The so-called red rabbit is a kind of sweat and blood BMW under the speculation of modern experts, and it may also be the product of sweat and blood BMW, it is possible. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the world thinks that the Red Rabbit Horse is the number one horse in Chinese history.

In fact, if you have to talk about the first, I am afraid that it will belong to the mount of Xiang Yu, the overlord of the Chu Dynasty, the black horse!

This horse is rumored to be in the snow, and the horse has a kind of momentum that reigns over the world! Can the overlord still be the overlord without the black horse?

The second-ranked horse is afraid that it will belong to the four horses of the Yellow Gate, Pu Xiao, Long Wen, Yumu, and the sweat and blood horses are full of the Yellow Gate, and this sentence refers to the sweat and blood BMW, which can be seen to be powerful.

Yang Feng's eyes flickered as he looked at this eight-foot sweaty horse, this horse was tall and mighty, and the fluff on his neck was as bright red and dazzling as the sunset, which was extremely dazzling! From the well-developed limbs, it can be seen that traveling thousands of miles a day is not a rumor.

Angel led Yang Feng and the others to continue to look at the last horse, and before Angel could speak, Yang Feng's expression became excited.

"That's it, General Ben wants it!" Yang Feng slapped his thigh and said urgently.

"Shhh.......hhh This.... Is this really a horse? ”

"Good.... Noble horse ......"

Yang Dayan and Yang Zaixing expressed their opinions one after another.

Angel looked at the three of them amusedly, shook his head and said, "General, please introduce the old man!" ”

What kind of horse would make Yang Feng lose his temper so much, it was nothing else, it was because the horse in front of him was pale golden!

It is full of elegance, nobility, and imperial atmosphere!

That's right, pale gold!

Rao is Yang Feng, who thinks that he knows a little bit about history, and has never heard of the pale gold BMW.

After all, heroes love BMW, and no one is exempt.

"This horse is still brought back by our warriors who went to the Western Regions alone......" Angel began.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, this so-called warrior is really powerful, he went to such a far place alone, and he can actually come back, which is indeed amazing.

At the moment, he asked: "I don't know if the old man can recommend this warrior to this general, if he has great talent, he will definitely be reused!" ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Angel's eyes, and he hurriedly said: "Of course you can, if you can get the general's appreciation, it will be his glory!" ”

Yang Feng nodded in satisfaction.

Angel continued: "This old man named him Dilin! ”

As soon as Angel finished speaking, Yang Zaixing's eyes suddenly flashed, and he said coldly: "Good name!" ”

Yang Dayan also nodded secretly, this name is not enough for this horse.

"Well, it's appropriate, this horse can also travel thousands of miles a day, but .......," Angel hesitated.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it, forgive you for your innocence!" Yang Feng said directly.

"But the horse is a mare....... Forehead.... Except for some good-looking men..... No one can get close to him....." Angel said embarrassedly.

Yang Feng: "........"

Yang Zaixing: "........"

Yang Dayan: "........"

Hell, when did the horse still look good?

, you are a mare, you don't go to a handsome stallion, why are you looking for a handsome man......

"Uh... Ben will say..... The warrior who brought him back.... It must be very good......." Yang Feng said with a black line on his head.

"Oh, the general is talking about Anluer, he is the most handsome man in the dozens of tribes nearby, and he is also my second son!" Angel said proudly.

Yang Feng cautiously stepped forward, testing Di Lin's reaction.

"Puff...."Di Lin looked coldly at this little dot that was slowly approaching him, and snorted.

Seeing that Di Lin didn't leak any anger, Yang Feng magnified his courage a little bit, and walked towards Di Lin step by step.

Yang Zaixing behind him was three steps away from Yang Feng, and the thunder ghost dragon spear in his hand was always clenched to prevent this beast from suddenly going berserk.

What was frightening was that this pale golden emperor didn't seem to have any hostility towards Yang Feng, and as Yang Feng got closer and closer to it, there seemed to be a hint of joy in the huge horse's eyes.

Yang Feng finally stood by Di Lin's side, stretched out his hand and gently touched the horse's head.

Soft, delicate and firm, Dilin's fur is as smooth as you would expect.

"This is the mount I want, this is the partner I want......." Yang Feng's eyes gradually became hot.

As the saying goes, famous ministers are auxiliary to Mingjun, BMW is matched with heroes, and the only famous master that Dilin can choose in today's troubled times is almost only Yang Feng.

"Dilin, good name..... In the future, I will follow General Ben......" Yang Feng touched Di Lin's neck and muttered.

Di Lin seemed to understand, and there was a loud snort, and then his tall body slowly lowered, and he actually took the initiative to invite Yang Feng to it.

Yang Feng's eyes were happy, he didn't expect that Di Lin would be so humane, and he also had to try the BMW that he had just arrived.

Yang Feng took a step forward, took a big stride, and easily got on the back of the emperor's horse.

A BMW is a BMW, and Yang Feng felt the difference the moment he rode it.

The back is a little wider than the BMW I've ridden before, and I don't feel uncomfortable.

"Dilin, let them see your speed......" Yang Feng's legs were slightly forced, and he gently pinched the horse's body.

The spiritually charged Emperor Lin instantly understood his master's thoughts.

"Sigh the ..... of the law"

Di Lin hissed, and then stepped out of his legs and sped away. The long horsehair and tail fluttered under the buoyancy of the current, one after the other, one on top of the other, condensing into a whole, and moving forward rapidly, it was a strange picture of galloping beauty and power intertwined.

Yang Feng didn't even feel a trace of bumps, as smooth as he was on a carriage, worthy of Dilin.

Di Lin's speed was extremely fast, and he disappeared in a moment, and Yang Feng couldn't even open his eyes by the wind that Di Lin was running.

He could only subconsciously grasp Di Lin's horsehair with both hands.

What a Di Lin, at the critical moment, it seemed that he felt the discomfort of his master, and suddenly his front legs rose into the air, and the two strong horse legs in the back stood tightly on the ground.

If Yang Feng had a spear in his hand, he would definitely be able to rely on Di Lin to use the classic killing move in the Yang family's marksmanship, and return the horse pistol!

I vaguely remember that Yang Yanan used a return pistol when he was fighting Wang Yanzhang in Jizhou, and even injured him, which shows the power of this move.

However, Yang Yanan relied on real equestrian skills to achieve this trick, and Yang Feng only needed to rely on Dilin to do it, which is not strong!