Every world I die young

Mu Jiayan put his arms around his waist, leaned on the back of his neck and gently opened his lips, and the heat slowly spewed out: "Ai Qing, I'm just here for a cutscene, why don't you go hunting with me, okay?"

Mo Yinglan stiffened her neck, her tone sounded a little weak: "My minister obeys."

"Hehe." A slightly frivolous voice sounded from the back of her head, and Mo Yinglan didn't need to turn her head to know that the little emperor was definitely laughing at him.

It was the first time for Mu Jiayan to look at his old enemy in such a posture, and it felt rather novel. He looked at Mo Yinglan from top to bottom with great interest, and comforted him in an unprecedented gentle voice: " Don't be afraid, Tachen was tamed by me when he was still a pony, so he won't fall."

Mo Yinglan said tremblingly: "I understand, I am not afraid."

Mu Jiayan silently felt the timid but stubborn warmth in his arms, and a strange thought surged in his heart, if only he could be like this forever, and he wouldn't have to do anything to him, in fact, this is pretty good of……

[Ding, the favorability value of the task target is +10, and the current favorability value is 60 points. 】

Mo Yinglan listened to the system's notification sound in her mind, and asked belatedly, system, why hasn't it been a long time since you have been notified that the blackening value has changed?

The system said with disgust [Didn't you say it's useless? 】

Mo Yinglan: ...

Okay, my fault, I'm curious now, how much is the little emperor's blackening worth now?

[Mission target blackening value is 70 points. 】

Mo Yinglan was speechless, she looked like a sunny boy, but she didn't expect the blackening value to be so high.

Mu Jiayan waved the horsewhip, and Tachen neighed, and raised his front hooves high. Mo Yinglan was startled, and instinctively clamped the horse's belly, and Tachen's movement suddenly deviated.

Mu Jiayan was also taken aback. In his anxiety, he raised his foot and kicked Mo Yinglan's ankle with a stern tone.

"release!"

"Uh..." Mo Yinglan's body tensed up, and she forced herself to relax her calves, and Ta Chen, who had regained her strength, landed on all fours again, swinging her horse's head back and forth to express her anger.

Mu Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt the body in his arms trembling slightly, he reacted abruptly, he was too nervous just now, so the kick was inappropriate, and Mu Jiayan was wearing front-end The special clogs inlaid with gold pieces are hard and heavy, and it will definitely not feel good to be kicked heavily.

He pursed his lips, and didn't know what to say. After deliberating for a long time, he sarcastically said: "You deserve it, who told you to move around!"

"I know I'm wrong." A light voice came into Mu Jiayan's ears, and Mu Jiayan suddenly felt uncomfortable, and the air suddenly fell silent.

"Your Majesty, are you going?"

"...Let's go!" Mu Jiayan's tone was decisive and firm, as if something hesitant in his heart had finally made up his mind.

"En." Mo Yinglan replied, and the goal was achieved.

Mu Jiayan lowered the bodies of the two people slightly, holding the rein with one hand and the whip with the other.

"drive."

Tachen is bold and fierce, the muscles of his body are smooth and graceful, strong and wild, his hooves are churning, his long mane is flying, the wildness is completely released at this moment, his proud head is raised high, free and unrestrained, as if he is Soaring over a meadow as wide as the sea.

In the deepest corner of the hunting ground, several men in black squatted furtively behind the withered bushes. After a crisp click, a man in black who was obviously the leader pressed down on his palm and made a special move. gesture.

The rest of the people also responded to the same gesture scatteredly, which meant "the last one". The leader of the man in black swung his palm down, and everyone quickly left according to the established route.

The deepest part of the uninhabited hunting ground became silent again, leaving only a little cold light in the bushes half a person's height.

Mu Jiayan whipped the horse, and the strong wind blew past his ears. Mo Yinglan had been tense and stiff since he started running.

Mu Jiayan squinted his eyes slightly, and at the end of his line of sight appeared a thick, long and wide trace of the land after being burned. He pursed his lips tightly, staring at the black line that became more and more conspicuous in his vision.

Almost in an instant, Tachen's front hoof stepped on the black line, Mu Jiayan yanked his hands to the left, and Tachen neighed excitedly, turned his head and rushed out to the left.