nashuaworldcup Chapter 321 Is that Meng Xiao? Are you still alive?
Chapter 321 Is that Meng Xiao? Are you still alive?
Di Xiuyan took Mu Wanyan and Di Jintong out of the military camp and headed straight towards the back mountain.
There was no conversation along the way until they reached a valley. Di Xiuyan called out "Xiaohong" several times, and then he saw his reddish-brown war horse running towards him.
There was a dark-skinned person on his back, whose face looked dirty and it was obvious that he hadn't taken a shower for several days.
"Ah, Meng Xiao? Is it Meng Xiao?" Di Jintong was the first to call out, her eyes wide open, and she was so shocked that she could hardly speak.
She ran a few steps to the warhorse, looked at the dark face, and tears began to fall.
"It's really Meng Xiao. It's really my damn Meng Xiao."
She pulled the reins and patted the horse's belly excitedly several times before she came to her senses and grabbed Meng Xiao's big and dirty hands.
The warhorse was startled and neighed at Di Jintong, meaning: Hey man, if you want to, then beat Meng Xiao, why are you hitting my horse?
Di Jintong cried with joy. Without even waiting for Meng Xiao to stand on the ground, she threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.
"Meng Xiao, Meng Xiao, I thought you were dead. I thought I would never see you again in this life."
Meng Xiao's face turned red, and he barely supported the weight of the two people with one leg. He looked at Di Xiuyan and Mu Wanyan not far away with some embarrassment, and pushed Di Jintong out while refusing:
"Miss, men and women should not touch each other, don't... don't do this."
Facing the serious-looking Di Xiuyan, he quickly raised his hands and explained to his master: "Master, I didn't hug Jintong, I didn't hug her, I didn't hug her."
Di Xiuyan frowned and said to Meng Xiao, "Coax Jintong into submission." Then he hugged Mu Wanyan and left.
Mu Wanyan: "We're leaving just like that? Aren't you going to tell Meng Xiao a few words?"
Di Xiuyan: "Don't worry about them, I have more important things to do."
After he finished speaking, Mu Wanyan screamed "Ah——" and Di Xiuyan grabbed her waist and flew onto the back of a reddish-brown warhorse, then galloped into the depths of the forest.
Just now in the military camp, people were coming and going, and there was noise and cheers everywhere. Many things were inconvenient to say, and many things were inconvenient to do.
At this time, they finally reached the mountain. The breeze was gentle, the time was peaceful, and no one was disturbing them... How could Di Xiuyan be willing to go back so easily?
The old warhorse's face turned red. Just by looking at its hooves, it could guess what its master was going to do.
As he ran, he complained in his heart: Di Xiuyan, Di Xiuyan, are you going to stop doing this? Are you going to ignore the difference between day and night?
I just came out of the dream of separation from the soul, and I haven't had a bite of food to eat. Do I have to carry you and the princess to practice in an uninhabited place again?
Can we get back to the tent before dark this time? Or do we have to wait until tomorrow morning?
You two must have eaten enough, right? You two must not be hungry, right? But I didn't eat grass, I'm hungry.
The warhorse sighed, neighed, and continued running.
Alas, how come the master is so strong? Is he so energetic? Is that thing so joyful and ecstatic?
It really didn't understand. It just thought how could that thing be as delicious as hay and black beans?
This reddish-brown warhorse will never experience the happiness of Emperor Xiuyan in this life. Because in order to make the horses more docile and easier to control during war, they are usually castrated, and this red horse is no exception.
So, everyone could only feel sorry for Xiaohong for a few minutes.
They soon arrived at their destination. Fortunately, the hot spring chosen by Di Xiuyan was home to a lot of lush and juicy young grass and leaves.
The warhorse seemed to have arrived in a paradise on earth. After eating its fill, it went off to keep watch for its master.
At the same time, Di Xiuyan also felt that this was a paradise on earth.
The mist is lingering, the hot spring water is warm, and the echoes are endless.
On the shore, in the water, and on the large flat rocks in the water, his and Mu Wanyan's figures could be seen everywhere.
Mu Wanyan cried again and again, and Di Xiuyan coaxed her again and again.
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On the other hand, in real life, Meng Xiao became reserved after meeting Di Jintong.
His figure was not as strong as in the dream, but more slender and good-looking. Although there was a thin stubble on his thin face, it could not hide his handsomeness and fortitude.
Unfortunately, he could only touch the ground with the tip of his left foot; the sole of his foot could not touch the ground.
His entire body relied only on his right foot to support the weight of both him and Di Jintong.