Rebirth of the Long Night Starlight

Chapter 30

Feng Yeshu looked at the fierce horse that the crew of the crew had worked so hard to catch, and tossed the crew into a mess.

This horse is a local specialty. It is not very tall, but its hooves are thick and powerful. When its long mane and tail flutter in the wind, it has a wildness of grassland.This kind of horse has largely retained its biological instincts and is particularly sensitive to smell.These people from faraway places carried an aura different from that of the grassland, which made it extremely restless.

Although fitted with a bridle, it was strong enough to break free from the restraints of two or three adults.Judging from its stature, it is actually not yet fully grown, but it has already tossed this group of big men enough.

Director Yue felt sorry for him. He looked at the fierce horse with a stalk that kept digging the soil, and couldn't help poking An Lingmo back, "Xiao Mo, I remember you learned how to ride, why don't you ..."

An Lingmo immediately clung to Director Yue tightly like an octopus, "Lan'er~! In the past, I rode a cute and obedient pony like Lan'er in Anling's family's horse farm. Such a barbaric type... Lan'er, do you want to murder your own husband?"

As soon as An Lingmo showed this shapeless look, Yue Guanlan lost his mind.After thinking for a while, I had to say to everyone in the crew: "I didn't expect this to be the case. Please invite an experienced herdsman from the local area, otherwise no one here can handle this horse. If it is filmed, just Wait until tomorrow..."

"Director Yue." Feng Yeshu, who had already put on his clothes, interrupted suddenly.His attire today was not gold and iron armor, but a loose white robe over the bunt.According to the setting of the plot, Huai Chun and Long Yan went to a country called "Solitasia", which translates to "Goddess' Flock" in Central Plains dialect.The supreme ruler of this country is not the king, but a priest who can sense the will of the goddess.Usually, the king governs the government, promulgates laws, collects taxes and a series of daily needs.The priest will not say a word for a whole year or even several years, but once the priest speaks, what he speaks is the will of the goddess, and even the king can only kneel down and listen.

In Meng Yanchi's view, this kind of country is no different from a country where Islam and religion are united.He felt that he would never be able to figure out what it would be like to enshrine a scripture as a standard in his life, but in a flash, replacing that scripture with the appearance of Feng Yeshu, Meng Yanchi suddenly felt that this kind of life seemed to be nothing. not good.

I pray to you every day, look at your face that is close but out of reach, and tell you the deepest words in my heart, and you still smile at me.

I don't need to hide my love for you from anyone. I bow around the holy lake step by step. Others will praise me for my piety and call me stupid, but no one will stop me.

Because my love for you has nothing to do with you.

At this time, Meng Yanchi was a little envious of the people of the fabricated country in Dragon Knight.Love is like faith, which cannot be spoken; the gods in the heart cannot be touched by others.

Feng Yeshu was wrapped in a loose white robe, and the setting sun on the grassland was like a huge fireball slowly sinking towards the sky, his shadow was dragged very long.On the vast and boundless plain, the connection between time and space has become blurred. In the future where his figure is going, the next step may disappear in the burning twilight.

That's Feng Yeshu... that's Long Yan, Brother Ayan.

A person that even the benevolent unicorn can't keep.

"Can you let me try?" Feng Yeshu pointed to the rein in the hands of the drama manager, looked at Director Yue's concerned eyes, and showed a pretendingly innocent smile.

"Yeshu, your hand is not fully healed yet, don't force it." Director Yue saw that he had taken the rein from the other party, the horse jerked violently, maybe it was pulled to the wound, Feng Yeshu's brows twitched After a moment, Yue Guanlan's heart immediately rose to his throat.

Who doesn't know that Feng Yeshu is the jewel in the palm of that lord of the Ji family, if even a little bit of it is damaged, that lord gets angry, even ten directors Yue can't stand it.

Director Yue turned around to ask Young Master Mo for his opinion, but the other party smiled and bit his ear, "It's okay, let him go. If something goes wrong, it's at Xiaoyanchi's fault."

When Director Yue heard that his hooligan tone was about to explode, Feng Yeshu turned over and jumped on the horse, sat firmly on the horse's back, and pulled the rein tightly.The horse stood up and neighed, kicking and throwing wildly. Unexpectedly, not only did the person on its back not fall off, but instead clamped its belly fiercely, and tightened it with the biting head, making it almost breathless. He no longer has the strength to show off.

Everyone was surprised to see that the fierce horse was subdued for the time being.Unexpectedly, Feng Yeshu did something even more puzzling to them at this time: he took out a sweat towel from his pocket and covered the horse's eyes.

It was strange to say that once the eyes of the Lime Horse, which was bouncing around, were blindfolded, it became as quiet as a child.

Feng Yeshu gently stroked its mane, patted its forehead, and tickled its neck. The horse actually snorted comfortably and let out a coquettish grunt.

Everyone present was stunned.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Feng Yeshu pinched the horse's flapping ears from time to time, approached him and said something in a low voice.The animal actually pricked up its ears as if it understood, and the crowd watching couldn't wait to stretch their ears to hear what kind of communication he could have with the horse.

"Hey, Xiaoyanchi." Qinghe poked Meng Yanchi next to him, "Feng Yeshu can speak horse?"

"How do I know..." Meng Yanchi responded casually, but in Qinghe's eyes, the expression was somewhat sad.

Feng Yeshu can clearly speak softly to a horse, patting and touching it, but he is indifferent to people, and will not speak when he can.I don't know how many people tried their best to get him to treat him tenderly, but they couldn't succeed, but a horse was obtained so easily, how could it not make people gnash their teeth.

If I knew this earlier, I might as well be reborn on that horse!

"Yanchi, come here."

Feng Yeshu's voice lit up Meng Yanchi's eyes like sunlight passing through the clouds. He walked over and saw Feng Yeshu sitting on horseback, reaching out to him.

"Huaichun, come here."

The tame falcon horse obediently folded its wings and stood still, its perfect and vigorous body was free of any color, and the hostility in the glazed eyes had disappeared, replaced by gentle eyes.

Long Ba who was carrying Huai Chun immediately stepped forward and handed Huai Chun to Long Yan.Huai Chun stretched out his arms to hug Ayan's brother's neck, and the other party gently lifted him, and put him firmly in front of her.

"Brother Ayan, it's so beautiful."

The falcon horse's fur was a little golden in the sun, like gold dust mixed with fine alabaster.Hearing Huai Chun's praise, he lowered his head as if shy.Seeing that the originally rebellious eagle horse was so docile, Huai Chun couldn't bear his curiosity, "Brother Ayan, how did you tame it? It won't even bow its head in front of me!"

Long Yan flicked the reins lightly, and the falcon horse raised its hooves and began to trot.The wind blowing past the ear can feel its swiftness, but Huai Chun doesn't feel the slightest bump, as if floating in the clouds.

"The falcon horse used to live on the cloud mountain, and has never smelled the smell of the world." Long Yan controlled the rein with one hand, and protected Huai Chun with the other to prevent him from falling too excitedly. Such a spiritual creature, of course, will be vigilant, even if the Qilin comes in person, it will resist."

Hearing what Long Yan said, Huai Chun snorted dissatisfiedly, "Then why does your method work? This guy is clearly partial to you."

"Horses are docile by nature, and they will only rise up to resist when they are afraid. None of our dragoon guards are murderous. If we suddenly broke into Kunlun Mountain, I'm afraid you will be so scared that you will cry. "Long Yan spoke jokingly, seeing Huai Chun's ear turn red with satisfaction.

"Who said that! I'm not afraid!" Although Huaichun said it hard, he knew in his heart that when he was just born, he was most afraid of strangers, and he couldn't sleep peacefully even at the slightest unfamiliar sound, let alone someone breaking in. .But, if it's Brother Ayan...

Just feeling his breath makes me feel at ease.If it was Long Yan, would he still be afraid?

"Huaichun, be careful, we are about to fly." Long Yan's voice brought back his thoughts, and as soon as the words fell, Huaichun saw the falcon horse stretching out its wings, and with a light shake, the two flew into the air rise!

Although he knew for a long time that the falcon horse can fly, but when he really flew into the sky, Huai Chun's face was still a little pale, his hands were tightly clenched, and he was almost out of breath.At this moment, a warm hand patted his chest lightly, "Before I blindfolded the falcon horse so that it couldn't see, and we didn't make a sound. The gentle nature of the horse immediately made it quiet It came down. I patted it to tell it that we are not the ones who came to attack it, and let it get used to my scent."

"Then what did brother Ayan say in its ear at the end?" Leaning in Long Yan's arms, Huai Chun slowly calmed down.The falcon horse flew extremely steadily, piercing the clouds and stepping on the moon, like a white feather floating across the sky.

"I told it," Long Yan showed an evil smile, "the person riding with me is more important than my life. I beg it to show me face, let that person see the sky full of stars, The sun and the moon go up and down, don't frighten him, and ignore me from now on."

"Perfect, call it a day." Director Yue gave an order, and everyone cheered and went to collect firewood, preparing for a bonfire party at night.But Meng Yanchi remained in his original posture blankly, as if he hadn't woken up from the scene just now.

It seemed that the warmth of Feng Yeshu's lips still lingered in his ears, and the teasing gentleness seemed to tightly grip his heart, so tight that he even struggled to breathe.

If this is a dream, he would rather not wake up.