Chapter 496: Fright in Iceland (30)(1/2)
"call!"
An Ferret licked her bloody paws and gave Big George a cold look, whose face was covered with bloody claw marks.
He caught Big George with lightning speed and then jumped back to Wei Xun's body. The paws that had rubbed against Big George's body and licked them clean gently grabbed the horse's mane and nestled on Wei Xun's soft and white horse.
.It’s so beautiful. The feeling of whiteness, softness, warmth and vitality made An Xuefeng’s heart soften.
If the two of them were alone in the station, An Xuefeng would definitely not be able to help but kiss him or do something happier, but it is not suitable now. He was already holding back his anger, and just now George was so unscrupulous, what did he say?
Words such as 'breeding', 'pregnancy', and 'birth of a pony' made An Xuefeng even more angry. His teeth itched and he scratched his face hard.
Animals are prone to emotional riots. If they were in human form, they would still be calm. But now An Xuefeng felt that he should be caught more harshly. It would be best to poison Big George to mute him for a few days to let him know what he can and cannot say.
"squeak!"
An Ferret was full of energy, and the whole little one looked as gloomy as a villain. However, the next moment his body shook violently, and the ruthless pose was broken. An Ferret panicked and held on tightly with all four claws.
Snow-white soft horse mane. The entire long body of the mink was thrown into Wei Xun's fluffy and soft horse mane, as if lying in a pile of cotton.
Bingyi finally took control of his body and tried to stand up. First he stepped on the ground with his two front hooves, supporting his front body, and then supported his body with his two back hooves, and stood up slowly. The dark blue cloak followed.
As he slid backwards, the tether that was originally tied around his neck is now tied around the horse's neck. The corners of the cloak hang naturally from the snow-white back, like a dark blue cloak, just like the white horse in the fairy tale.
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And An Ferret naturally slid down along Wei Xun's raised neck, and finally landed at the junction of the horse's neck and body, just being covered by the hood of the cloak. He struggled hard, and his little head popped out cleverly,
Wei Xun stared at the surrounding situation with vigilance... In fact, An Xuefeng wanted to nest in the fluffy and slightly curly mane on Wei Xun's head. He stood high and had a good view. If Big George wanted to make a sneak attack again, he could immediately pounce on him and scratch his face.
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If Wei Xun opened his eyes and saw with his own eyes that he was now a fluffy, soft, white and clean ferret, he might still agree. But now... An Xuefeng didn't try to die and crawled on top of Wei Xun's head.
Bingyi stood up, swayed at first, and then took a few tentative steps, and soon he got used to it. He tried the horse's body with novelty and walked, and suddenly he spread his hooves and started running!
"Err!"
Yu Xiangyang, who was originally examining Big George, moved his horse's ears slightly. When he turned around and saw Director B running away, he was shocked. He didn't care that Big George immediately spread his hooves and galloped to catch up, with the two horses one behind the other.
He started to run, and immediately the rest of the horses he led also started galloping.
"Follow us, let's catch up quickly!"
The abandoned big George subconsciously limped after a few steps, then reacted suddenly and ran towards the bus driven by little George. B1, who was obsessed with the blue-eyed white horse, saw it running further and further away.
They hurriedly urged the passengers to get on the bus. After a few minutes, the bus restarted. The driver changed from Little George to Big George, and he rushed forward with a busload of West End passengers.
Iceland horses run quickly, especially a group of 'god horses', and they drive out of the parking lot for a few minutes. There is no horse shadow in front of them, but George drove a bus like a see -through bus.
Speed up on the road of empty roads, Miranda and others saw that this was the way back to the Blue Lake Volcanic Lava Hotel, and no objection was raised.
After a quarter of an hour, the bus turned a curve, George screamed with excitement, and B1 also stood up from the co -pilot. Both of them stared at the distance -they finally caught up with Icelanda!
Many people who travel to Iceland will be shocked for this unlike the magical original scene of the world. The clean and cold air will look at no high -rise buildings.
The mind wants to be washed like a horse. It becomes a horse, running unscrupulous and free on the land of Iceland, and it is a new experience.
Bing Yi felt like chasing the wind, the horseshoe made a rhythmic sound on the road,
He could feel that the cold wind of Iceland passed through the Malta, and the pure white horse's mane fluttered. Although his eyes could not be seen, Rocky's incomplete fire species burned in his body. The flames and wind were like his eyes. He perceived unprecedented keenness.
He can smell the breath of humid soil after the rain, and the fragrance of the grass mossoga is that the road where the car is driving is still uncomfortable. Hearing the sound of horseshoe that is closer to the chase behind him.
Suddenly, I ran away from the road and jumped to the wet wasteland by the road.
Sure enough, his choice is right. Soft and humid soil, elastic moss, small puddle, everything is full of natural and primitive charm, Iceland horse runs faster and lighter, just like a white white one
Yun. How long has this feeling of freedom not passed, the legs are no longer weak, and the joints are no longer sore and numb.
He has been unable to leave home since his condition has deteriorated. He can only look at the sky and trees outside through the window. Bing Yi once liked heavy rain and snow, especially heavy rain, and the thunderbolt to tear the sky made him feel the great power of nature.
The rain curtain blurred the world, and there was only a thunderous rain in the whole world that made Biyi feel the tranquility from the heart. However, since the disease worsen, his joints will swell every rainy day.
Can only let the caregiver move up and move or take a wheelchair.
Although he would not feel pain, his health deteriorated, no longer flexible joints, swollen and numb back, but he always stabbed him, his body was like a prison, trapped the soul that he longed for the soul that he longed for adventure and stimuli.
Then, then
This trip to Iceland is different. I felt that I had felt since I was watching whale whales, but after all the operations at the sea were limited, and in the tension and dangerous confrontation, B felt much.
Now that he runs freely and freely, he finally feels that every place in the body is healthy and flexible, every muscle, each nerve is the best state.
Only those who have lost their health know how precious health is, and only dying people know the value of life. This pleasant feeling makes B Yi even want to be a person.
Run, even running band jumping, stubborn steps on the puddle kicking soil, snow -white horseshoe is rare and rarely cares about.
When Yu Xiangyang gradually caught up with him and ran alongside him, Bingyi suddenly became serious. He suddenly increased his speed and left Yu Xiangyang behind. He snorted happily and provocatively invited the horse chasing him to race with him.
People will be affected by the thinking of animals after turning into animals, and Yu Xiangyang is no exception. He received a "challenge" from Director Bing, and his hooves were so itchy that he wanted to run faster and compete with him, but he just accelerated to catch up.
When Bing guided Shao Yuan on his back, he was almost thrown out. This was without a saddle, stirrups, and bridle. It was like riding a wild horse, which was very dangerous!
If he fell from a galloping horse, even though the traveler might be in good health, he might only get a bruise and a swollen face, but it would be terrible if he landed on his feet and turned into a contaminated horse without being able to remove the pollution. Shao Yuan was frightened.
He had to hug the horse's neck tightly, clamp his legs around the horse's belly, and stick his whole body firmly on Yu Xiangyang's horse's back.
He was uncomfortable being jolted, and Yu Xiangyang was also uncomfortable being caught. After careful consideration, he did not dare to speed up any more, and even slowed down helplessly. The same was true for other horses.
Bingyi snorted boredly, not even competing with him, it was boring. After thinking about it for a moment, he knew what was going on. When he thought of someone riding on his back who would slow down his speed and not be able to run freely and freely, Bingyi even doubted whether he would be able to run freely.
It would have caused him to fall down, but luckily Wei Xun had the sense. When Bing thought about it, he certainly didn't ignore the small, soft, warm animal nestled in the crook of his neck.
As soon as it hugged his neck, the connection established between them made Bingyi know that this was Wei Xun. What had he turned into? Small, soft, and clean. Bingyi felt extra special after turning into an Icelandic horse.
He was so keen that he could feel the little thing tugging at his fur and licking his paws and rubbing his face like a cat. He ran very fast with bad intentions, and the little animal huddled in the mane of his neck, like a fur
ball.
It's so soft and cute. Bingyi's heart feels like it's been rubbed by a fur ball. It's rare that he feels a bit fond of it, and he feels that he and Wei Xun really match each other - at least he likes all the animals Wei Xun transforms into. He's so young.
No one was in the way, and he could run as fast as he wanted with the load on his back. The other Icelandic horses all took care of the people on their backs, but in the end, it was Bingyi who rode Juechen at the front, like the leader of the herd.
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"Oh my darling, my treasure, it is so beautiful."
Big George said intoxicatedly. He stepped on the accelerator and let the bus speed up until it was almost on par with the third guide horse and slightly behind. But the bus was on the road and the third guide horse was galloping freely in the tundra outside the road. They were still far away.
, Big George could not wait to stick his head out of the car window to see the heroic figure of Director Ma Bing. Seeing him running in the first place, Big George felt extremely honored:
"Look, all those magical horses are chasing it and are fascinated by it. I know, it has fascinated all the magical horses. But those horses are not worthy of it. Look, it ignores them and treats them like crazy."
They are far behind!"
"They are not truly perfect divine horses, and they are not worthy of giving birth to an eight-legged divine colt with my precious baby!"
"But Director B is a man."
Miranda said, carefully studying Yu Hehui's expressions from the corner of her eyes. Although there was no East District passenger in the car now, Yu Hehui got in the car, and the white fox squatted next to the driver's seat like a Samoyed, separating them from the crowd.
george,
It was like a needle that stopped Miranda from making any mistakes - especially behind the white fox, in the aisle of the bus, there was a bored, fluffy black wolf, which bared its teeth at the slightest sign of trouble, which made Miranda look at it.
Dadu was numb.
Sitting in the row of seats to the right of the big black wolf, Sister Maria held the Holy Son Danlin in her arms and prayed devoutly. But this time she was not holding a cross when praying, but a golden feather - exactly
It's Director Bing's angel feathers! Lisa, the crimson demon, is a little allergic to angel feathers. She sits in the back, with Heydrich between Dan Lin and the others.
Heydrich held his pipe in his mouth and teased the soul crow on his shoulder with great interest. He sometimes discussed the difference between angel feathers and crow soul feathers with Maria in front of him, and sometimes discussed Director Bing's wealth and corn shoots with Lisa behind him.
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Ever since he successfully caught Yu Xiangyang in the ditch with corn shoots, the obedient, docile and clean corn shoots have won Lisa's love, especially the fact that he can even coo and pretend to cry, which is really smart. Lisa likes it
Staying next to corn shoots, especially tattered corn shoots, to be honest with Director B, the more the corn shoots bleed, the more serious the injuries, and the smell next to them makes Lisa feel more comfortable and comfortable.
abyss.
Ever since she awakened to the extraordinary power of the Crimson Demon, some information appeared faintly in Lisa's mind, such as inherited memories.
The devil comes from the abyss of hell, and the corn shoots are probably worms from the abyss, so its blood will make her feel comfortable.
Heydrich also likes corn shoots. At first, the corn shoot tentacles and the prosthetic mouth protected him and Yin Qiaoqiao from the impact of pollution. However, after awakening to the extraordinary power of controlling undead animals, Heydrich still likes to make money the most. He is originally
He likes dogs. He keeps dogs in the detective agency and at home. He is loyal, beautiful, and obedient. Heydrich sometimes thinks with regret that if Wangcai is a ghost dog, he must be the best.
Beautiful ghost dog.
Lisa and Heydrich, one was thinking about dead bugs and the other was thinking about dead dogs, and there was an unspoken sense of understanding as they chatted. But no matter what they talked about, there was only one core topic, and that was Director C.
It was obvious that the Peak West End passengers in the C-guide team already had the embryonic form of a faction - the C-Director Faction! The specific manifestation was that Miranda attracted the attention of all the Peak West-End passengers as soon as Miranda mentioned B-Director, and she was looked at behind the scenes.
The hair stood on end.
"laugh!"
Walker sneezed mockingly and licked his paw hair. Of course Director B is a man, how can this be fake?
"Angels have no gender."
Maria said seriously: "Don't limit Director C by gender, it's too narrow for him."
To be continued...