The water and grass are cocoons, the mist is gentle, and the lush acacia sleeps along the embankment, greedily enjoying the hazy and quiet of this land that no one disturbs. The slightest cool breeze blows, and the red and white towers in the distance loom, the water ripples lightly, and the mist agitated, like the maids holding spoons and gently stirring the milk. Soon, the shouting sounded, the black canopy on the riverside began to move leisurely, and the fisherman who got up early flicked the oars, and the ripples in the circle rippled away, which was regarded as an oar breaking the silence of the early morning.

"Thief boy, get out of the way!" a shout came from the ancient road on the shore of Dianyang Lake. Looking from afar, one black and one white, one tall and one short, two figures are galloping from the ancient road. The two horses on the mount were so fast that they were about to crash into a small child. At this time, the child's legs were so heavy that he could not move, and his mouth was wide open, and he could not cry out to himself! The two horses had fat hooves, and if they struck them, the child would surely die!

In a flash, one of the black-clothed riders slammed the reins with his left hand, and the horse's speed froze. But after all, the horse's strength was strong, and it still rushed forward according to inertia, and the black-clothed rider frowned, and his right hand was bent behind his back, and he flicked his finger at the horse's thighs, and the horse was in pain, and he neighed on the ground, and his body shook with it, and he twisted his waist staggeringly, but the child was unharmed. This series of movements was only between the rabbit and the harrier, and the child was always pale, and was waiting for the horse to come and crash into it, but accidentally picked up a life, his little hands on the ground, his knees kneeling, and gasping for breath. Another rider in white also reined in his horse, looked at the child carefully, and when he saw that he was not injured, he gave the rider in black a look, and was ready to whip his horse and go on.

But at this moment, a shocking scene happened! I saw the child quickly get up, patted the dust on his body indiscriminately, and then crossed his waist with his left hand, waved his small fist with his right hand, and shouted: "You stand for me!" The white-clothed rider turned his head to look at him suspiciously, but saw that the child's waist was straight, his eyebrows were tightly twisted together, his face was angry, and his fist was clenched like a small iron ball, waving back and forth, without the original frightened expression at all.

"You are the dead thief boy, bully the master, be careful of sores on the buttocks!" This angry expression was written on a child's face, which was indescribably cute, coupled with his pretentious movements and funny words, which made the face of the white-clothed rider suddenly melt into a faint smile. The white-clothed rider was dressed in a trip-colored flower skirt, with a slender body, and a handful of milk-colored light veils hanging from his hat, and at this time, the mist of the early morning was wafting around her, adding a bit of elegance to her. The white-clothed rider stroked his chest and giggled and looked at the boy carefully. I saw that he was three feet tall, with a childish but handsome face, and the corners of his eyebrows were picturesque but there was a stubborn color that could not be said.

The appearance of the white-clothed rider was originally as graceful as Youlan, but he deliberately imitated the boy's appearance and shouted, "Thief boy, then...... What are you going to do?" the boy was stunned, for he could tell that it was a girl dressed in white!

"Ying'er!" Before he could finish speaking, another black-clothed rider couldn't stand the child's arrogance, led the horse over, and shouted, "Stinky boy, can you give me another shout?" After speaking, he swung his whip and smashed it on the child's shoulder, only to hear a "boom", and another slender black shadow curled horizontally, and when it touched the tail of the black-clothed rider's whip, they intertwined with each other. The white-clothed rider lifted his right hand, and the black-clothed rider's whip swung out lifelessly like a dead snake thrown at it.

"Ying'er?" The black-clothed rider froze for a long time, and whispered to the white-clothed rider, "Who are you?" The white-clothed rider smiled slyly, turned his head and continued to stare at the boy, and said leisurely: "This stinky boy, hehe, keep it for me to play with, it's so interesting!"

"Ying'er, the palace master has instructed me many times, so I'm afraid of you" "What are you afraid of me?" Hmph, you're afraid that I'll get into trouble, right?" "Do you want to scold me for being a stinky girl who disobeys discipline like your father?" said and threw the whip to the side of the road angrily.

The black-clothed rider sighed helplessly, lowered his head and pointed at the boy and said, "Ying'er, you see that he is poorly dressed and tattered, and his language is vulgar and obscene, he must be a ** gangster wandering on the street." How can you have contact with such a person?"

The little boy was smiling and staring at them quarrelling, like watching a play, and was looking forward to them continuing to "fight", but he didn't want this dead black clothes to turn the spearhead to him, and the anger came up all of a sudden, and he scolded: "Dead black clothes, you dare to underestimate the master, you are the **, wait for the master to put this master's "boy" on your face, right?" A sentence burst out, and the girl in white couldn't help it anymore "Haha" laughed, rubbing her stomach with her hands, and the white yarn on the top of her head swayed. I only laughed forward and leaned back, and the flowers and branches trembled.

"Oops" The girl stroked the hanging white veil, pointed at the boy and smiled: "Thief boy, why are you so funny? Laugh at me, all!" She leaned over and dismounted, and said to the boy with a smile: "Thief boy, come with me, make sure you have food and drink! The people in the Spirit Snake Palace don't like to play with me, so you can play with me in the future?"

Who knew that the little boy pursed his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and no longer paid attention to the girl in white. The girl was angry, and shouted without looking back: "Uncle Mu, bring my green snake whip!" "Ying'er!" "My green snake whip!"

The black-clothed rider shook his head helplessly, as if he had long been accustomed to the girl's angry look, and turned to pick up the green snake whip. The green snake whip is dark but mottled with blue lines, soft and slender.

The girl raised her whip and slashed it in the air, and the green snake whip hissed, like an angry green snake about to attack. "Thief boy, turn your head and be careful that I whip you!" the boy stubbornly continued to look up at the sky, a bright morning glow was spreading in the clouds, spreading a beautiful ribbon.

"Do you hear me!" cried out the girl with a choked voice, her watery eyes filled with tears. A sense of loneliness came to her heart, and scenes of her own life emerged, and her ordinary life has always been in the Spirit Snake Palace, always boring, and there are almost no people who are willing to play with her. The person who loves her the most is her mother, the master of the Spirit Snake Palace, and only in her mother's arms can she laugh comfortably, so in her heart, she always thought that only her mother would make her laugh so happily, and laugh carefree!

The boy seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look at the girl in a daze, and he tried to see through the white veil if the girl was really sad, and why was that? What had happened? "Smack!" a whip groaned.

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