Is this sweaty and blood-winged horse's self-esteem so strong??

Yan Yu stared blankly at the sweaty and blood-winged horse that had slowly collapsed due to excessive blood loss, and fell into deep thought.

Hearing a sound of breaking the air, Bao Xiuyong rode a horse and landed beside Yan Yu.

Yan Yu looked back and saw that the sweat and blood winged horse selected by Bao Xiu Yong was not only more powerful than the one he had chosen before, but even stronger than the horse king he had chosen just now!

The thick limbs contain a lot of strength, even Yan Yu, a person who doesn't understand horses, can see that Bao Xiuyong's horse must be very explosive, and the speed of running and flying is not comparable to ordinary sweat and blood winged horses.

Looking at the horse king who died in front of him, Yan Yu felt a little bitter in his heart.

"Hehehe, Yan Fujun, looking at your situation, it doesn't seem to be very optimistic."

Bao Xiuyong had long been unhappy with Yan Yu, but now that he saw Yan Yu in an embarrassing situation, he was even happier in his heart, so he couldn't help but mock:

"You were so confident before, I really thought you had any ability, it turned out that the lord of the dignified Yellow Springs was nothing more than that, but it was a little luckier, and you soaked in the daughter of the Eastern Ghost Emperor Shendi, and then entered the eyes of the Emperor of Beizhou, in fact, you are just an incompetent little white face!"

For the ridicule, Yan Yu had already gone in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear, and he couldn't wait to be a little white face in his heart.

After all, the little white face is at least handsome!

"There are still three minutes left, Yan Fujun, you can't even find a horse, right?" Bao Xiuyong sneered, "That's good, we don't even have to race, just hand over your sword gourd!" Hahaha! ”

Yan Yu took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, there were indeed only three minutes left.

Searching for clues, coupled with kidnapping the Horse King, took Yan Yu a lot of time, and now in just three minutes, it may be even more difficult to find a sweat and blood winged horse that is better than Bao Xiuyong.

"Bao Fujun, your horse has been resurrected?"

"Your horse has just come back to life!" Bao Xiuyong almost blew his lungs.

"In terms of raising horses, Bao Fujun is really first-class in technology!" Yan Yu said with a smile, "I just know a friend, his elder brother was raising horses in the Heavenly Court back then, and later he became a fighting Buddha, does Bao Fujun also plan to take this route?" ”

"I'm already the king!" Bao Xiuyong emphasized.

"Well, I'm also the prince of the house, but I'm in charge of the source of the Yellow Spring, and you're just a Bi Ma Wen."

A hint of anger flashed in Bao Xiuyong's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, he rode on his horse, and said with a good look:

"Yan Fujun, I don't have any verbal disputes with you, there are only two minutes left now, if you don't want to find a horse, you might as well hand over the sword gourd to me directly, saving you both of us time."

"Whoever said I wouldn't look for horses, I'll start looking for them."

Yan Yu smiled and flew directly into the sky.

He didn't know anything about sweaty and bloody dark winged horses before, but after humiliating and killing a horse king just now, Yan Yu suddenly had an idea.

As Bao Xiuyong said, sweat and blood winged horses have a very strong sense of self-esteem, and creatures with strong self-esteem should also like fame and fortune very much, right?

For the sweaty and bloody winged horse, the benefit is just to eat better grass, so ......

Yan Yu poured immortal power into his lungs, and then roared directly:

"Lao Tzu is the lord of Huangquan, the prince of the mansion Yan Yu! こ崧硖? Cattle? Quietly Hong? (1) What is the case of the Frosty Roundworm? 15. Soil alcohol? Remote ∪ pry? Extraordinary? Messy ∪??? Smelt the sorrel? Hungry?? Whi I descended some? Plugged acesyl'? Moisture? Generations of Hui Xuan? Cooking and quietly worrying about the eggplant? (9) Fly twilight? Lan.

Bao Xiuyong: "......"

He and the horses under him looked at Yan Yu in a daze.

He has been raising horses for so many years, and he never thought that there would be such an operation!

Yan Yu said with a smile: "This horse king has even understood the meaning of such a connotation, presumably the IQ of this sweat and blood winged horse should not be low, they must be able to understand my words, right?" ”

The voice fell.

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"Yo-"

One after another, the incomparably strong sweat and blood winged horses flew out of their own territory and rushed towards Yan Yu's direction!

"This ...... How could this be......" Bao Xiuyong's face was full of disbelief.

One after another, a total of more than thirty sweaty and blood-blooded horses landed in front of Yan Yu.

These sweaty and blood-winged horses, one stronger than the other, each more handsome than the other, the hair on their bodies is extremely soft, and even shiny and reflective.

Pick out any horse, it will be better than the one under Bao Xiuyong's seat!

"Bao Fujun, it seems that you still don't know enough about them, raising horses not only needs to understand their habits and preferences, but also treat them as human beings, everything has a spirit, not to mention the sweat and blood of the winged horse?"

Yan Yu smiled, his heart was simply crooked.

Since the horse king just now had such self-esteem, then Yan Yu had reason to believe that this sweaty and bloody dark winged horse was all vain guys!

As soon as he heard that Yan Yu wanted to seal the title of "Super Horse King" that was useless at all, these powerful sweat and blood Dark Winged Horses all poured over.

Whether it's useful or not, it's right to grab it anyway, and besides, it's just a game, and you won't lose a piece of meat......

"Hehe, there are so many good horses, which one should I choose?" Yan Yu rubbed his palms.

Bao Xiuyong swallowed his saliva, he was very unwilling, just now he felt that the horse under his seat was a Ferrari, but now compared with the horse Yan Yu found, it has become a second-hand QQ.

But if he wants to change it now, it will be too embarrassing, and Yan Yu will definitely add ridicule.

So, Bao Xiuyong gritted his teeth and decided not to change.

"Whether the horse runs fast or not depends not only on whether the horse is good or not, but also on who is riding it, am I there? Dumplings? Foolish? What is the only one in the middle? Is it still a good idea? Zhong Suibei? The corridor is litigious

Yan Yu smiled, simply took out a bottle of mineral water from the swallowing space, and said:

"Everyone is a good horse, and I don't want to choose, so let's just use the bottle to decide, and after a while, I turn the bottle, and whoever the bottle mouth is facing will be chosen."

This also makes the horses satisfied, otherwise if Yan Yu picks one by himself, the other horses will definitely be unhappy, after all, it is the name of the Super Horse King!

If you don't do it, it will cause a big brawl among the horses.

According to what Yan Yu said, the horses formed a circle, and Yan Yu stood in the center and turned the bottle.

At this point, there are only ten seconds left.

The bottle turns fast, but the speed is also slowing down, and the time passes by second by second.

Five...... Four...... Three...... Two......

At the last second, the bottle stopped!

The ponies' eyes widened, and they looked towards the mouth of the bottle, and saw a small black pony no more than Yan Yu's knee-high, standing happily among the horses......