It's the Lantern Festival! It's the Lantern Festival! Luoxue brings "Demon Soul Gun Wind" and the main characters in it, and wishes all visiting book friends a happy Lantern Festival! Good health! All the best! Sweet dreams come true......

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"Ho!~Ho!~Ho!~Ho!~" Somehow, when I came to a cloud-shrouded, ice-peaked and beautiful fairyland, the black-furred BMW suddenly screamed, and suddenly stopped galloping.

The black and shiny BMW, looking around, chose to stop calmly in front of a mountain peak with the most cold air.

However, due to the speed of running, the black and shiny BMW seems to be breathing, and it seems to be trying to adjust its internal breath, just like a generation of heroes with deep internal skills, no matter what situation it encounters, it can be calm.

The young man in black clothes and black cloth on the black horse was stunned, and he shook with the black and shiny horse, and the arm holding the reins of the horse also shook slightly......

Suddenly, in front of this endless ice peak, the young man in black clothes and black cloth on the black horse, he took off the black cloth with a "swish!" and quietly looked around the four fields in the sky.

It's as tranquil as ever, like a deserted spiritual desperate scenic spot, and bursts of fresh air are rushing in front of you.

"Suddenly, he put the black cloth he had taken off over his handsome face, shook the reins of his horse with his left hand, patted his horse on the back with his right hand, and his black spirit horse was like a stroke of ink, drawing with ease on rice paper, and hovered back and forth between the ice peaks in the sky......

"Hehe, Brother Hua Lingmu, I stepped on you and lost my sister Hua'er......" Suddenly I heard the innocent laughter of a little girl, she smiled so clearly, so quietly, like a spring that has never been touched by the human world.

A young man in black clothes and black cloth shook the reins of his horse, and the black steed flew into the air.

The black BMW, like a smart cursor, threw up its hooves and galloped towards the little girl's laughter.

In the quiet ice peaks, the quiet mountains, and the quiet valleys, there are blood-red rhododendrons, exuding an indescribable, fresh sweetness one after another.

"Ho!~Ho!~Ho!~Ho!~" The black and shiny horse came to this place, and suddenly it stopped with its hooves, hung its head, and seemed to find something swaddling, and it breathed deeply in the fresh air here, and it walked slowly towards the swaddling blob......

"Hehe: Brother Hua Lingmu, I want to see Sister Hua'er, I want to see Sister Hua'er, you must bring her to Duoduo!" The little girl in the swaddling clothes, very small, like a little baby, heard the man in black clothes and black cloth on the black horse coming, she quickly and happily took the initiative to talk.

"Hua Lingmu, Flowers, Flowers?" I heard the little girl who was wrapped tightly in swaddling clothes, talking to herself in Happy Hell. The black horse, the young man in black clothes and black cloth, flew off his horse and dismounted, will

"Phew!~" Lantern Festival is here! Lantern Festival is it! Luoxue brings "Demon Soul Gun Wind" and the main characters in it, I wish all visiting book friends a happy Lantern Festival! Good health! All the best! Sweet dreams come true......

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"Ho!~Ho!~Ho!~Ho!~" For some reason, when I came to a cloud-shrouded and beautiful area of ice peaks, the black fur BMW suddenly screamed. And suddenly stopped rushing forward.

The black and shiny BMW, looking around, chose to stop calmly in front of a mountain peak with the most cold air.

However, due to the speed of running, the black and shiny BMW seems to be breathing, and it seems to be trying to adjust its internal breath, just like a generation of heroes with deep internal skills, no matter what situation it encounters, it can be calm.

The young man in black clothes and black cloth on the black horse was stunned, and he shook with the black and shiny horse, and the arm holding the reins of the horse also shook slightly......

Suddenly, in front of this endless ice peak, the young man in black clothes and black cloth on the black horse, he took off the black cloth with a "swish!" and quietly looked around the four fields in the sky.

It's as peaceful as ever. It's like a sparsely visited spiritual desperate scenic spot, bursts of fresh air are rushing in.

"Suddenly, he put the black cloth he had taken off over his handsome face, shook the reins of his horse with his left hand, patted his horse on the back with his right hand, and his black spirit horse was like a stroke of ink, drawing with ease on rice paper, and hovered back and forth between the ice peaks in the sky......

"Hehe, Brother Hua Lingmu, I stepped on you and lost my sister Hua'er......" Suddenly I heard the innocent laughter of a little girl, she smiled so clearly, so quietly, like a spring that has never been touched by the human world.

A young man in black clothes and black cloth shook the reins of his horse, and the black steed flew into the air.

The black BMW, like a smart cursor, threw up its hooves and galloped towards the little girl's laughter.

In the quiet ice peaks, the quiet mountains, and the quiet valleys, there are blood-red rhododendrons, exuding an indescribable, fresh sweetness one after another.

"Ho!~Ho!~Ho!~Ho!~" The black and shiny horse came to this place, and suddenly it stopped with its hooves, hung its head, and seemed to find something swaddling, and it breathed deeply in the fresh air here, and it walked slowly towards the swaddling blob......

"Hehe: Brother Hua Lingmu, I want to see Sister Hua'er, I want to see Sister Hua'er, you must bring her to Duoduo!" The little girl in the swaddling clothes, very small, like a little baby, heard the man in black clothes and black cloth on the black horse coming, she quickly and happily took the initiative to talk.

"Hua Lingmu, Flowers, Flowers?" I heard the little girl who was wrapped tightly in swaddling clothes, talking to herself in Happy Hell. The black horse, the young man in black clothes and black cloth, flew off his horse and dismounted, will

"Phew!~" (To be continued.) )