After crossing, I became a group pet

The horse landed on a prairie and ran freely.

The huge emerald-like prairie stretches as far as the eye can see, and there are several horse fences lying on the prairie, in which various colored celestial horses are fed.

This grassland is Tianming Zhouxueqi's Tianma Garden in Beizhou, and many excellent battlefield military Tianma come from here, because it involves more or less military affairs, outsiders are usually not allowed to enter.

The soldiers guarding the horse farm saw someone riding a celestial horse landing, and wanted to chase them away.

Ling Yesheng's toes stepped on the ground, and the white clothes were full of wind. Ling Yesheng's footsteps stood firm and the white clothes slowly fell down, like white dust falling down.

Seeing that it was Ling Yesheng, the soldier came up and knelt down to salute. Ling Yesheng smiled and waved his hands to let the soldier go down.

Mercedes-Benz on the grassland of Nuo Da, with the strong wind whizzing past her ears, Su Qingmian laughed heartily, the dimples on her cheeks were very obvious.

Ling Yesheng's eyes blinked, and an abnormal golden light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and the horse suddenly let out a long howl, and went on a rampage as if startled.

The violent turbulence under her body was shocking, Su Qingmian patted the top of the horse's head in fear: "Be good, it's okay, it's okay, there's no danger here."

Under his comfort, the horse actually showed signs of calming down. Ling Ye was surprised, and then blinked again. The horse rioted again, even more violently than before.

Su Qingmian was flustered, and his eyes were full of anxiety. If he jumped off the horse at this speed, his leg would probably be broken... It is not practical to jump the horse to save himself. Su Qingmian hugged the horse's neck tightly, and whispered to Tianma appease.

But how could Ling Yesheng's real magic spell be offset by a few words of comfort from him, Tianma ran violently, ran to the stables, and went straight to damage several stables.

The Pegasus inside was free and flew beside Su Qingmian. The wings of the Pegasus of various colors flapped on Su Qingmian's face. The Pegasus were not malicious, but Su Qingmian was too horrified to experience this.

Unchanging Tavern couldn't help crying out.

Ling Yesheng flew beside him: "Master Xiao Su, do you need help?" A gentleman smiled dignifiedly.

Su Qingmian glared at him: "Do you like to help or not?"

Ling Yesheng spread his hands: "Okay then." Ling Yesheng really flew away.

Su Qingmian: "..." Listening to the sound of the night, I wish you could choke to death if you drink cold water!

The sound of listening to the night floated gracefully on one side, resting his chin with one hand, as if he was watching a play, and it was a very noisy one.

The other celestial horses flapped their wings. Su Qingmian hid her wings from left to right, and half of her body fell off. If it wasn't for the saddle, Su Qingmian would have had a close contact with the beautiful prairie.

"Listen to the sound of the night!"

Su Qingmian shouted.

"What's the matter, regret it, and want my help?"

Listening to the sound of the night flew close to Su Qingmian, her posture was like the flying fairy in the murals of Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes, with a soft body and beautiful curves.

A celestial horse didn't know whether it was too excited or what it was doing. It slapped Su Qingmian's face with its wings. Su Qingmian, who was about to speak, ate the hair in his mouth. Su Qingmian spat out the hair in his mouth, closed his eyes and broke the jar. Wrestling: "Yes! Lord Tianshu, please."

Ling Yesheng shook his head: "Call my name."

Su Qingmian really had no choice, half of his body fell outside, his hair was dancing wildly in the wind, messy like willow branches in a strong wind, his head was still tilted, if Su Qingmian's stallion was faster, his head would fall from the The illusion of flinging out of the neck.

This situation has to be subdued!

"Listen to the sound of the night, help me..."

As the saying goes, a man can bend and stretch, and he should give full play to his excellent virtues and bring out the excellent qualities of a man.

The corners of Ling Yesheng's mouth raised slightly, he was satisfied, he was satisfied, he calmly got on the horse, and his fluttering white clothes drew ripples in the air.

Ling Yesheng sat behind Su Qingmian, put a hand across his waist, and supported his body.

Taking the reins of the horse from Su Qingmian's hand in this half-embracing posture, Ling Ye whispered softly in Su Qingmian's ear: "Little friend, if you need help, tell me earlier, if you tell me earlier, you won't be in such a field, and next time you will take the initiative." How about a little, don't wait for me to ask."

Su Qingmian: "..."

Rubbish!younger brother!

To be honest, when Ling Yesheng's arms wrapped around him, he really felt a sense of security. His restless beating heart seemed to be brushed by a pair of warm hands, and the beating frequency tended to be gentle, which was very subtle.

But when Ling Yesheng opened his mouth, all the emotions turned into stinky dog ​​shit, dirty and smelly, and even separated from people.

Ling Yesheng pulled the reins of the horse, and the speed of the horse became even faster. For the first time, Su Qingmian knew that the Tianma could run 180 miles. At this speed, the horse flew up and shuttled among a group of colorful Pegasus horses. .

The sky was shining brightly, and the wings of various colors walked against the light of the sky. The fluff on the huge wings fell down, and was covered with a layer of golden light by the light of the sky, so the colorful feathers became colorful, and they were entrusted by the wind to wander.

The speed of the horse gradually slowed down, gliding in mid-air.

Su Qingmian looked up at the thousands of wings, there would be an airflow when the wings of the Pegasus horse flapped, and the down feathers floated, and would be blown up by the airflow as soon as there was a feeling of landing, like a wandering traveler, hesitant to go, and the fallen leaves are hard to return to their roots.

Ling Yesheng let go of the horse's reins, and suddenly attached Su Qingmian's hand, Su Qingmian turned her head suddenly, looking at him with surprised and alert eyes.

But the sound of listening to the night brought him to float up, his body seemed to be supported by soft clouds, his body was very light, like a light feather.

"How is this going?"

Su Qingmian raised her head and met Ling Yesheng's eyes, those eyes were actually very sharp, the tails of his eyes were too long and raised slightly, such eyes didn't seem to match the words gentle, gentle, and calm. But Ling Yesheng is special, he has a natural kingly demeanor, generous and noble, even with such a pair of eyes, when the corners of his mouth are raised, it is surprisingly gentle.

Listening to the Night: "A flying technique, you should learn it in the future."

After thinking about it, he changed his mind again: "No, Shengting Academy will not teach this kind of spell anymore. If you want to learn it, I can only teach it myself."

Su Qingmian hummed suspiciously: "Why doesn't Shengting teach?"

"Because I said it." A look of pride, a look of reason, as if the law of the world is like this.

Ha ha!

You can't follow what you say, Lord Tianshu is amazing!

Su Qingmian silently despised class concepts in her heart.

Ling Yesheng slipped her fingers, and the scattered feathers gathered together, densely woven into a large feather, and Ling Yesheng stepped on it lightly with her toes, pulling Su Qingmian together.

"Want to learn? This will teach you too."

Su Qingmian was disdainful: "Playing with things is depressing."

"But aren't you happy?"

Su Qingmian wanted to say that he was unhappy, but the joy of flying in the air still lingered in his heart, so he couldn't tell this lie.

Ling Yesheng laughed triumphantly, his laughter echoed between the heaven and the earth.

"Can you repair the spell?" Su Qingmian asked.

"What's wrong with you?" Ling Yesheng made the feathers float along the wind at will, without controlling the direction, and freely following the heart.

"A diary."

Listening to the night touched his chin: "Is it important to you?"

Su Qingmian asked him back: "If it's not important, can you just throw it away?"

Ling Ye laughed: "I know, I don't know many ultimate spells, but I know a lot of this kind of messy spells, I can teach you."

I am very proud to say it.

If this sentence is put in the tone of a student, it would be: Oh, high math, I don’t know much, but I play yo-yo very well!

Isn't this a meaning!

Su Qingmian really wanted to learn restoration techniques, so she quickly repaired the diary, and then read it, so that it would be too embarrassing for someone who the original owner knew would not know him.

But Ling Yesheng's face was too slapped, Su Qingmian just didn't want him to teach her.

"Forget it, I'll figure it out myself."

"Just tell me if you need it," Ling Yesheng said, "As long as you ask me, I will help you."

Su Qingmian smiled dryly: "Thank you."

If this was the case, he would not have seen in the diary that the fourth brother was taken away by the so-called "them", and the original owner asked the sound of the night to disband "them", but he would not be indifferent.

It may be that the body has memory, Su Qingmian recalled the words he saw in the diary, and he could empathize with him, as if he was the child whose brother was taken away, his life and death were uncertain, and he was looking forward to his brother's return every day.

A little child, from the time when the flowers bloom to the time when the flowers are gone, can't wait for a close relative.

hypocritical!

Talking is always better than doing. What's the use? It's not a fart.

The feather slowly landed on the ground, Su Qingmian broke away from Ling Yesheng's hand, and saluted: "Master Tianshu, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Ling Yesheng was startled: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just want to leave." Su Qingmian lowered her head slightly, her eyelashes curled up.

Ling Yesheng's gaze became very complicated, and he pursed his lips: "If I did something wrong, then I'll say sorry first."

"It's my problem." Su Qingmian took a few steps back in resistance, "You are the master of Tianshu, there is nothing wrong with you."

There was a big ironic smile on his face, and the dimples on his cheeks were deep and deep.

Ling Yesheng wanted to pull Su Qingmian back, but when he saw someone approaching, he had to withdraw his hand.

Zhou Xueqi strolled over, the thin light green gauze on his body swaying with his steps, and he bowed to Ling Yesheng: "Why don't you tell me in advance when your lord comes to my territory, I'm ready Prepare."

"It's a temporary idea, don't bother." Ling Ye's voice was faint, "We are leaving, you can step back."

Zhou Xueqi glanced at Su Qingmian who was next to him: "I'll see you off."

"No need."

Ling Yesheng didn't laugh, but his eyes were sharp.Without any emotion, pure imperial demeanor, the world is nothing to him in his eyes, not to mention a courtier, when he is in a good mood, he can ignore the crimes committed by his subordinates, but when he is in a bad mood, he cares who is who?

Zhou Xueqi saluted again, smiled at Su Qingmian, and left.