A peony flower, is for carmine, cultivated in the greenhouse, a precious variety, proud of the cold wind. It is said that the love token, the peony borrows flowers to offer the Buddha, at this time the delicate peony flower is worn on the head of Wu Chuchu, the black braid hair is like a waterfall, especially the beauty is like jade, the delicate red is better than the fire, the moon is hazy and the bird is hazy. This is fate, fate, the sun, moon, stars, people and beasts can witness that the flowers picked by Brother Awu from thousands of miles away finally fell into the hands of Sister Chu Chu: "Brother Awu-Brother A-"

The good couple is natural, the spirit birds are together, Wu Chuchu is already so excited that he can't speak: "Ou!

Wonderful! Wonderful! Hundreds of thousands of people in the audience were excited: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh

It's cool! It's handsome! Awu's appearance is extraordinary: "Whoosh!"

Whoosh, swish, ahh

Awu darts, the case is not in vain.

Whether it is a fierce general or a BMW, it is vulnerable and not worth mentioning. The dart will hit the throat, faster than the meteor lightning, the unpredictable immortal Buddha is difficult to be, and Awu's ability is undoubted. The blade is not in time, the arrow comes to dodge, and as soon as the dart comes out, the person turns over on his back. It's so easy and simple, it's so neat, darts are used to beat people, not iron, and Brother Awu is not a Taoist priest, so whether it is a god or a horse, he can't play soy sauce in front of Awu: "Awu Awu, Awu Au!" More than 30,000 people on Longjing's side cheered in unison, and the Wuzen monk shouted the loudest: "Brother Awu!"

Awu walked gently, just as Awu came gently.

"Well fought! Well fought!" Only one person on the Xiliang side was cheering, of course, it was the small county lord of Wu Chuchu, and the voice of one person overwhelmed more than 30,000 people: "Ou! yes!" Dancing and dancing, a gesture of victory, there was only one traitor, that is, Wu Chuchu, who was loyal to love: "You deserve it! It's all waste!" Han made the four soy sauce parties of Budawalamadan return to the battle in frustration, and together with the four dragon horses who were downcast, they were also convinced, and they had nothing to say.

Awu waved his sleeves and made a cloud in the western sky.

What I said is that Awu is in a good mood today, so the darts he shoots are all flying upside down-

Just like the shore of the mirror lake, in the bamboo house, give the big swordsman Fang that blow.

This is the invincible realm of benevolence, Yan Duogu Renzhuo Totote Zaturi Ni Fourth General is obviously already afraid, and he is so scared that he is terrified: "The eldest prince - the third prince - " A big tiger, plus a little wild cat, what tricks can be played: "No arrows! No darts! No hidden weapons and firearms! Above board!" This is the difference between the military and the rivers and lakes, always have real swords and guns, just like the ranger general: "If you are a man and a man, don't do this-"

Awu is a man, a man, and there is no need to prove that.

So Awu brushed his sleeves away and walked away quietly.

"No Zen!" A member of the gods gave an order, and a monk strode out: "Yes!"

So, below, it should be, the real man, the real man, the real brave, the fearless, the benevolent, the invincible Wuzen monk appeared: "Competition! Competition!"

It's another battle without suspense.

Wu Zen is victorious, and the big bamboo stick is ruined: "Woo-woo-woo-"

The four generals were defeated, and the people were lame: "Ahh

Ay!

Wuchan cried sadly, Wuchan did something wrong, and broke the big bamboo stick that Brother Fang Yin gave him: "Wuzen is not right, Wuzen is not good-"

"Brother Awu-Brother A-" Wu Chuchu cried again, the little county lord just didn't understand one thing, why Brother Ah Wu didn't look at her own house with her eyes from beginning to end, didn't she have Wu Chuchu in her eyes at all: "Drive, drive, drive, Wangjun, you go after him, go after him!" Wangjun doesn't go, Wangjun is no longer the time when he was young and frivolous, not to mention that there is no one in his eyes, not necessarily in his heart, not to mention that he doesn't look at it with the right eyes but looks more carefully: "Moo'er-"

Like birds.

Absurd plays, alternative people, finally come to an end, who knows how many joys and how many sorrows!

This is a play, vulgar and elegant, it is more lively than nothing.

This is a game of chess, you come and go, go through the motions, it's ridiculous to say, who will cheer the game.

The play is not over, Qingyun is here.

Qingyun is the real coward, Qingyun can't forgive himself, rouge fainting is not an excuse-

Yesterday, Qingyun was intimidated by the prestige of Wangjun and fled!

It is because he can't sleep all night because he can't sleep through tea and dinner, and he is so remorseful and annoyed in his heart, Qingyun often laughs at others for thinking how he is, and he only knows until the end: "Coward, arrogant, crazy, waste, bear bag!" When this battle, I thought that the name was right, and it was a matter of honor and dignity, this time Qingyun was late, and that was because he said goodbye to his beloved girl with the determination to die: "Herod Lotus!" This is a battle of fate, no one can stop it, Qingyun hissed and rushed towards Wangjun with four hooves of mortal determination and fanatical fighting spirit, and turned his body into a cyan arrow: "Click, click-"

It turns out that the show has just begun.

Wangjun didn't move, Wu Chuchu cried and rushed to Ah Wu!

Wangjun catches up and fights with Qingyun in an instant!

The battle between the two horses is fiercer than the battle between any other people, and it will shock and make people frightened! Qingyun's hooves are big or hard, Wangjun's hooves are bigger and harder, Qingyun is teeth are very sharp, Wangjun's big teeth are sharper, Qingyun is fast Wangjun is faster, Qingyun is brave Wangjun is braver, all in all, the king of horses is the king of horses, compared to Qingyun, Wangjun is invincible, and the movement is like the wind roaring and thunder: "Moo-spray! Moo-spray!"

Another unsuspenseful ending.

There is no miracle, strength speaks, and the result is that Qingyun is bruised all over his body, his tendons are broken and fractured, and he is unable to fight again before he is paralyzed.

Wangjun was slightly injured, just like back then.

Take away a thick and short ponytail and leave behind a myth that will never be defeated: "Moo-"

I still remember, the low roar is like rolling thunder in the ears, I still remember, the roar is really like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, I still remember that the bloody mouth Sen Sen's sharp teeth tore the skin and flesh alive, I still remember the black horse's hooves, the white hooves of the white shoes will fall and trample on the ribs! It was a dream, it was a nightmare, but Qingyun didn't hurt, it didn't hurt at all, Qingyun couldn't hear it anymore, Qingyun couldn't see it, Qingyun had only one thought in his heart before he passed out, and he was defeated!

Or a feeling of relief, extremely relaxed.

Qingyun didn't know that he also left a deep impression on all the people present and all the horses with his vigorous posture and tenacious will, and also won the respect of the horse king Wangjun. When it wakes up, when it heals from its injuries, Wangjun can give him another chance, the world of horses is always the winner is the king and the strong are respected, which is very cruel and simple. Just like being a man, failure is not terrible, as long as you face it bravely, it is always a person who can really defeat himself and who can really defeat himself, the more frustrated he is, the more courageous he is, or he will sink: "Spray!"

The chess pieces are settled, and the player appears.

It's a play, it's a game of chess, and it's just a small game.

It's too early to say whether you win or lose, and winning or losing is only temporary.

Whether it's a battle formation or a love song, no matter what, the morale of the Xiliang Army will not fall!

It doesn't matter if it's hurt or dead, don't worry about whether it's worth it or not!

The source of strength, the holy Buddha in the heart, not only is there a father in the Longjing army who loves soldiers like sons and uses soldiers like gods, but Xiliangjun is also looking forward to their omniscient and omnipotent god, the living Buddha-

There is only one reason, and that is the Togara.

The Toga has fallen.