changfeng will have an explanation for them. Even if you can't have your own Changfeng brother in the end, even if you can always be by your side, it's still good.

But he said that the white horse under Jing Changfeng's crotch was as fast as the wind, he only felt that the sun rose and set, fell and rose, and the white grass around him was boundless, and soon turned into yellow sand, and he knew that he had come to the desert realm. He was afraid that the white horse under his crotch would just run stupidly, what if he ran out of the desert and ran to the end of the earth, and stepped on the air? Thinking of this, he immediately used both hands to tighten the reins!

I only heard a long howl from the ground, and the white horse's four hooves soared into the air, and then stopped running, but its body still slid on the yellow sand for a distance of three feet, and then it really stopped.

Because of inertia, Jing Changfeng almost fell from the horse's head, but fortunately he still had some control, he just opened his mouth wide and gnawed a mouthful of horse hair, and then he finally stood still.

Looking around, wow, the desert is so big. Where are the Desert Witches? Why can't you see it at all?

Is it all gone? Jing Changfeng was thinking like this, and a small whirlpool of sand and gravel appeared at his feet, and the sand was "rustling" downward!

Is it a bottomless pit?

Jing Changfeng turned over and dismounted, held the reins of the horse with one hand, and squatted down to watch carefully.

I saw that the whirlpool was getting bigger and bigger, and soon, Jing Changfeng's feet also began to sink!

Jing Changfeng hurriedly pulled the reins of the horse, hoping to use the horse's strength to keep himself from falling into it.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and even the white horse was sinking into the whirlpool of the desert at the moment!

Soon, the river formed by the sand had already brought Kyocho-kaze and Hakuba into the whirlpool, and their feet seemed to be empty, and they fell straight down!

Jing Changfeng hurriedly held his breath. Because with a little breath, the sand will go down the nostrils and into the lungs.

At this moment, it was pitch black in front of him, and he only remembered that he was still holding the reins of the horse tightly in his hand, and he couldn't help but think: "Pity these white horses, I haven't had time to name them, they are about to be buried in the desert......"

At the same time, he was also glad that at that time, the Desert Wuzu sent people to train him to "swallow sand", so now he can cope with the current situation without panicking, and in this vast sea of sand, he will die with a whimper.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt as if I had reached the most important place, and my feet seemed to be stepping on a real place! Jing Changfeng opened his eyes at this time-

This place is familiar!

A vast hall with huge torches on the four walls illuminating everything inside.

Next to the wall is a huge stone chair, carved with patterns such as the sun, moon, stars, auspicious birds, and beasts.

On all four sides of the hall, it is decorated with a variety of patterns, using many bright colors, which looks spectacular and vulgar at the same time.

Jing Changfeng searched his brain hard for where he had seen such a scene, but he couldn't remember anything.

At this time, he felt as if there was something in his hand, and when he turned his head, he saw that the white horse was standing beside him like Jing Changfeng, and it had landed safely!

That's just too ...... It's incredible. Jing Changfeng quickly put the white horse in his arms, kissed and kissed, for a while, that sticky energy, comparable to a newlywed.

But where have you ever seen such a scene...... Come to think of it! When I first came to the desert! It turns out that this is the territory of the desert prince Fei Yere!