Through the darkest black before dawn, the blue began to wave in the sky and began to brew in the East.
A round of red sun in the blue luster, jumping out of the horizon, splashing golden light, covering the mountains and rivers.
The orange light shines on Ryukyu's cheek, rendering a holy light.
"It's beautiful." Yun Zhao stops and says softly.
I don't know if it's the golden Wu or the moon around .
Looking from afar, Ryukyu looked at the gold and black that had jumped out of the horizon, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "there are more beautiful ones."
At the beginning, she and xuanyuanche ca out of the jungle of the Southern Song Dynasty and watched the sunrise together. That kind of scenery is the most beautiful.
No scenery can match.
"Oh, really?" Cloud Zhaoqiang holds up a smile and looks at Ryukyu.
Ryukyu looked at the golden Wu and smiled: "once upon a ti, the sea was difficult for water, but Wushan was not a cloud."
Once upon a ti, I rember such a sentence. Now it seems that it does.
With a deep look, Yunzhao savors the words that Ryukyu almost mumbles to himself, and his heart is full of miscellaneous tastes for a mont, which is hard to say.
"Brother, I said..."
"Poof." Yunzhao looks up at Ryukyu, but he doesn't say anything with a smile. Looking at the beautiful and holy Ryukyu in the morning, his body suddenly quivers and a mouthful of blood sprays out.
The color is bright red. On the green grass leaves, the ultimate feeling of red and green is rendered.
"Brother." Yunzhao is shocked. He pounces at Ryukyu, who is falling from the horse. He holds him tightly.
"Poof." Another bite, red and yellow.
He stretched out his hand and sat on the grass. Ryukyu smiled, "I'm not deceived."
"Brother..." Cloud Zhaoya clenched his lower lip tightly.
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