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Hike, I’m coming to the prairie! "
Ziyu said something to her eldest son, who was more than three years old, and clamped her legs under the horse's belly. The yellow horse, which had been impatient for a long time, did not raise its hooves and run wildly for a long time.
Carrying his master on his back, he rushed out at the top of his lungs, not slowing down at all from his fast and steady pace.
The black horses don't need to say hello, just run out togethe ...
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