Rong Yanran did not answer, but just lowered her body, subconsciously grasped the front of the saddle tightly, and thought sadly: It’s not that I don’t want to stop, it’s that your white horse will not stop at all! I was frightened when I saw a colorful little snake. Shouldn’t the prince’s horse be through many battles and not afraid of danger?

Murong An also discovered something wrong with the white horse. Such a lifeless way of running seemed to be caused by being frightened. In addition, there was still a distance from the forest, but I didn't expect to encounter trouble so soon. Especially when Yanran was riding a horse for the first time, he became even more anxious. He rushed forward with a whip. However, his horse was the best among the few people, and he ran naturally fast, and he was panicked for a moment.

"Master, blow your whistle!" Dongfang Yu began to shout from afar.

Murong An really wanted to give himself a knife at this time, but he didn't even expect this. He grabbed the reins with one hand, clamped the horse's belly with both legs, picked up the exquisite whistle hanging on his chest with the other, and blew it.

A loud and crisp sound washed in Rong Yanran's ears. She now held the things in her hand tighter. The horse under her understood the owner's words and braked suddenly with her hooves. Fortunately, Rong Yanran held them tightly, otherwise she should have flew out.

"You horse is so scared when you see a little snake, as timid as me." Rong Yanran was frightened and did not forget to complain.

At this time, Murong An also arrived nearby. Before he could breathe a long sigh, his face turned shaking again! A long green snake was at the foot of the white horse, spitting its core and quickly biting the white horse's legs.

Knowing that it was useless to shout "Be careful", he simply whistled again, threw the jade fan in his hand out, and inserted it straight into the long snake's heart like a sharp blade. At the same time, he stepped on the red horse and quickly used his light skills to fly towards her.

When Rong Yanran saw the white horse stop, she was about to relieve her mood, but when she saw it tremble again, she immediately grabbed it nervously again. Suddenly, it hissed in pain, and his front feet were off the ground like crazy. Even though Yanran felt that she was holding it tight enough, she was still thrown out.

Alas, riding a horse is really not a fun thing! The technology needs to be further improved. She thought sadly in her heart, and saw Murong An in the afterglow of her eyes.

Seeing that he was about to be thrown on a tree trunk, wasn't he enough time to do it? He didn't want his face to be disfigured, so he stretched out his legs to cushion. As soon as she stretched out her legs, she put them on Murong An's stomach. The huge inertia made her feel a lot of impact. Although it was soft, her legs were still a little numb, and it seemed that he was hurting even more.

Rong Yanran looked over with great ashamed, but saw that he just frowned slightly, hugged her with both hands, stepped on the tree trunk, and then slowly fell down.

"Have you hurt any of you?" Unexpectedly, he cared about himself when he spoke.

She thought he would ask why he stretched out his legs. Didn’t she see him coming to save her? Do she not believe in his strength? Or did she want to be disabled? Don’t she know that her legs might be useless if this continues?

But now he looked at himself with care and care: "Are you hurt? Ran'er?"
Chapter completed!