The eyes and faces of several horse trainers were full of shock.
Xiao Lingyue put down her hand and looked up at the Wu Zima in front of her, with a flash of water in her eyes: "Do you still remember this whistle?"
The black horse was snorting hot breath restlessly, neighing lowly, its fierce eyes not retreating.
"Do you still want to listen?"
Xiao Lingyue was extremely familiar with its various reactions. She put her hand to her lips again and blew a gentle whistle.
Wu Zima listened quietly, the fierce light in his eyes slowly faded, and the white air sprayed from his nostrils slowed down. When Xiao Lingyue finished blowing, he suddenly let out a low cry and stepped forward to her.
Xiao Lingyue looked up at it.
Wu Zima lowered his head, looked at her for a while, then leaned over to smell her.
......Very strange.
It's not the taste I remember.
Wu Zima tilted his head, looked at her for a while, and puffed out his nostrils, as if he was a little confused.
Xiao Lingyue sighed softly, reached out and touched its forehead, ran her fingers along the eyes, and finally pinched its ears: "Did you remember?"
In the past, this was how "Wei Shaorong" appeased it.
It once followed Zhan Beihan and had a fight with the jade lion of "Wei Shaorong". The two equally strong horses were equally matched. In the end, she had to personally comfort them to calm the two horses.
The two whistles Xiao Lingyue just blew were those played by "Wei Shaorong" in the previous life for the Jade Lion.
A short sound was a call.
A long, graceful sound was a comforting sound.
Wu Zima has heard these two whistles before, more than a dozen times.
A good horse understands human nature.
It obviously still remembered the whistle of "Wei Shaorong" and came to smell her scent to verify her identity.
pity.
Xiao Lingyue is no longer "Wei Shaorong", and there is no familiar smell on her body.
Wu Zhui was obviously a little confused, but he did not attack her because of it.
Feeling a familiar hand caressing his eyes, Wu Zima twitched his ears out of habit, and suddenly let out a soft meow. He brought the horse's head in front of Xiao Lingyue and rubbed her cheek with the tip of his nose.
The breath it sprayed fell on Xiao Lingyue's cheeks.
This familiar gesture of greeting caused a flash of color in her eyes.
"I know you still recognize me..."
Xiao Lingyue came close to its face and laughed softly, "Long time no see, Wu Zhui."
One person and one horse gathered together intimately, not like strangers meeting for the first time, but like old friends finally reunited after not seeing each other for many years.
Wu Zima pushed Xiao Lingyue's shoulder, raised his head again, and looked behind her, as if he was looking for something.
Xiao Lingyue touched its ears and sighed: "Stop looking for it, the jade lion is gone."
"..." Wu Zhuima didn't understand, so he shook his ears and continued to look behind her.
before.
Behind "Wei Shaorong" is always a slender, beautiful, pure white war horse.
It's called the Jade Lion, and it's the sworn enemy of Wu Zui.
The two horses got into a fight as soon as they met, and they fought fiercely without distinction.
And now.
Wu Hao's dark eyes kept looking behind her, but could not find another snow-white familiar figure. It tilted its head and called Xiao Lingyue in confusion: "Hui?" This chapter has been completed!