She also shivered for a while. Subconsciously, she let go of ningxuemo's skirt and took a step back. She was open-minded and blurted out: "emperor Zun? How did emperor Zun become so small? A hobby? "

……

Long river sunset

clouds lightly

Red twips show their original body, and the sunset clouds lose their color when their wings spread out.

Ningxuemo sits on Hongti's back. In order to show her ability, Hongti flies fast. Clouds flied under its wings. It flies happily.

Compared with the happy red twips, the little apples are much more bitter.

It also shows the original shape. On its back is the doll version of God Jiuli. The big god man's long pocket, but his style is not pocket at all. It is still powerful and amazing.

What's more, there are so many things about him!

The God's destination is Tianshu mountain. Ningxuemo naturally wants to follow him.

Xiao Qilin and Hongti both want to carry their master. According to Ning Xuemo's idea, she and the great God ride together. She can take care of him conveniently.

But the great God didn't know which tendon was not right. He proposed that they should ride in two, and the old man appointed xiaoqilin as his mount.

Hongti competed for the riding right of the master. Naturally, she cheered and carried ningxuemo. She chattered with the master all the way. The whole happy feather was dancing.

The little Kirin dared not be angry. After he showed his original shape, he bowed to the emperor and asked him to jump on his back.

But I didn't expect that emperor Zun was very hairy at this time. He refused to jump up by himself. Instead, he made it smaller and as tall as a pony. Then he leaned down and asked him to step up automatically

After emperor Zun sat down, he ordered it to take off.

The little unicorn is impatient. He sees red twists carrying ningxuemo far away. His heart is already burning. The emperor has just sat down. He immediately recovers his original size. Once his wings vibrate, he will fly straight up!

"Level flight! Must be stable! " Emperor Zun's fingers beat on its scales, and he gave orders in a cold voice.

As soon as the body of the little Kirin was stiff, he dared not fly in a straight direction any more, so he had to fly steadily.

It didn't know until it got up that this emperor had many things to do. He couldn't fly fast or slow. He couldn't dive or soar to the sky with his head held high. He had to fly as steadily as an airplane.

It also has to set up a border for his old man, because he is afraid of blowing. A little bit windy, he uncovers his Unicorn film

The speed of the little unicorn was much faster than that of the red twig. In this way, it can't catch up with the red twig any more, because the old man on his back should have a uniform speed!

Little Kirin is full of complaints. He doesn't understand what the God is up to.

It also sensed the great God on its back. He actually meditated on its back and sat there like a Buddha.

Xiaoqilin listens to the chatter of xiaohongti and ningxuemo in front of him. Then he looks at the dull and silent God, who obviously has no meaning of conversation. He doesn't give up. He has a belly of questions to ask.

"Emperor Zun, how did my master come back to life?"

There was no reaction on his back. Little apple felt a little suffocating and changed the topic.

"Emperor Zun, how about xiaonianmo? Should he have been born? Why can't I see him? "

There is still no reaction on his back. The God seems to be asleep on his back, and his half silk reaction is not worshipped.

A fire was springing up in the little apple's heart, and he shook his body discontentedly: "emperor Zun, you old man speak."