There is no reason to think of the big dark horse.
Since she is heaven, everything she thinks is, is all heaven.
When the big dark horse ran away, the speed was too fast. Although it was only a very short time, she ran out of hundreds of feet. She carried her hands and walked towards the grassland.
The big dark horse never dared to try to escape, and followed her head down. Tsing Yi was tightly stretched around her waist, or because of some fat, the big black horse looked at her back, her eyes were afraid.
It remembered the blue satin around the script of the wasteland, and could not help but have infinite regrets. He scolded Ning Que in your heart: I said that the woman would be better, you don't listen to me.
Back to the place, she watched the dark carriage full of gray soil, walked in silently, and saw the shabby big black umbrella in the corner of the carriage, and the iron box.
She sat next to the iron box, stretched out her fingers slowly to stroke the box, and cleaned those dispersed ash. Her fingers were stable, and the dust was wiped very well.
Then she looked at Tianyuan Mountain, who was faintly visible to the southeast, and was still silent. The big dark horse knew what she should do, and she was ready to move forward.
The sweat leaked from the dark and smooth skin, and it instantly wet the dirty mane. It lowered his hiss annoyed and had made the strength of his body, but he still couldn't pull the carriage a step.
She stretched out her right hand and fell on the wall of the carriage, and she didn't know what to do. I saw the light light flashing, the rune array on the wall of the carriage started instantly, and the wheels crushed the autumn grass and started to move forward.
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If a carriage wants to abandon the mountains, he can only pass Helan City. At this time, Tang Jun has been withdrawn to the south. He Lancheng only left a dozen Tang army, just like an empty city.
Although there were only a dozen Tang Jun, watching the black carriage came, they still began to be alert to fight. At this time, she opened the curtain and glanced at the city's head.
The Gate of Helan City, where the Golden Account Wang Ting's collection cannot be opened, slowly opened it under her gaze. Black carriage entered Helan City, and passed the canyon to go towards the East waste.
It wasn't until the black carriage disappeared in the field of vision that more than a dozen Tang army woke up in God, showing a sorrowful and shocking emotion in his eyes. They clearly remembered what happened before, and did not understand why these people would be honest.
What happened to the city door?
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The black carriage passed through the Eastern Wild, passed through the border village, entered the Yan Kingdom, and then continued to go south. All the way to go all the way is the wild mountains and wild ridges.
One day the black carriage came to a small town at the junction of the Yan Kingdom and the Song Dynasty. The town was very small and ordinary. There was only a narrow street.
If you smell it carefully, you can still smell the peculiar smell of salted fish,
The place here is remote, and it is not affected by war. Life is inevitably affected. The business except food is obviously more difficult to make. The meat shop on the east of the street is the only one in the town.
It's lively, but today the deserted flies feel boring.
The black carriage stopped in front of the meat shop. She walked out of the carriage and looked at her tall tender breasts and tight clothes. She frowned slightly, and it was still difficult to hide the hate.
Although the business was not good, the butcher's mood was good. He didn't expect the meat to live. At this time, he was in the winter of last winter. He was ready to cook the wine.
Hearing the footsteps, he looked up and looked at the Tsing Yi girl who walked into the meat shop for a moment. I thought that this fat girl was a new woman who marries, why haven't I seen it before.
Then he continued to bow his head, a sharp and heavy meat knife. With each time he was underneath, the greasy on the knife would splash a lot of star foam, and the thick cutting board kept shaking.
She walked in front of the butcher and looked quietly, and seemed to be very interested in his meat.
The butcher did not respond at first, but he was holding himself.
Then his breathing gradually became rapid, like an old man with a serious illness. The sound of the stretch box kept in the strong chest, and his hand holding the handle trembled slightly.
The fear in his eyes became stronger and stronger, the speed of the meat was getting slower and slower, the sword was getting heavier, and then he began to sweat.
The sweat beads fall into the pork ribs, and then the meat knife is caught into countless petals, and it is difficult to separate.
The butcher's hand trembled even more, and finally missed it and cut it on his fingers.
With a stuffy sound, countless greases and wood residue splashed under the cutting board. There was a crack on the cutting board at the height of nearly half of the height.
The knife is endless, and the meat case is broken into two sections. Immediately after, the meat covered with blood and the ground also appeared very deep cracks. This crack was extremely dark.
When I heard the sound of flowing water coming, it seemed to be underground rivers!
This is a horrible knife. It is clearly cut on the fingers. It has not fell on the cutting board, but it can break the case and reach the Huangquan under the ghost!
What is even more shocking is that such a horrible knife cut heavily on the butcher's fingers, but did not cut his fingers, leaving only a shallow white print!
What do this person's body do? However, it is such a person, but she dare not look at her. Under her calm gaze, panic seems to be crazy.
The butcher looked at the scattered powsing on the ground, grinned, and exposed yellow teeth, as if to cry, and laughed at himself. Suddenly, the heavy meat in his hand put his hand.
The knife was thrown to the ground, squatting down and holding his head and crying, he still did not dare to look up to see her.
"Is the wax pork rose too fishy? Let me go to the palace of the Song Dynasty to get some Houttuynia cordata. If you want to say that thing is greasy to increase the taste, it is really the world, that is, those who don’t understand ..."
The wine man walked in from the meat shop. When he saw the situation in the shop, saw the blade, and saw the butcher who was crying like a child who had seen a ghost, his voice stopped abruptly.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that his throat couldn't get out of the sound. Only the jug on the waist kept swinging in the cold winter breeze, and it sounded.
He looked at the young girl in Tsing Yi, and his face became extremely pale instantly, and his eyes were shocked, because he couldn't understand everything he saw, and he didn't understand how could this happen.
The meat shop is quiet and silent.
The wine disciples gradually calmed down, at least the expression became normal, and the voice was hoarse and asked, "Who dares to ask you? Where do you come from? Where do you go?
For her, the latter two problems are not a problem. The first problem is indeed a problem, so she thought of time, looked at somewhere on the world, thinking about some past.
The jug is no longer swinging, and the cold winter breeze begins to ravage.
In instant, the wine disappears disappeared from the meat shop.
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Nympho
The wine disciples went to the embankment on the sea of the storm of the Song Dynasty, and then he went to Nako Temple, and then he went to a nest of a water bandit in the middle of Daze. He even went to Chang'an City and stayed in front of the academy for a while. In the end, he
Still choose to go to a small island deep in the South China Sea, because he believes that Chen will not make mistakes.
On the small island that was filled with hot fog, he only stayed for a short period of time, and at that moment, there was a tide and falling, and it rose three times.
In three days, he lost his trace between the sake of wine. In order to apply these magical powers, he was willing to pay a lot of money. You must know that in order to avoid each other, as long as he did not die, he was willing.
The morning light is micro -stood, and the wine is standing on the black reef, looking at the distant north. No matter his eyesight is so far away, he still can't see the mainland, but he doesn't feel sad because of this, but at this time, he
I feel that I probably understand the feelings of Chen.
Even if you can't take a step in land for life, what about it?
In his long life, except for the last night of the night, only when the old ox was pulled into the town, he felt like this after the rest of his life.
Even those two times did not feel so strong this time, so thrilling. The wine was very fortunate. After mourning for the butcher, I wanted to drink some wine to celebrate.
He took off the jug from his waist and was about to raise it in front of him. Suddenly, he had a white hand, passing through the sea breeze, and came to him, took the jug away.
The movement of that hand is very natural and casual, so it cannot be refused.
She picked up the jug and started drinking. Some drinks sprinkled on the cyan placket, and then drank it.
She threw the jug back into her arms.
The two returned to the town.
Three days have passed. The chicken feces in the market have been a little thicker, but there is no change in the meat shop. The butcher no longer cries with headache and dare not escape. He stood in the corner with his head down.
The wine is unparalleled and countless. The movement is three days. The realm is really unpredictable. It can even be said that he has realized the highest time and space rules in Haotian World.
However, she is Haotian. This is her world. She is the rules. No matter how deep the wine, no matter what the wine is realized, is still within the rules, so how can she stay away from her?
"Good wine." She looked at the wine man.
For the first time in the world, she did not fluctuate in the world. Naturally, it was difficult to express emotions, but it sounded that it was not mechanical and extremely ethereal, transparent and empty.
She obviously said two words, but it seemed to send countless syllables at the same time. It was complicated like a gorgeous movement, more like all voices of nature.
People who hear this sound will have awe of emotions. The higher the realm, the more you can appreciate the sacredness in the sound. The more you want to surrender to worship such a great existence.
Even the same is true of the wine disciples and butcher.
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