Princess Helian Yunyun of Great Mu bent down to greet him. Her smile was like a flower, warm and sunny.
But Zhao Rucheng just nodded and said, "Your Highness Yun."
He refused to call her intimately and deliberately kept a distance. Helian Yunyun was still smiling, as if she didn't mind.
"Do you like the grasslands?" she asked again.
"It's the same everywhere," Zhao Rucheng said.
"It's different now!" Helian Yunyun laughed.
Zhao Rucheng was speechless.
He wasn't some raw melon egg. The so-called "Five Heroes of Maple Forest" were also the rich guests of Maple Forest City. But in reality, they were all dull, silly, and dazed. Only Fang Pengju could understand some women's thoughts, but he was more interested in the so-called "future" and was rarely distracted.
When it came to having tender feelings for the fairer sex and being a womanizer, those four added together were far from being able to compare with this Zhao.
But first, he really wasn't in the mood now, and second … he really didn't want to die now.
Even if he wanted to die, he didn't want to die in such a tragic way as "offending Emperor Mu" …
This woman in front of him couldn't be provoked.
He could only be Ling He's big brother for once and learn from Du Yehu, unromantic.
Helian Yunyun turned her head and looked ahead seriously. "Rucheng, you must have been to many places."
"Actually, not many," Zhao Rucheng said.
"Your temperament is different. You're a person with a story."
"There's no story, there's only accidents."
"What are the accidents? Why don't you tell me?"
"Let's not talk about it. Some very boring things are boring to talk about."
"Then I'll tell you some interesting things!"
"I'd like to hear the details."
Just like that, the two of them chatted casually.
But Helian Yunyun's mount, the snowflake colt, suddenly turned its head and rubbed against the head of the cyan bristled horse.
The cyan bristled horse turned its head to avoid it, but the snowflake colt snorted, and it immediately became obedient. The horse's hooves didn't stop, but its head seemed to be frozen, motionless and allowing the colt to rub against it …
After a while, the snowflake colt snorted again, and the cyan bristled horse came back …
The horse that Yuwen Duo had prepared for Zhao Rucheng was naturally not bad, but compared to Helian Yunyun's mount, it was on a completely different level. It was well-disciplined and obedient.
The two horses were walking intimately, their ears rubbing against each other. The person on the horse inevitably felt a little awkward.
But Helian Yunyun smiled brightly, as if she didn't feel anything at all.
Zhao Rucheng, who was wearing the bronze mask, was also speechless …
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At the very front of the entire troop, surrounded by wolf riders, there was a large cart pulled by a white yak.
Lord Cang Yun, who was known as the Divine Envoy of the Present World, was sitting in this large carriage.
Many herdsmen on the grassland regarded him as a god. They worshipped him in their tents and prayed to him during disasters.
He roamed the grassland alone and saw countless people.
White Fur Wind, Beast Tide, Horse Bandits … In many dangerous moments, he was there.
His benevolence spread throughout the grasslands and was sung by the herdsmen.
But he was still very mysterious.
There were only a few people who had seen his true appearance.
Or it could be said that only a few people who had seen his true appearance could remember him …
Sitting in the large carriage with Cang Yun was the Golden Crown Priest of the Temple of God, Na Mo Duo.
This Golden Crown Priest, who had only shown his face at the beginning of the journey, was praying for this journey and for the blessings of the Mu Empire.
The specific matters of the expedition were handled by the accompanying Temple Knight captains.
The priest's duty was only to serve the god.
Moving one's line of sight further back, in the middle of the expedition, there was a thin figure riding a short-legged horse.
He wasn't considered strong. Compared to the tall and sturdy Temple Knights around him, he looked even thinner and weaker.
His horse looked very ordinary, but in the middle of the giant wolves, it was very relaxed and at ease. It trotted cheerfully and trotted forward.
As for himself, he was expressionless and silent.
If someone observed carefully, they would see that the giant wolves ridden by the Cangtu Divine Cavalry around him occasionally looked at him with a very intimate gaze, without any fierceness.
This kind of intimacy that came from the heart was probably one of the reasons why the short-legged horse was so calm.
He was born as a cavalryman of the king's tent, and his name was Na Liang.
He was once affectionately called "Wolf Child" by the empress.
This was because he was abandoned on the grassland when he was still a baby. It was a female wolf who nurtured him.
He had always lived in a wolf pack and thought he was a wolf.
Until … he met a human.
The first herdsman to meet him was surnamed Na. He was also surnamed Na. As for the "Good" character, it was a part of the "Wolf" character that he gave himself after he learned how to read.
The Mu Empire's representative for the Battle of the Yellow River this time was Tianjiao.
In the last martial arts competition in front of the king's tent, if it weren't for the strong guarding him, he would have torn his opponent to pieces.
At the end of the expedition team was the Mu Empire's representative, a true blood descendant of the Jin family, Jin Ge. He rode an armored warhorse in the middle of the wolf pack.
He looked at the large carriage at the front of the team with some undisguised dissatisfaction.
According to legend, the white yak was the mount of the third incarnation of God Cang Tu. It had a sacred meaning.
As a true blood descendant of the Jin family, Jin Ge couldn't even sit in that large carriage. Cang Ming didn't even show his face, but he had won more praise and glory than him.
Moreover, the indifference of the Temple Knights around him made him very unhappy.
On the boundless grassland, the king's cavalry only surrounded the palace and served the monarch. They didn't fight many battles and weren't famous.
Only the Cang Tu Divine Cavalry and the Iron Buddhas could be ranked among the top ten cavalry in the world.
Although the Cang Tu Divine Cavalry was ranked first, the Iron Buddhas, ranked sixth in the world, weren't very convinced.
The competition between the two was very strong. It could even be said that there was competition everywhere.
To be able to compete with the "Heavenly Knights" in the kingdom of God Cang Tu was enough to show the strength of the Iron Buddhas.
Of course, the Iron Buddhas also worshipped God Cang Tu, but they weren't as "orthodox" as the Cang Tu Divine Cavalry.
In short, under this kind of competition that had accumulated over the years.
Jin Ge, who was born in the Iron Buddhas and whose father was the Lord of the Iron Buddhas, inevitably didn't get any good treatment from the Cang Tu Divine Cavalry.
The more Jin Ge moved forward, the more upset he felt. He couldn't squeeze into the Golden Crown Priest's carriage. Na Liang was born lowly and wasn't good with words. He didn't even have someone to talk to.
The Cang Tu Divine Cavalry that accompanied him all had their chins raised to the sky. They almost had the words "Iron Buddhas can't do it" hanging on their faces.
However, he couldn't lose his temper. The Temple Knights didn't even look at him. He couldn't say that he was provoked.
More importantly, even if he lost his temper, there was a Golden Crown Priest and a "present Oracle" present here. Either one of them could make him suffer.
He simply pulled the reins, turned the horse around, and went back to the crowd behind him.
With the time to be upset, he might as well talk to Princess Yun and build a relationship.
What the f * ck are they doing here?!
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(Digression.
If I write from morning to night every day, sitting in front of the computer for ten hours and using all my strength to write, I can only make you feel that it's' water '.
Then I feel that you don't need to read my book.
I'm not angry, I'm not saying strange things.
I'm indeed writing the book in my best state. The plot is also under my control. It's progressing in an orderly manner.
How many new and old characters will appear in a Yellow River meeting?
These Tianjiao, even the families, forces, and countries behind them.
Their relationships are enough to affect the entire Red Heart world. It can be said that every Tianjiao is at the node.
Am I not drawing well now?
Look back, how many new people and forces have appeared in the past few days? Which one is not clear? In the most interesting plot, how many settings have been quietly released? Everyone knows more about this world, right?
I am writing these words with the utmost sincerity. I have dedicated the best part of me, the brilliance that I can offer, all of it.
If you still don't like it, then it means that there is no fate. I don't think you need to force it.
If we meet again, we might as well say goodbye.
Don't hate each other.
In a year or two, if I'm still writing, it will definitely be better. Perhaps at that time, we will be fated.
In addition, since we are fated, I'll give you a "dehydrated version" so that you won't worry about it.
[The Yellow River meeting began at the Riverview Platform. The Tianjiao of the countries fought very well. After the fight, they went home.]
I'm not affected, but I feel that some readers might be affected.
That's why I said this.
If the reader will settle down and read it slowly, I believe that each of these recent chapters will be worth reading.
More than you, I don't want the Yellow River meeting to disappoint you.
I hope everyone can be happy.
Good night.)
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