The white horse stood in a red gauze and carried a sword barrel on his back. Her face was very serious, her scarlet mouth was pursed, her dark and bright eyes were staring at the arrow target a hundred steps away, and she slowly pulled out an arrow from her back and skillfully placed it on the string.

The arrow flew out with the sound of the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it had landed straight on the red heart of the arrow target, firmly nailed to it, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling slightly.

The smile on the white horse's face became even worse, and he turned his head to look at the moonlit night, and seemed to say to him again: "Miss Ben has won." ”

"Yes, it's my turn. Yueye had to admit that the white horse's archery skills had improved a lot, and he was able to do nine out of ten shots, he raised his bow and put the arrow in the air, his brows furrowed slightly and aimed at an arrow target.

"Whoosh!" a sharp voice rang out in the air, and the off-string arrow pierced through the red heart of the target and landed on the last target in that row.

The arrow fell, and the target in front of it fell until the last target was revealed, and the arrow was inserted into it, reflecting a dazzling light in the sun, and the white horse looked stunned.

"Wow, it's worthy of Brother Moonlit Night, it's great. The white horse clapped his hands fiercely, convinced, "Say, what do you want." ”

The white horse walked in mischievously and looked at her sideways, the heat from his mouth hit his ears, and a flush appeared on his face that had not changed for thousands of years on a moonlit night, and he felt that his heart was beating faster.

Under the throbbing, the bow in the moonlit night's hand fell to the ground, turned around and held her in his arms, and kissed her on the lips.

"Hmm. The white horse's eyes widened as he looked at the enlarged eyes that were close at hand, and he couldn't believe it, and he swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

The kiss of the moonlit night was frenetic and domineering, wandering around her lips. The white horse wanted to struggle, but was hugged tighter, and he was almost out of breath.

In the interval between "Brother Moonlit Night", Hakuba took a breath. The tongue of fire on a moonlit night took the opportunity to pry open the shell and rag in her lips. Hakuba felt that his whole body was going to sink into her arms, and his head was dizzy and disoriented.

It took a while for the moonlit night to let go of her. At this time, the white horse's face was flushed, his light feet were unstable, and the whole person leaned on him.

"White Horse, will you promise to marry me?" asked cautiously as Moon Night took her in her arms, for fear that she would refuse.

The white horse's expression was dumbfounded, looking into the distance. Hearing this, she was surprised and gasped and asked, "Your wish is to marry me?"

Moonlit Night nodded, not daring to look at her. The white horse was silent for a moment. She likes Brother Moon Night very much, and she once thought that one day he would confess to herself that she would agree without thinking about it, but why did she hesitate a little today, Bai Ma was puzzled. In the dark depths of his mind, a flash of red suddenly flashed.

"Would you like to?" Moonlit Night's voice interrupted her thoughts, and Hakuba smiled awkwardly and nodded in agreement.

"Great!" Moonlit Night showed a big smile, a smile that had never been seen before. He smiled and held the white horse in his arms, like a treasure.

Dark night, cold house study. Moonlit night sitting at the table. The faint light of the candle's beating refracted a shadow, up and down the wall. The door to the study creaked open, and a guard in a black leotard walked in and knelt at the table. The black-clad guard looked up. It is the confidant of the moonlit night.

"How's that over there. The moonlit night seemed to be looking at the candle flame in a daze, and spit out four words.

"They're heading towards Yelang City. Wushuang replied, without a trace of expression on his face.

"Them?" asked the moonlit night, his eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't die in such a big snowy mountain. He frowned slightly. Throwing a glance at Wushuang, Wushuang understood that he would withdraw. I will never allow anyone to ruin the wedding of He, especially the eyes of the moonlit night with a hint of fierceness. The lights in the room faded, and the candles on the candles burned out little by little, until they turned into wisps of green smoke, and then the day dawned.

A river in the mountains meanders and the green mountains reflect the green water, and the picture is full of a tranquil color. On the river of Moon Bay, a flat boat floats slowly, and a song comes intermittently, breaking the quiet atmosphere. Yiyun lay on the flat boat, holding the broken flute in one hand and putting it in his mouth, and the blue bamboo leaves crossed the water, making a splash.

The boat went down the river, and it was a thousand miles away, and I believe that it would not be long before we could reach Yelang City. Withered Leaves sat in front of the boat and thought. But I didn't know that a black shadow at the bottom of the river was about to move. The shadow flickered and then faded.

The river flows eastward, all the way to the easternmost part of the East China Sea. On the blue ocean floor, a string of glowing water bubbles kept sinking down, and I looked down at it. At the bottom of the sea is a splendid palace, and the huge plaque in the middle of the hall reads the word "Dragon Palace" in a majestic manner.

Inside, on a dazzling throne made of coral, the dragon king sits on it, furious.

The crystal floor is crystal clear and illuminates everything in the house. A figure knelt on the floor trembling and said in fear: "Back to the Dragon King, the little one has already found out the murderer of the eighth prince." "It was a fish monster with a propylene fork in his hand, and he was lying on the ground with his back bent, and the fins on his back were trembling.

On the throne, the dragon king's face was stern, and his long dragon whiskers floated violently, and the anger in his heart could be seen. He couldn't bear to beat and scold his precious son, but now he was killed by mortals, so how could he be embarrassed.

"Where are they now. The Dragon King looked at the stone bed on the side with a dark face, on which was the body of the Eighth Prince lying quietly, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

"On the way to Yoro City. The fish monster lowered its head and looked timidly at the dragon king's gaze.

"Yelang City. The Dragon King groaned, his gaze drifting into the distance, "Slaughter the city! I will let the blood of all the people of Yelang City sacrifice to my son!"

The Dragon King's voice was extremely cold, as if it was a Shura from hell, echoing throughout the Dragon Palace.

The boat passed through the mountains, looking into the distance, you could already see Yelang City, the penny on the river rowed across the river at once, you can see the eagerness in the heart of the withered leaves, this scene happened to be seen by Yiyun, and he couldn't help but mock him a few words: "It's just a woman, as for it?"

The withered leaves were stunned for a moment, the penny in his hand stopped on the water, shook his head and smiled: "You won't understand until you meet that person." ”

"That person?" Yiyun's expression froze, as if he was recalling something, but unfortunately his mind went blank.

The penny continued to swing happily, and suddenly the water in front of the boat burst and set off a wave, and the boat shook violently like a lonely leaf. The water splashed, and several black-clothed people jumped up on the leaves, carrying bright knives and slashing at the dead leaves. (To be continued......)