Since the old man had given instructions, although Yang Yanrong was reluctant, he still had to go back, right? He hadn't seen Yu Chu and others for so long, so he thought so much. The next day he said goodbye to everyone in the Zhe family, and Yang Yanrong and his party went day and night.
Go back. This time I went back, unlike when I came, I was swaying with 200,000 stones of food, and I walked and stopped for more than a month. This time, it was really a light car, just like
It's relaxing and enjoyable.
Yang Yanrong didn't expect that the white horse that came from Li Jiqian was really an absolute BMW. She sat on it and didn't even shake at all. Not only that, the horse's gravity was amazing, and it was Yang Yanrong's hand.
Sitting on the horse with the iron-dotted steel gun that was more than 1,000 kilograms, the white horse could drive like a flying car, and it did not slow down the speed because of the increase of so much weight.
Zhe Saihua and others were amazed. Such a majestic horse is really rare in the world. They all sigh that Yang Yanrong is really lucky.
Yang Yanrong was very happy and was very happy. He didn't need to whip the horse at all, so the white horse would naturally run wildly. Li Jiqian was so kind to it, and he couldn't bear to let it run too fast. He always controlled his speed, but
Yang Yanrong is different. The white horse is as fast as it wants to run, and it depends on its temperament. Murong Rong hugged Yang Yanrong's waist tightly, feeling the feeling of storm, and was even more surprised.
In a short while, Yang Yanrong left Zhe Saihua and others far behind.
"Yang Lang, let's go back quickly. If you are far away, Taijun and the others will be worried." Murong Rong has been fighting with Zhe Saihua and others for a while, although she also enjoyed this speed.
The ultimate pleasure has to be reminded by Yang Yanrong.
Yang Yanrong nodded, pulled his horse's head and returned to the original path.
"This guy is really too much. He relies on the fast horse, but he doesn't wait for us!" Yang Paifeng hummed angrily, looking at Yang Yanrong for a long time, with an unhappy expression on his face.
Zhe Saihua smiled and said, "Let him slip away, let alone him, even I want to try the speed of this horse. It probably won't take long before he will come back."
As he was talking, Yang Yanrong, who was riding the white horse, turned back like a gust of wind.
"Look, isn't this back?" Zhe Saihua laughed and said, "Do you want to try that white horse in a while?"
When Yang Paifeng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Of course I thought about it. It would be even better if I could snatch it from him."
"Auntie, what are you going to take?" Yang Yanrong happened to come and heard the next sentence.
This horse is really fast! Yang Paifeng glanced at him and shouted, "Come down quickly, I'll ride it for a while."
"Okay!" Yang Yanrong was not stingy. He inserted the iron-dotted steel gun on the ground, held Murong Rong in the same hand and turned off the horse's back, handed the horse to his aunt Yang Paifeng.
"Fight..." Yang Paifeng would not be polite to him. She jumped onto the horse's back with her legs clamped her belly. The white horse made a sigh and screamed, and her four hooves flew out from afar.
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Zhe Saihua was amazed and said, "Haruo, this horse is just for you! There are also good horses in this world that can bear a weight of thousands of pounds, but like this white horse, it is like some divine power.
You are almost done. If you arrive on the battlefield in the future, you will definitely be a peerless general who swept the battlefield."
Yang Yanrong smiled and said, "Taijun, I have no interest in fighting! Let's send this horse to my father, he can do it."
Zhe Saihua shook her head and said, "No need to do this! He has been using your father's mount for almost ten years, and his feelings are deep. Even if you want to change it with him, he may not be able to change it. Hachiro, you're better off with such a good horse.
Keep it, maybe it will be useful in the future.”
Yang Yanrong nodded, knowing that Taijun is right.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Yang Paifeng rode his horse back again. As soon as he arrived at Yang Yanrong, he said, "Balang, are you sick? Look, the horse is bleeding from the horse's neck."
Yang Yanrong was also surprised and reached out to touch the horse's neck. It wasn't it? The hands were covered with scarlet blood.
"Damn, I thought it was a good horse. It turned out that what Boy Li gave me was a sick horse. Grandma, I was so angry!" Yang Yanrong jumped up in anger. How long has it been since he ran? The horse was tired after being tired.
If you have to bleed, you will not be exhausted to death if you have to run again?
Zhe Saihua frowned and looked up to the white horse. She saw that the white horse was not tired at all, and she was still abnormal in spirit. How could she bleed? She touched the blood under the horse's neck.
I smelled it on my nose and there was no fishy smell unique to blood.
"This is not blood, this is sweat! Hachiro, you really got the treasure. This is a sweat-blooded horse!" Zhe Saihua said loudly.
"What? Sweat-blooded BMW? Taijun, you're not mistaken?" Yang Yanrong was shocked. Sweat-blooded BMW is very precious!
"Taijun, what is a sweat-blooded BMW?" Yang Paifeng had never heard of it.
Zhe Saihua smiled and said: "During the Western Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu of Han had two wars with the Dayuan Kingdom at that time because of the sweat-blooded BMW, forcing the King of Dayuan to pay tribute to two sweat-blooded BMWs every year. It is reported that the sweat-blooded BMW is Tainali and
All the speeds are of the best, but the load is too poor, so it is not suitable for marching and fighting. This sweat-blooded BMW is sweating like bleeding. As the famous sweat-blooded BMW, it is not only very fast, but also has excellent strength.
It's the best among the sweat-blooded BMWs."
When Yang Yanrong heard this, he laughed and couldn't stop laughing. Baby, this is such a big treasure! I didn't expect that I could ride such a good BMW, this is in Mercedes-Benz of this era.
Mercedes-Benz, BMW is the BMW!
Yang Paifeng felt embarrassed and mistakenly treated BMW as a sick horse. Her face turned a little red and she said enviously: "It's not that he used tricks to come, what's there to be happy about?"
"What? Auntie, you are not convinced, why don't you go and grab one?" Yang Yanrong was happy, not caring about Yang Paifeng's blow at all. This is called envy and jealousy. I don't know you well
Woolen cloth.
"Tsk, I'm not as shameless as some people!" Yang Paifeng cut, feeling very unhappy.
Zhe Saihua smiled and said, "Even this horse is worth 200,000 stones of food. This time it was really not in vain. Not only did it pick a BMW in vain, but it also got 80,000 war horses. Hachiro, I'm a little bit
I envy your luck.”
Yang Yanrong smiled and said, "As long as you have good character, you have good luck, that's impossible to stop you."