Realms In The Firmament

Little Blackie raised her head and enjoyed this sensation of 10,000 eyes, her spirit shaking more and more.

“Brother Ye...” Lord Wood's eyes glow: “This horse is the king of horses! This...”

Ye laughed and Yan Deng was confused. The message reached: "Horse King? You mean this little nigger? ”

Wood conductor some of them planted horsebacks with their heads.

Brother, can you stop mentioning that name? How dare you!

Ye smile consciously is also very innocent of this.

What is the matter with you?

At the time, I just said to the second bastard, "Find me a horse and walk too tired."

Then the second bastard ran into the mountain forest.

Then, after half a day, I saw a snowy two-bit toe squatting high on the little black man's head and running back...

Just by the size of Blackie, Ye Jiao really didn't think of it as a good horse. Can't you just say the name of Blackie?

But any so-called good horse must have at least a reasonable body size. Didn't you say the saying, the tall horse is the good horse, the BMW. Little Blackie doesn't seem to have grown up yet. He can't seem to hook up with Horse BMW. No, but he's not in a hurry at this time. This pony is still very good as a proxy tool for playing with water on the mountain, and Blackie runs fast and says...

There you can imagine that this super inconspicuous ride would actually be a BMW, and what kind of horse king?!

Ye laughed * * in his heart, but also in his mind. He said: This matter was also in reason. With the eyes of the second product, where is the ordinary horse in the eyes of the second product?

Since it came from the force, it must be the best of the species!

“Black beard, black hair, white hooves, fine neck, long waist, long legs...” Wood leader stared at the little black man with a dazzling obsessive look. He looked like an old bareback who had been hard for more than ten years suddenly married, staring at his beautiful bride on the night of his wedding, hated not being able to swallow the wonderful things in front of him...

“It's so beautiful... it's the Horse King...” said Lord Ki.

Ye laughed for a while without a word.

Beautiful... this review, for a horse...

It's... it's...

Ye Xiao obviously didn't realize that even at this moment Wood Commander had created a vigilance--

If the teenager in front of you is the enemy, then this reality is too horrible for the Black Ride.

Nothing else, just this horse, just this little nigger, can completely crumble the Black Ride!

This is the power of the Horse King!

Animals don't speak, but they don't communicate, especially the kind of subjugation to kings that exists in the bloodline!

If it is a simple human being, no matter what kind of master the other party is, even though the world's number one master martial arts has arrived, it is possible to want to slaughter the Black Ride Alliance, but it cannot be said to completely disrupt the Black Ride by itself, but it cannot be done in any way.

But for this little nigger, it's easy to get a little thing that's less than a sip of water - it just needs a long hiss!

The Black Ride will instantly fall apart!

With this in mind, Lord Ki feels he can no longer think about it, otherwise he will have to scare himself to death!

The original intention of inviting this young man back was to take his hopes and treat him as a living doctor, but even if he can't bring back a lifesaving doctor, don't take back a 10,000 horrible and desperate King Yan!

However, I have never heard of a horse king who would be tamed by mankind since the beginning of the world… How can the pride of a king allow himself to become someone else's seat?

I'd rather die than give in!

But this little nigger in front of me... what's going on?

After another meal, a valley entrance suddenly appeared in front.

When we saw the destination reached, the warhorse under Lord Wood's crotch said that he would not dare to lead any further.

The horse is still very self-aware.

Now that the destination has arrived, how dare I run in front of His Majesty? If my tens of thousands of companions in the valley saw me still dare to run in front of the king, then I don't have to wait until the night to be kicked alive. Although I didn't dare to shine at all from beginning to end, who believes, even if the leading king is blasphemous, how can my life be so bitter...

Silent valley.

In fact, the valley is described with utter silence, which is a bit too frightening.

The valley is supposed to be silent. Why does this valley use silence to describe it?!

Just because this valley is a gathering place for a large number of horses, and more than 100,000 horses meet at the same time, how can it be quiet?

But, in fact, this valley, which gathers so many horses, is such silence!

Each horse in the valley was so quiet; it was a rare time to swing his tail, eat the grass in the pony trough, and look gently at everything around him with big eyes.

Tens of thousands of warriors belonging to the Black Riders, all over the valley, either chatting in a low voice, washing their own horses, or doing something else.

All in all, the whole valley is filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Just as a burst of horseshoe sounded outside, the tranquillity inside was broken by this sudden sound.

No, the real culprit for breaking the tranquility here seems to be...

Countless horses, at this moment, seemed to feel everything, almost all standing upright at the same time, with a pair of eyes, looking at the position of the entrance to the valley.

All the horses were disturbingly swinging their tails and gently squeaking their noses.

The prickly movement of the ears seemed to be listening to something, yet the knights, who had been with their horses for years, could see that their horses were really wrong at this moment.

It's not necessarily really disturbing, or they're actually nervous, excited, so it's more appropriate to describe them.

It's just that the knights obviously have no idea what's so nervous and exciting about their horses. What the hell is going on? That noise is clearly the movement of the outside team of his Black Ride back. Such movement can be achieved at least ten times a day, eight times a day. The horse has long been accustomed to this situation, only his eyes won't lift, but how can this show signs of such unrest?

What's going on today?

“Shijinjinjin...”

An extraordinarily bright hiss burst out at the entrance of the valley, almost through the cracked clouds and straight into the sky.

In this long hiss, the royal temperament of the King's Landing, not a lifetime, suddenly swept away the turbulent, thorough heavens and earth!

Humans do not feel different about this or about it, let alone what this long hiss represents.

But the horses were clear.

“Here I come! King's Landing! ”