Chapter 104: Waste wood plus waste wood is equal to a miracle?! 1
Feeling the violent movement of the wind element caused by the horses, Murong Wushuang, who had always been cold-tempered, couldn't help but feel a little excited. He wished he could go there and experience it in person.
At this time, six eight-horse drawn carriages also arrived on the grassland.
"I am old. Otherwise, I would definitely set up a cart and rush forward to compete with all the other men!"
Gazing across the canopy car, Feng Zhonghe took a deep breath, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
As he spoke, he turned to the princes and ministers beside him.
"Who wants to challenge the title of Hunter King?!"
"My son counts as one!"
Feng Mantian was the first to take a big step out
"My son, come and join in the count!"
Feng Manlou also walked out with a smile. Today he was also wearing a military uniform and carrying a long bow.
"Fourth brother, you have to be careful, this hunting is not like making a fuss!"
The wind filled the sky, teasing me with neither yin nor yang.
"Brother, don't worry. In my fourth brother's humble opinion, this hunt requires not only the bravery of a reckless man, but also wit and skill!"
After refuting him unceremoniously, Feng Manlou turned to look at Murong Wushuang.
"I have long heard that Fengling Junior High School has vast pastures, and Master Murong must also be a master of hunting?!"
Although Feng Mantian was dissatisfied with Feng Manlou, he had the same hatred towards Murong Wushuang. He looked at Murong Wushuang with disdain and sneered.
"Fourth brother, aren't you making things difficult for me?! Mr. Murong is very weak. If he accidentally falls off the car, how will we explain it to Fenglingguo!"
All the ministers could not help but chuckle.
"Although Wushuang is not talented, he is not so unworthy!"
Murong Wushuang took a step forward calmly, looking only at the dust caused by the cavalry in the distance.
"I can't take the title of King of Hunters, so it would be nice to feel the atmosphere of the hunt!"
Everyone couldn't help but be startled. They never expected that this young man who looked thin, frail, and delicate as a picture would have such courage.
Feng Manlou and Feng Mantian's eyes flashed with disdain at the same time.
In their opinion, even if Murong Wushuang really dared to get into the hunting car, he would probably vomit out his breakfast before he could even ride two miles.