I Am Supreme

However, this morning, when Yun Yang fed the prepared forage to the red and red, the red and big mouth chewed, it looked very happy, just like the day before.

However, Yun Yang was keenly aware of...

In the red eyes, there were two tears slowly brewing.

Although slow... it finally fell on the forage.

It was just swallowed up by the red one. If you don’t pay attention, you will miss it.

Yun Yang only felt that his heart trembled a bit. In an instant, a burst of inexplicable sourness and sorrowful heartache gradually grew, difficult to suppress, no recovery.

Yun Yang suddenly stood up straight and looked at the Tian Xuan Cliff, which was already faintly visible in the distance. At one time, he only felt the tide of the heart surge. He couldn’t tell what the feeling was. It was a wave of tumbling and unrecognizable.

Red and red had finished the forage, and it was a time of joy and disappointment, but it seemed to be a bit tired.

The horse head lingered for a long time, not letting him leave; he put his head in Yun Yang’s arms.

Just let Yun Yang hold it and sleep peacefully.

Yun Yang is holding red, and his face is full of color. The spirit of the rhythm leaned against Yun Yang, but also leaned on the red body, a quiet rest.

At this moment, two people and one horse seem to form a whole. Under the sun, it seems that all of them are dyed with a golden brilliance.

On this day, Yun Yang and Ji Lingxi did not take a step, just stayed on the top of the mountain for a whole day.

When the twilight covered the earth, the red finally woke up.

One turned over and stood up, shaking his armpits and screaming.

The sound of this long sigh, the end is earth-shattering, the indescribable breath is long, and the mane under the body is like a flame burning.

It bowed its head, as usual, relatives in the clouds and legs smashed, smashed in the hands of Yun Yang, smashed the chest of Yun Yang, smashed the head of Yun Yunyang.

Then the low humming sounds, and the cockroaches are also smashed, and then they start looking for the forage next to them, and the tails are smashed, if nothing happens.

Counting the rhythm: "When are we going?"

Yun Yang said silently: "Tomorrow morning."

That night.

Yun Yang took out a lot of ingredients from the space, and the two worked together to rectify a table full of rich dinners, and also brought out a jar of wine, the two decided.

Red and red actually sipped the three bowls, and they were so happy that they grew up and shook the valley.

Late at night.

Yun Yang and Ji Lingxi seem to have gone to sleep.

The red lying on one side stood silently.

Its eyes, in the darkness, sparkle with red brilliance, and it is a reluctant focus on Yun Yang's face, a long gaze.

It put out the tongue with great care, gently rubbed it on Yun Yang's clothes corner, then stepped back two steps, silently staring at Yun Yang's face, for a long time, motionless.

In the big round eyes, they gradually filled with tears, and finally fell down one by one.

After a while, it slowly turned around, seemingly afraid of disturbing the generality of Yun Yang, quietly exiting the space of seven or eight feet, suddenly turned around, lightly jumped into the darkness, all the way to the speed of the speed, but the moment Between, it has already reached a peak a few miles away.

That is the highest mountain in this piece, which is much higher than the peak where Yunyang is.

The red-hot torch is standing in the mountains, leaning back and looking at the chest. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the direction of Yun Yang and Ji Lingxi’s rest. It was a long-lasting motion.

The night winds, the red mane fluttering in the wind, but he has always been motionless, seems to have turned into a beautiful statue.

I don't know how long it took, and the red finally turned his head slowly and took back his gaze.

Looking down, whispering in the low, the horseshoes stepping on the hills uneasy, seems to hesitate, I really want to run back like this, run back to my favorite, the warmest master, heavy The tenderness of the warmth, the indescribable love.

But its tears continued until it was flowing on the soles of the feet, but after all, it did not go back.

Then, it finally turned around, this time, like a red lightning, went straight to the mountain jungle, and then did not look back.

......

Early morning hours.

The spirit rhyme woke up from the dream.

I opened my eyes in confusion and found that my whole person was leaning on Yun Yang’s body. His head was on the shoulder of Yun Yang. He couldn’t help but be ashamed to jump up. He quickly supported his body and looked at it, but he immediately found that it was missing something. .

It wasn't until half a mile that the spirits reacted, and the eyes looked around, muttering: "Red? Go out for food?"

Yun Yang’s deep voice carries an indescribable emotion and said: “Red is gone.”

"Walk?" The rhythm of the rhythm brush stood up and said, "How come?"

Yun Yang closed his eyes and said: "Red is the spiritual kind of spirituality. When we left this time, we never thought about bringing it, but it was a horse, but it was chased from Tiantang City. Here, this sentiment is already known to each other, there is no need to say..."

"In fact, I knew from that time, red is feeling that I am going to stay away, it is difficult to have a future. So it is desperate to chase after, to bid farewell to me."

"On the way, it’s desperate to sell and beg, and we’ve been wandering around us. No matter what I give it, it’s eaten, whether it’s love or not, it’s desperate to eat.”

Yun Yang’s eyes are closed, and the voice seems to be flat and straightforward without any fluctuations. However, it is sensitive to the sense of the spirit, and Yun Yang’s heart is agitating the surging waves.

"It wants, but it's just a happy hour together."

"Now, Tian Xuanya is almost coming, and it knows that it can't be followed anymore, so it was more than three times last night... quietly left."

Yun Yang’s intentions closed his eyes.

What lingers in front of his eyes is the scene in which the red is standing in the distant mountains and standing back to the head, the heart of the heart is indescribable.

Goodbye, red.

I will miss you...

Yun Yang sighed long and only felt the infinite embarrassment in his heart.

I only hope that you are happy, free, and unrestrained...

At that time, when I return to Tian Xuan, I must go to you in the first time, and then feed you, and then I will be happy with you, endless joy!

......

In front of Tianxuan Cliff.

Yun Yang hits the purple clothes, fluttering, and next to him is a white robes, and finally arrives.

The two men walked all the way; suddenly a pair of heavenly monks, handsome men, Yushu Linfeng, women's national color, graceful and graceful.

However, until the arrival of Tian Xuanya, Yun Yang’s face suddenly changed, and his knowledge gave him a very serious problem.

"How can the Fudong’s east line army appear here? This scale is clearly to transfer all the power of the entire East Line. What is this?" After watching the dense military camp in front, the flag flying in the air Vigorously, Yun Yang’s heart was full of horror.

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Another: work overtime tonight, tomorrow comrades party, tomorrow's update should be in the morning or morning.