In the mountain forest, with a long neighing of horses, a white horse with bright fur ran out from behind the rolling trees. Like a bolt of lightning, Cheng Yitian, who left home in a negative mood, dropped the original horse reins in his hand, and couldn't help but chase forward a few steps.

The horse was like a wind blowing and couldn't blow.

reappeared, after Cheng Yitian abandoned his horse and hurried away. Before that, he urged the horses to run for two days and two nights in a row. The horses were gone, so he had to choose to hike. Another day of hiking, and he couldn't bear it himself.

The horse "sucked and sucked", and Cheng Yitian rushed over to take a look. Yo, it was surrounded by six jackals.

A mighty and strong white horse, in appearance, it definitely kills the thin and withered jackal. However, those who are a little staggered when they run are no shortage of skills when dealing with tall herbivores.

One of the six jackals attacked first, being kicked by the white horse.

The white horse lowered his head and stepped forward**, and killed one.

At this time, Cheng Yitian saw clearly that this white horse was still very different from other white horses. After killing the jackal, the blood on his forehead protruded - it turned out to be a deformed horn.

Horses with horns!

Cheng Yitian couldn't help but be interested.

Seeing that the four jackals had changed their strategy and circled around the white horse, Cheng Yitian saw that the white horse was in trouble. When the larger head pin jumped up and began to attack, Cheng Yitian grabbed a large stone and threw it at the top of the horse's buttocks. Just hit the head and turn to the back of the head. The force was so great that the head was hit so that the head bloomed, and when it fell to the ground, the head was motionless.

The white horse was fierce, and the "sparse" people stood up, and the "poof" trampled the remaining three jackals to death.

The last one is the weakest of the jackals, and I don't know what's going on. Cheng Yitian flew over, and in front of the white horse, a copper coin flew out.

The copper coin made a sound of breaking through the air.

The sound was very similar to the sound of Orion firing arrows in the mountains, so the white horse, who was active throughout the forest, craned his neck and turned his ears twice, visibly frightened.

Fortunately, the copper coin is aimed at the weak jackal.

The speed of a meteor catching the moon rubbed against the fur of the weak jackal, and the weak jackal's soul flew away, turned around and ran away.

The white horse is so psychic that he was so annoyed that he was panting, and he used his front hooves to plow the ground. Cheng Yitian stood opposite, one person and one horse staring at each other. Gradually, the white horse's eyes became fierce, and Cheng Yitian saw it twist its neck, and subconsciously moved to the side. The beastly white horse crashed straight into where he was standing.

"Interesting!" Cheng Yitian secretly shouted, and without waiting for the white horse to escape, he launched the light skill of "no trace in the air", flew in shape, and ran alongside the white horse.

I didn't rest for three days, and I chased the perverted white horse for three miles. Running down, even Cheng Yitian can't bear it. Just look at a turn, rush diagonally, and turn over on the horse's back when the white horse slows down in a turn.

As the white horse ran with all his might, suddenly a man stood up. Then it jumped and jumped, and twisted its head desperately in circles to bite the uninvited guest who had flipped over its body. Tossed for a long time, no effect. Good fellow, the horse screamed and rushed into the wooded area. Its mutant head doesn't know how hard it is, and it hits any tree, and it "pounds". The body rubs more on various plants. The waterfall in the forest did not let go, stepped on the rocks to climb up, and jumped down, the terrain was rugged and the water splashed, and Cheng Yitian was not choked to death on the spot. The old bark of the trees and the barbs of the wild vines had already worn out his clothes and trousers, and his flesh and blood were blurred, and it was unbearable to see.

Even so, Hakuba didn't throw him down.

There was a lot of strength in the crotch, and Cheng Yitian's legs firmly clamped the horse's body. No matter how fierce the white horse is, he is like being stuck with universal glue, and he just doesn't fall. Horses are also flesh and blood, and it hurts when they hit their heads, and their skin hurts when they are broken. He has practiced, but he has not. He gritted his teeth and held back the pain, which eventually became unbearable.

Unable to stand it, Hakuba finally slowed down in rough clothes.

If you are thirsty, drink water. The white horse led Cheng Yitian to a babbling stream.

Seeing the water, both people and horses are happy. The white horse ran over to drink water, and Cheng Yitian also jumped off the horse, burying his face in the water and drinking to his heart's content. When he had drunk his fill, he looked up, and saw the horse go deep into the water, bathe, and climb up.

The wind in the mountains does not blow in a hurry or slowly, and the bright sun does not hesitate to spread.

Cheng Yitian looked at the white horse and gradually lost his mind.

I saw that it was tall, muscular, and covered in snow-white fur, and the tips of the fur somehow shone in the sunlight. The long horsehair flutters more like a silver waterfall. This is simply a silver horse, a divine horse.

Watching and watching, appreciating and watching, Cheng Yitian came to the side of the white horse.

The white horse suddenly changed his temper, turned his head, and rubbed his horns on his head. The horse's mane rubbed against his face, supple. Cheng Yitian hugged it back. The white horse raised his head and neighed, which means, "You come up again?"

Cheng Yitian smiled heartily and turned over on the horse.

This time, the white horse ran fast and steadily. The body shuttled from tree to tree, and suddenly turned into silver lightning in the jungle. The trees fell backwards like the wind, and everything became light and shadow around them. When the fawn came running, it slowed down and frolicked with it. When the monkey climbs over its head on a branch, it raises its head and talks to them.

Cheng Yitian rode it all the way to the edge of the forest. Dismounted, holding its face, Cheng Yitian said gently: "Go back." ”

The white horse rubbed his body hard, but he never left.

"So," Cheng Yitian thought for a moment, and then changed his tone to it, "Come with me?" and came to the market town alone. Finally, the white horse is knocked into the bridle reins of the saddle. Cheng Yitian patted it on the back and said with a smile: "You are good-looking, I will call you Silver Dragon, right? The guy from the shop next to him answered: "It's called 'Wind', and the speed of this horse can be imagined." Maxima, right?" Cheng Yitian responded.

Sharpen at the inn and ride a horse on the road the next day. The wind was very fast, and before noon, it arrived in Jizhou. From Jizhou to Pingjiang, the fast horse travels only half a day's journey. In order to fulfill the promise to the Lord of the Lotus Palace, the abbot of Tianci and the five major masters all stayed here.

Cheng Yitian also lives here temporarily.

The Wangshan Inn in the north of the city is far away from the Linfeng Inn in the west of the city, and there is a small scalping hill in the middle. A long stretch of trees separated the two corners not very far from Ben. Cheng Yitian stayed at the Wangshan Inn, and the Linfeng Inn was occupied by the heads and disciples of the six major sects.

They are aware of each other, but Yicheng is now strong, and the prince of Yicheng and the heads of the six major sects live next to each other, and for a few days, they are unexpectedly safe.

Since the heads of the six major sects live here, on the other hand, it also shows that the convening of the North-South Martial Arts Conference has been promoted.

It didn't take long for Cheng Yitian to receive an official invitation letter from Zhou Biying, the Yellow Arrow maid of the Lotus Palace.

I haven't seen him for a year, and the young Yicheng son in the past is already so stable. Zhou Biying, who was wearing a yellow shirt, her eyes were shining, and she quietly kept looking at Cheng Yitian, who was standing in the garden and reading the invitation.

To be able to wear such a simple linen dress with such a fresh aristocratic atmosphere, how self-disciplined should this person be, and how much more committed to self-cultivation?

has seen him personally, and Zhou Biying is constantly reminiscing.

If it was possible, how wonderful would it be to spend a night with such a person? She desperately suppressed her impulses, unable to control the greed in her eyes, but her tone tried her best to be calm: "Cheng Gongzi, don't go there tonight, okay?" Facing doubts, the corners of her eyebrows were slightly red, and the corners of her mouth smiled: "Purple Arrow has returned to the palace, do you know?" paused. She is a person from the Lotus Palace, even if she has the favor of the Black Winged Eagle King of Penglai Immortal Pavilion and you, as a mother, before she gets married, she still has to stay in the Lotus Palace to be more suitable, right?"

"You said she was going to get married?" This topic is really sensitive to Cheng Yitian.

Zhou Biying was noncommittal, and only shrugged her eyebrows, which were drawn high: "Anyway, it's good if you don't go out tonight." Leaving him full of doubts, he laughed and left.

That night, Cheng Yitian slept on the bed in the inn room, faintly heard the sound of "buzzing" mosquitoes flying in his ears, sat up, as far as his eyes could see, at the window on the other side of the gable illuminated by the milky white moonlight, a thick cloud came from far and near. He didn't know that this was actually a bee raised in the Lotus Palace, and when he had served the special nectar and felt the heat source, he wanted to attack it in groups, known as the Immortal Finger.

Cheng Yitian is equipped with a Xuan Bee Spirit Match, and he is not afraid of bee venom, but thousands of immortals are stung on his body, and the pain is unbearable.

Rolled over and got out of bed and rushed out of another window. Zhan Qinggong swept out of the inn, and there was a buzzing sound in front of him, and a large number of immortal fingers swept over.

A yellow figure landed beside him at this moment. Blocking his waist and hugging Cheng Yitian, like a waterfall, the black hair hides the face of a girl, and she is as delicate as a flower.

Zhou Biying's mouth was close to Cheng Yitian's ear, almost sticking to Cheng Yitian's face. There were immortal fingers in ambush in all directions in the west, and Cheng Yitian had to follow this woman, and finally, with a "plop", the two of them jumped into a large pond of half an acre in the encirclement together.

Thousands of immortal fingers hovered overhead, and Zhou Biying pulled Cheng Yitian to die and didn't let him out. Cheng Yitian was very poor in water, staying underwater, he couldn't hold his breath after a while, Zhou Biying stretched out his hands and feet, tightly wrapped around him like an octopus, and kissed him mouth to mouth.

Took a breath in his mouth.

Cheng Yitian slowed down a little, and pushed Zhou Biying away with both arms.

With a series of blisters rising to the surface of the water, after a while, close to the riverbank, Cheng Yitian, who was holding the dense aquatic grass, climbed to the ground with seven hands and eight feet. The palm edge of the right palm is like a blade, and he cut more than a dozen white leaves in the palm and waved it out. These dozen or so white leaves flew across each other in the air, and the strong wind carried them slashed the fingers of the immortals who flew over. A small patch of the thick cloud was knocked down on the water. The left palm followed according to the law, and the bees that came from the second wave of attack were also killed. Then he took off his robe, shook it open, spun it, and swept a path out of the thick cloud of immortal fingers.

There were a few sharp whistles on the shore, and behind the tree wall of a dozen willow trees, four heads poked out. A figure came from far and near, behind them. The cold light flashed, the blood flashed, the four heads were pulled down, and there were four more corpses behind him.

An immortal who was chasing Cheng Yitian changed his finger to circle in mid-air.

Zhou Biying climbed up from the water and shouted, "Go and chase, chase it." ”

The immortal finger turned around a few times, turned around and flew towards the open area.

Cheng Yitian threw away his robe, which was stained with bee corpses, and sat on the riverbank gasping for breath. Seeing that Zhou Biying, who was wet, pounced on her again, she was suddenly startled. A black behemoth flew towards Zhou Biying, Zhou Biying had a lot of tricks, her skills were average, and she was hit squarely.

The person who appeared behind the tree wall just now came to Cheng Yitian's side, and said in a crisp voice: "It's not for you to suffer in vain, a beautiful woman, enjoy it?" took Cheng Yitian's hand and left.

After running for more than a mile, Cheng Yitian stopped, withdrew his hand, and asked with a cold face, "What are you doing here?"

Under the moonlight, the beautiful woman's jade face is still the same, the smoke eyebrows and phoenix eyes, the high nose bridge, the delicate and small lips are not dotted, who is not a spruce?

"Leave Yinzhuang without making a sound, do you know how much effort I spent waiting by your side every day?"

"Ecstasy was the solution my dad helped me find. Spruce stared into his eyes and replied without hesitation: "When I was captured by the people of King Jing's Mansion, my token was also entrusted to others to give it to my father. ”

When Cheng Yitian heard this, he was even more unhappy: "You don't believe me." ”

Looking at each other, Cheng Yitian became sad and took the initiative to look away. Spruce took two steps closer behind him: "Brother Yitian, the young man with a face like a crown of jade and the old man with six scars on his face, you should understand who is easier to find." At that time, I asked the beggar to find my father, which was a helpless move. Besides, "sighed: "To be able to deal with King Jing, you must go through the Lotus Palace Master." ”

Having said this, Cheng Yitian's expression of reproaching her was gone. Looking at her face, he looked up and down in a strange way.

Spruce asked, "What do you see?"

Cheng Yitian tentatively: "Do you know?"

Spruce was puzzled.

Cheng Yitian said: "The Lotus Palace Master is actually not called Xiao Feiyan," he said, he paused deliberately, and then continued: "Her real name is Xiao-Jing-Hong!" "Familiar, isn't it?" he asked.

Spruce dodged, avoiding his direct gaze.

The short silence allowed the two people to put aside the mundane things for a while and feel each other with sincerity.

"Yun'er—" he called affectionately.

Spruce's body trembled slightly, and when he approached him, he relaxed his guard and leaned gently into his arms.

"The Black Wing Eagle King is in the past, will you only remember me from now on?" he said emotionally.

She stretched out her arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed her cheeks against his chest. A steady and powerful heartbeat that gives her infinite strength. The ups and downs can be ignored at once, she nodded firmly several times, and said "um" in her mouth.

"No matter what the situation, I will do everything I can to protect you, such as rescuing you from King Jing. ”

The spruce stepped away a little, looked up and touched his gaze, and suddenly smiled, fresh as a spring flower.

Cheng Yitian couldn't control it, and lowered his head to grab her delicate lips. Two people who have the same heart are entangled with each other, and this situation is beautiful. After a long time, they separated, and Cheng Yitian asked her a question: "Who did you throw to Zhou Biying?"

Spruce smiled and said, "A butcher who kills pigs." ”

"How do you know the butcher who kills pigs?"

When I followed Zhou Biying to the Wangshan Inn, I passed by the house. The butcher hated his wife for burning the wine and food that was not to his taste, and was beating his wife. ”

"You're meddling?"

"Hmm. "Spruce tilts her head and wrinkles her nose, and she looks playful and cute.

had to caress him again, and Cheng Yitian then went on to ask: "Catch him out and give it to Zhou Biying, are you helping the butcher? Or is it just to embarrass Zhou Biying?"

Spruce's eyes sparkled, but he didn't speak.

"Just say it. "Cheng Yitian has no taboos.

Spruce whispered. These words can most expose the most fundamental essence of the Lotus Palace Maiden. From her mouth, in a sense, she admitted that she was indeed different. However, it was so, and she saw in his eyes a full pampering, which was really more important than any tolerance.

Spruce was at ease and snuggled back: "I have nothing to do with those things from now on." If King Jing's Mansion or Lotus Palace arrests me again, I will only expect you to save me from now on. ”