Qin Mu Yu and King Yin.
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Southern barbarian.
The land is vast, the country is peaceful and prosperous, the people live and work in peace and contentment, in the countryside and woods, the sound of galloping horses' hooves crushing the soil, splashing it high into the air.
"drive!"
Tap tap tap!
A horse galloped past, startling a flock of birds on the branches. A hare hurried past and hid in the grass.
An arrow is shot!
Just as it was about to hit the hare, another arrow suddenly came through the air and hit the first arrow, successfully deflecting it. Both fell to the ground, allowing the hare to successfully escape.
King Yin grabbed the reins tightly, slowed down the horse, and looked at the person not far away.
Qin Muyu sat on the horse, put down his longbow, and glanced at him provocatively.
The rabbit ran away.
"You missed the target, so you're on tonight's drinks."
The man smiled deeply: "Naughty."
He let the rabbit run away, and we're out of food for the night.
Qin Muyu curled his lips and smiled, hung his longbow on the saddle, and turned his horse's head directly, "Go back to the capital, go!"
Go one step ahead.
King Yin narrowed his dark eyes, bent his index finger and placed it between his lips, blew a special sound, and then rode his horse to chase after his back.
The next second, a sharp cry was heard in the sky, and an agile black eagle spread its wings and circled, turning three or four circles with its wings, then swooped down like an arrow and flew into the woods.
A group of flying birds were frightened and quickly left the branches.
In just two breaths, the black eagle flapped its wings again and flew into the air, its sharp claws already firmly grasping a struggling gray rabbit.
The black eagle flapped its wings and flew around, and under the sunlight, it suddenly turned into two.
Yes, two!
They flew in a tightly entangled manner and followed the figures of two horses in the woods.
I saw two horses moving back and forth quickly, sometimes keeping a distance from each other, sometimes close, sometimes far away, but closely intertwined. Only the sound of galloping horses' hooves could be heard, and the strong wind blew up the dead leaves on the ground and made them fly all over the sky.
"drive!"
Qin Muyu was in front, and the King of Yin was behind.
Red and blue figures intertwined, followed by two nimble black eagles in the air, running all the way from the scorching sun to the sunset, and from the suburbs back to the royal capital.
It’s sunset!
On the high city walls, golden light shines on the earth, covering the entire territory of the royal capital. Looking around, the magnificent momentum rushes straight to your face with the evening breeze. On the highest point of the parapet, the flags of the southern barbarians flutter in the wind.
Two figures sat on the city wall, stretched very long by the setting sun...
"This is the Begonia Yuzui tree that I planted with my own hands five years ago. I just opened it today." King Yin picked up the blue-and-white porcelain wine bottle and threw it over.
Qin Muyu pulled out the cork, and the rich scent of the crabapple blossoms hit him in the face, almost intoxicating him. It was blown away by the evening breeze and lingered for a long time.
"Five years ago?"
It was when he came to Nanman.
"How come I didn't know you brewed this wine yourself back then?"
King Yin leaned lazily against the wall, bent one leg, and looked at him with a smile in his narrow eyes: "Back then, you took the initiative to look for me, and I was happy."
Speaking of those years...
Qin Muyu's eyes were a little dazed.
That year, he returned to Da Chu with the poisonous insect. Before he could figure out how to confess to his parents, he received news that King Yin had used his own blood to feed the poisonous insect and had fallen into a coma and was on the verge of death.
He immediately rushed back to Nanman and found that the situation... didn't seem that serious.
The King of Yin lied.
When King Yin woke up, he immediately punished Xiao Jue and scolded him for being so audacious and how could he lie to others... As he was scolding him, he couldn't help laughing.
Qin Muyu knew that he was scheming and did this on purpose, but now that he was here...
He was angry for two months.
King Yin is so coaxing...
Thinking back to those days, it seems like it was just yesterday, but in fact, five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Time flies.
Qin Muyu took a sip of wine and said, "If you hadn't lied to me that you were going to die, how could I have come to Nanman?"
King Yin laughed, "If you didn't care about me, what would my life or death have to do with you? You clearly do care."
"It's a farce."
King Yin retrieved the bottle and took a sip. "Not only am I good at making up stories, I'm also very good at talking. Do you want to... um!"
Before he finished his drink, Qin Muyu snatched the bottle away from him. The overflowing wine poured into his collar, wetting his neck. The clothes on his chest were soaked with wine and stuck to his skin, revealing his hard and tight chest.
The scarlet brocade robe was blown open at the collar by the wind, and a few strands of hair fluttered. He looked at the person beside him with a half-smile:
"I haven't even finished talking yet, and you're anxious again."
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