Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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Anar rode on Tianma and came down at dusk. It was like riding a white lightning across the sky. It was originally because the last group of the preliminary audience had already had an aesthetic fatigue. They were all matched by the white horse of the Shenjun and the female rider with a heroic attitude. The incomparable momentum has regained attention.

No suspense, Anar riding the Pegasus, in the grassland men are not convinced, the win is easy.

In a praise, Anar jumped down and took the white horse to Zeyi. The little girl is scary and blushing, and she doesn't know what to say.

She now understands that Arnal is not going to catch the wild horses. At first it was the idea of ​​Tianma!

"Ajia, how dare you... oh."

Anar grabbed her mouth and didn't want her to finish her words, indicating that she had a lot of people here.

Zeyi nodded. "We will move it back to the account. What if it is stolen?" She said that she was going to take the white horse. The white horse stood in the same place, and did not even move the hoof.

Ze Yiyi grinned, "Ajia, it has only recognized you."

Anar smiled and touched the white horse's mane. Of course, she only recognized her master. Before she saw her, she could see the scenery. Who could think about how much pain she had suffered in the snow mountain in order to tame these so-called Tianma. At the thought of this, what Arnard defeated this time was not to tame the white horse, but to defeat himself.

The two men took the white horse into the yurt, and Dunzhu and Mo La saw her coming back and were overjoyed.

"You are too bold, and dare to catch the wild horses, let us see, is it okay?"

Mo couldn’t help but shed tears. It’s not good to talk about the Chinese in the Pearl. I’m eager to stand up and check out Anaar’s body. Anaar shunned the weight and told the story again, of course, did not mention that this is Tianma.

White horses are not uncommon. Tianma is a god. If it is not a famous saying, ordinary people can't connect it to Tianma. Who can trust her to be a woman, can tame Tianma?

This night, the yurt was very lively. Anar went out with Zeyi, and the herdsmen sang and danced around the bonfire. They all recognized that Anar was the owner of the white horse and invited her to dance with Zeyi. .

Under the bonfire, everyone smiled and smiled, and Anaar felt that he really integrated into the atmosphere.

A little laugh, Anar and Zeyi have a lot of roasted whole lamb back, and four people have eaten. At night, Zeyi was sleeping next to him, quietly asking Anar, the white horse had a name.

Anar remembered the snow-capped mountains, the pure snow and ice, and the white horses were like clouds, and they were holy when they ran.

"Is it good to call Baiyun?"

Zeyi whispered and seemed to think that the name was too ordinary. However, she couldn’t think of a more appropriate name for a moment, only agree.

Baiyun seemed to understand the conversation between the two people outside the account. He licked his tail and Anar could not understand whether he liked the name. Regardless of it, is she the master?

All three of Dunzhu were asleep. Anar felt a stroke on the outside of his thigh, and his mouth was soaked. The white temper was so sturdy. The two held each other for three days. It could also hit her on the rock. There must be a lot of bruises on the body, but I don’t know when it will be good.

Coming in the horse, plus a few days of effort to tame the white clouds, finally let Anaar fall into a dream.

............

In one of the inconspicuous yurts, the bonfire outside is reflected, and it is still clear without lighting.

A person dressed by a herdsman got in and told the news that Arnal had been riding a white horse at the last minute.

"Boss, that white horse, at first glance, is extraordinary, with a little training, it will not be inferior to those horses of precious blood, and will definitely meet your requirements."

The shadow of the shadow, the smile of the middle-aged boss, the big golden tooth on the upper side of the craft is exposed.

"It’s just that the horse is good. The rider riding the horse is also a rare color. You have such a Jiangnan taste in the grassland. It’s really unexpected.”

The man’s eyes turned, and he whispered a few words to the boss of the Golden Tooth. Both of them showed their smiles.

...............

The next day was the semi-final match. Bai Yunyi did not quite remember the appearance of other opponents. He ran across the finish line easily, and Zeyi took the same red, and even Dunzhu and Mo La helped to see the game. .

Getting along with each other, this family with a simple demographic structure has already regarded Anaar as a family member. For her victory, the three people are very happy.

"Baiyun is really powerful!" Ze Yitong's eyes are quickly turning into star eyes. Only her and Anaar know the truth at home. This is "Tianma". She carefully touched the tail of Baiyun, and Baiyun did not think about it. Kicking her - simply scorned Zeyi with the little girl.

Anar gave it a smooth mane: "Baiyun will win the championship. When I get a 100,000 bonus, we should not rush back, arrange Mo to go to the hospital, and before the winter comes, I will do the surgery and recover. ""

Mo La turbid old eyes shed tears, grab Anar with a rough big hand, do not know what to say.

Anar has smashed the topic. She is willing to do something for this kind-hearted person. Dunzhu will accept her an outsider who is amnesia. Mo and Zeyi are both very good to her, patiently teaching her how to Survival on the grassland - Anaar thinks that if she had family members before her memory loss, she also hopes that someone can take care of them instead of themselves.

Mo La often said that good things will be blessed, and Anaar believes this.

The four men are about to return to the yurt, and a herdman suddenly smashes out from the grass next to him.

"200,000, buy your horse."

The man was quite arrogant and suddenly said that he wanted to buy a horse and let the four people hold it.

When I saw the four people of Arnal, there was no such excitement as I expected. The rich and savage herdsman, Anar politely smiled: "We don't sell horses."

The face of the man changed, and the four of Arnal brought back. Baiyun Shenjun, it is normal for the herdsmen to value. I am afraid that the champion of the horse racing conference will be won tomorrow, and the rich herders will be able to open higher prices.

However, the three people of Dunzhu are not people who love wealth. Anar is bringing the white clouds from the snow-capped mountains. The horses that are tamed by themselves, love the treasures, how can they sell? - As long as you win the horse racing conference, there will be 100,000 bonuses for Mocha to do surgery, and why sell horses.

Anar put his face on the white clouds and smiled like a flower.

The herdsmen’s eyes were unwilling, and they disappeared into the vast yurts.

The middle-aged boss of Dajinya listened to the reply and thought: "They want to raise the price after the horse racing meeting tomorrow."

The man bowed his head. "The boss is like a torch."

Dajinya smiled. "So you know what to do?"

The man's head is lower, "... Of course, she won't win the championship."

Dajinfang patted him on the shoulder: "Be careful, I don't want a horse with a leg."