It was brought back from the market by "him", and it looked up cautiously?!

yes, what's it going to be called?

As for why the little boy called his owner "Sister", it was ignored intentionally or unintentionally.

It has always thought it was good to call it "Chaoyang"! When it was born, its mother licked it and praised it for being as fiery as the morning sun.

As he pulled it out of the dark and damp stable, he stroked its mane and said with a smile to its past owner, "This horse is good, the red is dazzling, this is it!"

Since the red is dazzling, there should also be a dazzling name, right?

It waits with anticipation for its new name.

But its new owner, the slender man, after a moment of silence, opened his mouth and said, "It has no name. It's called a horse."

The little boy patted himself with a look of disappointment.

"What? Just call it a horse? There is no momentum at all! "

Yes, it's a horse, but why is it called a horse?

It lowered its head sadly, feeling that even the hair on its body was not so shiny.

It was a little over three years old, born in a dark stable, raised with other horses and sold around.

The country seems to be at war a lot, and the horses that can be used as war horses always sell faster than the others. It was trained blindfolded to listen to the sound of swords and guns colliding, to the sound of killing pigs and sheep, and when it was three years old, it was pulled out and sold.

It also remembers having someone rudely grabbing its mane and tail and then tying it tightly around its neck with a rope. It is overthrown to the ground with people sitting on every part of the body.

It kicked so hard until it exhausted itself that it was put on a halter, and even its neck and head were tightened, and then it was pulled out, leaving its siblings, and being sold.

When it left the stable, its mother, a six-year-old mare, neighed desperately. It told it: "Don't be afraid, you will meet a strong warrior who will run freely with you!" You're the strongest, you don't deserve to die in the stable! "

Such a fate made it look forward to and fear until it was bought by this man.

On the first night of his new home, he suffered two setbacks in his life.

The first setback, its "owner", seems to be a woman. That is, its mother told it that "you will meet a strong warrior", which is almost impossible.

It became a girl's mount.

The second setback, it doesn't have a name.

Its owner stroked it, but showed a very nostalgic look, muttering to himself, "What is destined to be changed, why is it named".

It was disgusted by a woman.

This has made it already begin to scream for the tragic fate ahead.

"Sister, your horse barked all night last night." The little boy rubbed his eyes and complained to the tall, thin woman in front of him, "It's too noisy!"

It thought it would be beaten, like the manu, and whipped it in the stomach.

Then the girl bent down and whispered to her brother, "It came to our house on the first day, maybe it was afraid of life. It will be fine in the future. If it's been so noisy, I'll take it to Montenegro, where it's full of horses, and it won't be alone."

"There are many horses, and it won't be noisy, right?"

"Maybe it's scared, it's scared without a companion."

"Then sister, when you go to Montenegro, I will raise a herd of horses. That way, when you come back, your horse won't bark in fear."

The little boy's fairy tale sounds so childish. He's not even as tall as it is.

Its maiden suddenly turned red and lowered her body around his neck.

"That's it, that's it...... No wonder you keep so many horses......"

She's talking again about things it doesn't understand.

But she seems to be a gentle person, which gives it some comfort.

In the days that followed, it understood that in the human world, women were also responsible for wars. Its owner changed into men's clothes and rode it to the north.

It has not been to the north, and it has heard that there is an endless savannah, where countless wild horses gallop, and those horses will not be led by man, nor will they be nailed to the iron palm, and their destiny is to run, and other than that, to enjoy the delicious pasture and the sweet spring water.

For it, those wild horses are like their kind in another world, living a good life that even they dare not imagine.

For it, this owner was taken by surprise. It imagines how bad she is, and how good she is.

Her way of riding is very gentle, and many riders who have just ridden horses are very savage, and they will firmly hold the horse under them with their knees like iron, but she is not like this, she is like a rider who has been riding a mount for a long time, swinging her body with ease and freedom with its movements, never using brute force to press it.

Although she does have a lot of strength. It had seen her knock down a tree that stood in her way. But she seems to instinctively know what it wants to do, and ride it to its rhythm.

Such a seasoned rider, why not give it a name?

Could it be that, as she said, she wanted to replace it at any moment?

This kind of speculation frightened him and made him more obedient than the other horses. As she rode it around the battlefield, it worked harder and more humane than the other horses.

It will kick and stomp in the belly of the enemy, and will stand up to block the enemy. [,！ Weapons, will eat desperately at night when replenishing night grass, just so that they can not lose their horse fat, so that they do not look thinner than other horses.

The red horse is inherently more conspicuous than other colored horses, and it wants its owner to be able to see it at first sight.

She wouldn't accidentally lose it.

It grasps every moment to exercise its will, it is not afraid of the sword, it is not afraid of the roar of the enemy, and sometimes, it feels that even if the sky falls, it will not blink an eye.

It will run wherever its owner points as long as it is pointing.

Gradually, it won the praise of countless people.

When its owner brushed it, it really thought she liked it.

It heard her say, "You're really good. I spent the most money on you, and I got it right! Do you like black beans? I know a horse who likes to eat black beans, and after eating black beans, he can run faster than other horses......"

It saw that the more she spoke, the deeper her tone became.

Black beans? What is that? Can you eat it?

It doesn't know if it likes black beans or not, but for her sake, it will like it.

The lowered owner rested his head on its back and sighed in a gentle tone that it had never heard before: "How am I ...... You, Yue Ying."

What is that word? It seems to hear it, and it doesn't seem to hear it.

Its owner named it "Yue Ying"!

Although it is not as good as "Chaoyang", it is also very handsome if it is called "Yue Ying"!

That's a great name!

Its owners have a group of loyal fire companions, and their horses are also very good. There is a pair of brothers, and their horses are also brothers, and they are both docile and kind, and they are not aggressive at all. They always tell how heroic their masters were on the battlefield.

And at this time, the white horse of the human named Na Luo Hun will snort, turn his nose to it and say, "Its master, Mulan, is the head. Any idea what a head is? It's the strongest, most powerful human like the head horse."

It is really proud of its owner and it loves her from the bottom of its heart.

Even though she was a woman, and they didn't know it, there was no better master in the world.

It is both gentle and great, and will scrub it with gentle hands, and when it is on the battlefield, it will never have to worry about becoming an ownerless war horse and being led away.

It had seen countless horses without owners, licking their masters, arching them, and lying down to warm them until their bodies were completely cold, and they themselves would be taken away by someone else.

It's no surprise that many horses fall in love with their owners.

The mare will be ridden by the stallion, while the warhorse will only be ridden by the owner.

Humans will fall in love with women, but will only live and die with their own horses.

This makes it very proud.

There are so many men in the barracks, but it is the only one who deserves to be ridden by her.

Only it could be so close to her.

A few months later, its owner fought valiantly and got back a substitute horse.

This substitute horse is also a red war horse, which is supposed to be a worm, with a foul smell on its body and a butt crawling with flies.

Its owner found bugs on it while bathing it, and then, almost immediately, the horse fell out of favor.

It discovered a long time ago that its owner loves to be clean, presumably due to the fact that she is a woman. So it loves cleanliness more than any other horse. It will clean itself of dirt and stains on the pillars and will also stay away from places with a lot of flies. Whenever it has the chance, it uses water to groom its face and horsehair.

It keeps its fur shiny, clean and fiery all the time, which makes its owner often put his face against its neck and face, showing great intimacy.

It was named "Yue Ying", but its owner never called it.

She would say, "Yueying, you are going...... Oops, I'm stupid again. To the west, to the west! "

Sometimes it thinks, presumably, like herself, that she would rather call each other "my master" or "my horse" than be embarrassed to call each other by their names.

Just like it always calls her "my girl" or "my master" in its heart, it never shouts a name like "Mulan".

Maybe the other party is the same, it must be like this.

- until it saw the horse.

It was a horse it had never seen before, and it was probably not very old, at least younger than itself. Its fur is black and shiny, and it doesn't seem to be as light as the dirt under its feet when it walks.

It held its head high with grace, and although it was not tall, its sturdy skeleton told everyone that as long as it grew up, it must be a burly war horse.

It looked at her master with tears welling up in her eyes.

It saw her walking over in despair, calling out its name......

"Yue Ying."

"Hee-hee-hee-hee......-hee

Black Bean, Yue Ying, Shenjun's BMW.

It seems to understand something, but that understanding keeps it from breathing.

It's not even as high as itself.

If it had been as tall as the dark horse in the lead, maybe it wouldn't have been so hard to breathe.

That night, as their stables were next to each other, it turned its head and asked, "Your name is Yueying?" Coincidentally, my name is Yue Ying."

The black sweaty BMW had a hint of surprise in its eyes. [,！ ] different.

"And the horse dares to call Yue Ying? I'm a royal horse! The emperor's horse! Even if your name is Yue Ying, you will soon have to change your name! "

So, doesn't she name herself "Yue Ying"?

So, she never calls its name?

It breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear "Yue Ying" and another sentence.

"But your host is so nice, knowing that I like black beans, gave me delicious bean flour! For your master's sake, I'll be kind to you and won't bite you."

That breath seems like it's an honor not to be bitten by it.

It turned its head in a humorous way, and found that the substitute horse, who had been beaten into the cold, looked at it with a sympathetic look, and then stretched its head over and leaned against its neck.

Damn it! Your head is so heavy and so heavy, why are you leaning on my neck!

Don't think that if you do this, I will let the master ride you!

The heavy pressure made it gradually forget the tearful eyes of its owner during the day, and forget the fear caused by the name of "Yue Ying".

It was just pressed by its neck, or it was also leaning against its neck, and fell asleep with its eyes open.

The owner who met "Yue Ying" began to get closer and closer to the black horse. The "Yue Ying" would never meekly touch her with his head, and would even snug her face. But no matter how much it does it, the owner who loves cleanliness will just pinch its nose and continue to love it more.

It was silent day by day, and it felt that the name "Yue Ying" escaped from its body little by little, and became someone else's thing.

Or, that's someone else's stuff.

It was still being ridden by its master, but her gaze, her eyes, the direction she commanded it towards, were already staring at the "Yue Ying".

Until that day......

The black horse tossed its owner to the ground.

"Hee-hee-hee......" (Save your life, you're welcome!) )

"Stupid horse!" The master of the Yue Ying scolded viciously.

"Damn! Yue Ying! 陛xià! "

It heard its master curse like this, and rode it forward.

Is it to let it save people?

It's very familiar with this, and its pace can be very fast, as fast as ......

"I'm sorry. I've got to save them! "

It heard its owner say this, and slapped it on the ass hard.

For the most part, she was a gentle master and had never patted its body like this.

Her strength was so great, but it had never been used on it, except today.

It was in pain, and it ran wildly, and it wanted to tell her that it would run fast without having to use such force, but it felt a sudden lightness on its body, and its master had jumped off the horse.

It ran towards the countless horses that were rushing towards them, and suddenly understood its fate.

It rushed towards the enemies, desperately standing up, ramming its head and body against them, stopping them from moving on.

"Where did Crazy Horse come from! Damn it! "

"! The man in front of him has fallen off his horse! It's definitely a big fish! "

"Why did another person jump off! Kill this crazy horse first! "

It fell on the battlefield.

War horses never fall, even when sleeping and eating, they will always stand.

"Mulan, if you can see you next time, name me Chaoyang......"

It feels its soul gradually leaving its body.

It stared at her figure running towards Yue Ying until it was out of sight.

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