The autumn wind is in the desert, and the horses' hooves overturn the grassland. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A shiny horse, like black lightning, galloped left and right.

Chasing a young girl behind, a red wedding dress, full of jewels to accompany her.

No matter how gorgeous the jewelry is, it is not as good as the blink of an eye of a girl's coquettish smile.

Raising the rope high, the girl was heroic, saw the opportunity, and threw out the horse ring.

Seeing that he was about to win, the rope circle suddenly shifted its direction and walked away from the horse.

If you look closely, a feathered arrow has hit the rope loop.

Only then did I hear a "whoosh" sound of feather arrows breaking through the air.

The arrow came and then sounded, and the speed of the arrow was faster than that of the wind!

Looking back, the girl saw her groom riding a horse, just carrying the hard bow back, holding the rope, to compete with the wife!

Seeing the young man's heroic spirit, the girl secretly turned up waves of love in her heart, and she was overjoyed.

His face was tense, his pretty eyes were upside down, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneer: "Stealing and cheating, it's not the husband's doing!"

Riding the horse and jumping closer, the young man smiled lovingly, teasing his wife: "If you can't win this horse set, let alone the big husband, I'm afraid even the little husband won't be able to do it." ”

Passing by his beloved wife, he couldn't help but kiss in the air.

After the courtesy, he was ruthless in his heart, and urged him to step off the horse, crank the horse ring, and rush to chase the fierce horse first.

With his kiss in the air, the girl was shy, and when she was stunned, she was far behind him.

Seeing that the girl retracted her mind and chased after her, Hei Wuchang took a light breath: "The groom has won." ”

"It's really unfortunate, what I see is different from what I see. Bai Wuchang looked at the bride, smiled, and praised loudly: "The bride will win!"

The horse is in front, the groom is following, and the bride is far away, how can it be said that the bride has won?

The groom's step-down BMW is not weaker than the jet-black horse, and no matter how the horse moves from side to side, it can't get rid of him.

Xinlang raised the rope loop high and threw it as fast as a wheel.

Just wait for the foolproof moment to appear, swing the rope ring, win the game, and win the right to be in charge.

The time has come, the groom has made a move!

Unbiased, right in the middle of the horse's neck!

When he was triumphant, the groom laughed.

Before the laughter could fall, another rope trap suddenly caught him.

I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good, and I was just about to break free, but the person had been put off the mount.

A few rolls took place and stabilized the body.

Looking back, the bride's steed straddled her, and she smiled brightly, threw down the rope, and continued to chase the horse.

Seeing her riding up the mess, the groom couldn't laugh or cry, and sighed loudly.

I was not as smart as hers, and I thought that I would be able to win by striking first and shooting down her lasso with a feather arrow.

But I didn't expect her to deliberately fall behind, not to set the horse, but to set me.

It's over, it seems that I am destined to be the only man on this grassland who is not a family.

The fierce horse has a rope loop around its neck, and it still runs like a fly.

The wind was strong and blew the rope behind the loop straight.

The bride rode her horse to chase after her, and with a light flip of her bare hand, she grabbed the rope.

Throwing off the horses, the bride stepped on the horse's back, arched her delicate body like a dormant leopard, and ran with the fierce horse for a while.

When the horse's momentum waned, the bride suddenly tightened the rope loop, and as the horse raised its hooves and neighed, she jumped on the horse's back.

Holding the rope loop in his left hand and the horse's mane in his right hand, he fought with his legs and rode steadily on the fierce horse.

The fierce horse was unrestrained, and someone drove it, and he was furious.

The front is strong and the back is about to tear the man off the horse.

The people of the Mongolian desert have been fighting wolves and leopards, shooting eagles and fighting dogs since childhood.

Even if a fierce horse is ridden on the back by such a person, it can only surrender.

After a few rounds of tossing, the horse finally ran out of strength, was no longer so irritable, and followed the bride's wishes.

The bride knew that she had completely subdued the horse, smiled like a summer flower, leaned over the horse's neck, pressed her little face against it, and everything fell silent.

Raising her chin proudly, the bride untied the rope around the horse's neck, and was just about to turn around to show off, when she heard someone praise: "Good!"

The voice was so familiar, and the stirring bride had tears in her eyes, and she looked for the sound and saw two men watching from afar.

One of them, Katsuyuki in white, was as handsome as ever, applauding himself.

The past came flooding back to her heart, and the bride's tears slipped down.

Let it wash its pink cheeks arbitrarily, its eyes are as bright as stars, and it shouts in a coquettish voice: "Uncle Joke!"

The sound of Jiao reverberate, and the horse took off, heading straight for Bai Impermanence.

The horses are not near, and the people are no longer in a hurry.

The bride lifted herself up and leaped towards him.

Afraid that she would make a mistake, Bai Wuchang could only jump closer.

Uncle Joke was right in front of me, and he finally came back to see me.

Tears were scattered in the wind, and people like jade fell.

Falling into Bai Wuchang's arms, letting the crown fall off, pouring out his long hair like a waterfall, his hands intertwined, and his neck was hooked fiercely.

"Waist, waist, waist, my waist!"

Almost out of breath by her, Bai Wuchang cried out in pain, looked at the lady in his arms lovingly, and blamed: "Broke your uncle's waist, come down." ”

"I don't want it!" the bride hooked the necks of other men, but she was not ashamed, and shouted presumptuously: "Who told you not to come back to see me for so many years?

can't twist her tricks.

"Saren, hurry up, how can a bride be so shameless?" was strange in his mouth, but he was reluctant to let go of her in his hands.

"I'm not coming down. Saren not only didn't come down, but also kissed Bai Wuchang fiercely, and continued to play tricks: "Just keep holding me, anyway, you will carry me into the float tomorrow." ”

The two are like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years, and they are unruly.

Laughter echoed, lighting up the grasslands.

While they were talking and laughing, the bridegroom untied his rope and rode after him.

Bai Wuchang took advantage of Saren's words to make a look at the groom and shouted: "The fierce horse is in front of you, go and win back the right to be in charge!"

The bridegroom understood, hurried to grab the horse, lassoed it twice, and held the end of the rope in his hand.

Saren looked back and saw that the victory in his hand had been lost in vain, and he bit Bai Wuchang's ear hard, leaving tooth marks.

Still unrelenting: "Uncle Joke, you don't help me, you actually help him?"

Slowly put her on the ground, still hooked by her neck, Bai Wuchang lightly tapped the tip of her nose: "What he? He is your husband, you are his wife, and in the future, you will be alone." ”

The little feet stomped sharply, rubbing his head into Bai Wuchang's arms, but Saren still lied: "I don't care, I don't care, you just bully me." ”

was helpless by her, and she couldn't be so powerful, Bai Wuchang seemed to have forgotten that he could speak, and only reasoned softly: "I'm all my wife, and I'll be a mother in another year, and I'm still like a child!"

Hooking his hands around his neck, turning to circle his waist, Saren leaned his little face, rolled his eyes, and asked him in a playful voice: "I'll just ask you a word, how long can you stay when you come back this time?"

sighed lightly, thought about whether the North Stygian Snow Mountain would go or not, and replied to her seriously: "Maybe 10,000 years, I can't say for sure." ”