No one is omniscient.

Murong Gongzi brought a great piece of good news, the eldest grandson Lao Dao, will be there soon.

Mu Zhangjiao, Lu Daochang, and Su Daochang, the three of them were shocked, stunned, stunned, and stupid!

The old master was surprised: "Crazy man?"

Of course, it is not an unpredictable prophet, Murong Gongzi is well-informed, and besides, Yu Bao is the eldest grandson Gongsheng has long known about this matter.

Among the few people in the world.

The reason why he didn't tell Fang Yin was to give him a surprise, just like at this time.

What a big surprise!

Here it comes!

A gray shadow, like a gray goshawk, swept across the twilight sky, and came silently.

The Taoist has no crown, white hair and Xiao Xiaoran, ten square green cloth shoes, and a straight shirt.

It was far away in front of me, and in an instant, people had arrived, and they were relatively stunned: "Yo!

This light skill, called "Wearing Heaven and Earth", is recorded for the "Empty Spiritual Skill", and the eldest grandson Daochang has cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

Let's not talk about it.

Everyone else was stunned, and they didn't know this old Taoist at all: "Old Dao, here." ”

Murong Gongzi smiled: "Come, sit." ”

"Boy, why did you come here?" said the eldest grandson, also confused.

This little Murong is known to Lao Dao, and in the past few years, he would often run into the palace to play with Grandpa Yu: "Hey, there is a dead monkey here......"

At this time, the eldest grandson Lao Dao finally discovered one hundred and eight.

After a glance, he kicked away: "I said, you bad old man." Where did it come from?"

The old master glanced at one hundred and eighty. Stood up. sneered: "You old bastard, do you want to fight?"

"Ahh

Not far away, Qingyun watched quietly and thoughtfully.

At this time, Mu Zhangjiao, Lu Daochang, and Su Daochang, the three of them fell to the ground in unison: "Uncle Changsun-Uncle Changsun-"

Lu Daochang said excitedly: "Uncle Eldest Sun, do you still remember Changlian?"

Mu Zhangjiao said happily: "Uncle Eldest Sun, you are not dead yet!"

I don't mention this. The key is the longevity of the dormitory.

Su Dao Chang burst into tears, almost lying on the ground, trembling from head to toe.

Can't say a word.

Uncle and Master, it's just different, the eldest grandson Lao Dao didn't pay attention to Lu Daochang, and even flew up and kicked Mu Zhangjiao over: "Changmian, you have grown up-"

As he spoke, he touched his head with his hand, and the corners of his eyes moistened: "Don't cry, don't cry, Master is back." ”

Master is back. It's time to be happy.

"Master, Master!" Su Dao Chief suddenly cried bitterly, and hugged the leg of the elder grandson: "Master!

That's what the truth is. What a touching scene.

I can't coax it, I can't persuade it, no one has seen it, and the chief of the Su Dao will be so out of shape, just crying and crying and crying, as if he has suffered thousands of grievances and suffered thousands of sins over the years, as if he wants to pour out decades of tears at this moment. There are grievances, bigger than the sky, there are thousands of words that just can't be spoken, in fact, it is a very simple sentence or two: Master, where have you been all these years?

Speaking of this matter, Lao Sun Lao Dao did not do it properly, and it can be said that it is extremely irresponsible: "He entered the palace, went incognito, and became a eunuch." ”

Insider, Murong Gongzi said: "For a woman." ”

On the side, the old master Mu taught Lu Daochang, and the three of them were sighing to themselves, and they were all shocked when they heard the words: "Eunuch?

"For the sake of a woman, I would rather cut off my children and grandchildren. Murong Gongzi smiled: "This is love, great love in the world." ”

Three people, six eyes, and a point at the same time.

The eldest grandson said, his face twitched, and said: "The clear ones are self-purifying, and the turbid ones are self-turbid, and you are sleeping, you know what the master is like, you know...... Ahem!"

Su Dao Chang breathed a sigh of relief, showed a pale smile, and said with tears: "It's okay!"

The night was deep.

A horse, on a cliff.

Looking at the bright moon speechlessly, the bright moon is also lonely.

Mu Zhangjiao and Lu Daochang went to Yuqing Palace together, and heard that an emergency meeting was going to be held to convey a great news.

The old master and the old Taoist master became a pair, drinking, admiring the moon, chatting about the world and the earth, and falling in love.

Su Daochang and Murong Gongzi are also a couple, in one room, and one hundred and eight and ninety-nine are in another room.

Only Qingyun is lonely.

The more he grows up, the more lonely he becomes, especially proud, which can be said to be lonely, and Qingyun also paid a heavy price for this.

The cost is that I am becoming more and more silent, and I am more and more unable to think about what I really want.

Every time I have something in my heart, but I have nowhere to tell, that's how it feels.

It's time to find a companion, Qingyun said in his heart.

Of course, Qingyun thought of rouge again, beautiful rouge, shy rouge.

Tomorrow morning, we will set off! Qingyun has made up his mind for the thirty-eighth time!

That is to say, he is still hesitating, but he is not at ease, because every horse in Happy Valley is inseparable from Qingyun.

Before leaving, Qingyun has one more thing to do.

Under the cliff, a herd of horses.

They are all stallions, young stallions, as silent as Qingyun, standing straight and motionless.

Hundreds of horses, in the dark of night, like a disciplined iron-blooded army.

Whoever can be the first to climb this cliff and stand side by side with Qingyun will be the king of horses in the underworld.

The cliff is dozens of zhang high, extremely steep, and can be said to be lonely high.

It's like a cloud.

Courage, physique, skill, strength plus luck may be possible.

This is the thirty-eighth time, and in less than two months, dozens of wild horses have died under the cliff.

This cliff has been stained red with blood.

The conditions were too harsh, and the competition was too fierce, but even then Gunma continued because it was fair.

Every horse. There are opportunities for all.

Qingyun bowed slightly.

Gunma moves. Rush to the cliffs.

The silence of the night was shattered in one fell swoop. The sound of hooves rumbled like thunder, and hundreds of wild horses instantly dispersed, once again charging at the cost of their lives!

The opponent is not the enemy, the opponent is just a stone.

But a stone as hard as iron, but a stone as sharp as a knife, but a stone that is cold and without a trace of emotion, is still high above and still out of reach. Again, Gunma fell again and again, breaking tendons and disemboweling. There is only a neigh, only a desperate charge, even if you climb higher, the heavier you fall, even if you break your bones, because there is only one king of horses, because Qingyun can do it, because every horse's body also flows with majestic wild blood, and it also has a heart that will never admit defeat!

But there is no point.

The reality is brutal. Like this steep cliff, like the ice frozen by blood on the cliff rocks.

Thirty-eighth charge. Declared a failure.

Then came doubt, inexplicable anger, pain, growl, whimper, intense dissatisfaction, and deep despair, and negative emotions began to spread: "Puff!

Some people say that horses have horse language, thirty-eight times is enough, and Qingyun has only one.

Only giving up is the best choice.

The word of the crowd is so, but Qingyun is unmoved.

It's like this every time, and no one necessarily gives up, there will be thirty-eight times there will be thirty-ninth times, maybe next time-

There is no next time.

Just when Gunma mourned the dead, dragged the stump, and complained.

Another horse appeared on the cliff.

It turned out to be a mare.

Jujube red color.

"Little three! Little three!" The group of horses hissed in surprise, thinking that they had seen the hell: "How is this possible!

Xiao San, who has been missing for a long time, has now appeared.

Xiao San, with a dull coat and skinny skinny, stands beside Qingyun like a donkey.

Xiao San can't stand shoulder to shoulder with Qingyun, but Xiao San stood at the same height as Qingyun, high up, looking down.

Xiao San is weak and vulnerable to jackals, and when he grows up, he is not social, so he is rejected by his peers, so he is named Xiao San.

Little three, always unwelcome.

"Cheat! cheat! This is cheating!" a tall stallion roared angrily!

There is only one reason, Xiao San is a detour, this cliff was originally backed by a mountain, and there is a backer!

"Little San, no wonder I can't see you these days!"

"Little San, you yellow-haired wild girl is scheming!"

"Little San, come down quickly, this is not a joke!

"Little San, why are you so troubled, Little San, I have long advised you not to be delusional......"

Xiao San has a crush on Qingyun, and every horse knows it.

Qingyun was silent.

The gossip was not in his ears, and Xiao San didn't pay attention to it, only looked at Ding Qingyun and said, "I said it, I can too." ”

Qingyun was silent, and he felt a little surprised.

"What you said, is it still counted?" asked Xiao San calmly without taking his eyes off him.

"Of course. Qingyun sighed and said, "From now on, you are the King of Horses." ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene was chaotic!

"No, never!"

"How can this be justified!

"It's not fair! It's not fair!"

"She is opportunistic, everyone has seen how the dignified position of the king of horses has been passed on like this......"

It's all stupid people, self-righteous, headless and brainless, who knows that this is a big mountain that is integrated with this cliff, and only this place is the most gentle place to climb to the top!

Qingyun was too lazy to explain, and Xiao San also had his own opinion: "What do you see?"

As he spoke, he jumped down from the top of a high cliff, twisted and turned, dozens of ups and downs, and fell down gently and skillfully: "What do you see?"

"What do you want to see?" asked the mistress, turning to a horse.

The horse froze.

"What do you want to see?" asked the junior again.

The horse was stunned!

"What do you want to look at?" asked the tall stallion with a glare.

The tall stallion looked around blankly.

Running around, turning back in a blink of an eye, Xiao San jumped up like an antelope, more than a dozen ups and downs, and easily jumped to the top of the cliff: "Have you seen enough?

The words are silent, and the horses are all gone.

A new generation of horse kings has emerged, and there is no dispute, and the junior is on top, relying on his own strength.

A horse, on a cliff. (To be continued......)