Chapter 1165: Tortoise and Hare Race
Listening to a few gossips from his father Yin Beizhou and his opponent Zhao Wenhe, he deprived himself of the right to find another BMW, and Yan Yu was extremely depressed.
However, Yan Yu believed that Yin Beizhou would not let him send the magic weapon, so he began to speculate.
"Zhao Wenhe should want to see me in trouble, why would he want to help me and offer to let me find a good horse again?"
"Dad will never cheat me, right...... What other mysteries are there in Xiao Hei? ”
Thinking of this, Yan Yu glanced at Xiao Hei up and down again.
Xiao Hei eats grass innocently, staggers when he walks, and lets out a stinky fart from time to time.
Suddenly, Yan Yu's eyes lit up.
Damn, it's useless to have bright eyes, this thing is still a little waste that only eats and drinks Lazar!
Yan Yu felt the need to reflect on it, he was still not the protagonist's problem, the eyes of the other protagonists lit up, and they inevitably changed the direction of the story, and began to pretend to slap their faces, why did their eyes light up, this little black or that little black?
"Bao Xiuyong, is there any armor in the army that is suitable for this foal?" Yin Beizhou asked.
Bao Xiuyong seemed to have been ready for a long time, took out a set of saddles and armor of normal size, and said:
"Returning to the Emperor, our saddles and armor can automatically change in size according to the size of the horses to fit their bodies."
With that, Bao Xiuyong threw out the saddle armor, and after Yan Yu took it, he took it and put a set of ...... on the foal
The saddle and armor contracted rapidly, and sure enough, they fit perfectly into the foal's body.
This makes the cute little black look like he finally looks like that.
However, Yan Yu did not mention the desire to ride it because of this, he had already ridden it just now, and that posture was no different from kneeling......
"Yes, yes, Yan Fujun, your mount is very similar to you! Hahaha! Bao Xiuyong sneered mercilessly.
Zhao Wenhe and Wang Zhenren only sighed, only hoping that Yan Yu would not find anything, otherwise today would be Bao Xiuyong's death day.
Where did Bao Xiuyong know that he had been calculated by both sides.
He's still there? N Se said: "Yan Fujun, when can I start, I can't wait to win your gourd!" ”
"Get started...... Hey, we don't seem to have a horse race yet, do we? Yan Yu suddenly reacted, "Well, in fact, I didn't make it clear before, after selecting the horses, it will take another ten years to compete, so I'll raise the horses first." ”
After Yan Yu finished speaking, he directly picked up Xiao Hei and prepared to slip away.
Bao Xiuyong was stunned by Yan Yu's shamelessness, but the eldest mother couldn't stand it, grabbed Yan Yu's collar and said, "Xiao Yu, a manly man, you can't be so shameless......"
“…… Just kidding. ”
Yan Yu hugged Xiao Hei and said, "My little foal, it's definitely impossible to race, but the previous rules didn't say who was riding whom, so I could hold the foal and compete with the Bao Mansion riding the horse, right?" ”
"Of course, you can, but I'm a horse racer, and you're a Maasai man!" Bao Xiuyong never forgot to taunt Yan Yu.
Yan Yu said: "Bao Fujun, your horse has just died once, don't rush to send it again." ”
“……”
Zhao Wenhe was afraid that the little foal would have a better chance of discovering the demon spirit than any more seconds that the foal was in Yan Yu, so he urged:
"Two, stop fighting with each other, let's start the game quickly."
Wang Zhenren also said: "Starting from here, whoever arrives at the Western Ghost Emperor Hall first will be the winner today, please get ready!" ”
Bao Xiuyong held the reins in his hand, heroic and sassy, and walked to the starting point.
Yan Yu silently tied Xiao Hei to his back and also came to the starting point.
Yin Beizhou patted Yan Yu's shoulder, teased Xiao Hei on Yan Yu's back, and then said solemnly: "Ready...... Three, two, one, run! ”
The BMW under Bao Xiuyong's seat let out a loud horse roar, then vibrated its wings, directly creating a cyclone around him, and then soared upwards and flew into the sky in an instant!
The powerful cyclone made Yan Yu and the pony's faces distort, and by the time they came to their senses, Bao Xiuyong had already run away!
"Xiao Hei, we can't lose!"
"Quack."
Yan Yu: "??? ”
You're a ball, aren't you a horse?!
didn't have time to think about Xiao Hei's strange reason, Yan Yu directly summoned the sword gourd!
"Chengying, Chunjun, Seven Star Dragon Yuan, Fish Intestines!"
Four divine swords flew out, and the Seven Star Dragon Yuan directly differentiated into seven swords, a total of nine flying swords, and opened the way ahead together!
Yan Yu took Xiao Hei and jumped up, jumped onto the Pure Jun Sword, and immediately turned into a streamer, and followed Bao Xiuyong!
Zhao Wenhe and Wang Zhenren couldn't help but change color slightly when they saw Yan Yu's speed.
Today's Yan Yu, although he is only a true immortal cultivator, but after casting the Divine Wind Trick, his speed is comparable to that of an immortal!
That is, - on the same level as the Ghost Emperor!
"This son is extraordinary, even a little more terrifying than the previous Yan Buyi," Zhao Wenhe said to Wang Zhenren, "After this incident has passed, I must have a good chat with Bao Xingtian, and it is necessary to eradicate Yan Yu as soon as possible!" ”
Wang Zhenren also nodded seriously.
Yin Beizhou raised his hand to touch the foal, put it in front of his nose and sniffed.
Demonic energy.
Although it was very thin, Yin Beizhou still sensed it.
……
In the sky of the Western Hell, Yan Yu struggled to fly.
But because of the delay in the departure time, he never saw Bao Xiuyong.
"Blackie, have you ever heard the story of the tortoise and hare race?" Yan Yu asked suddenly.
Blackie shook his head.
"The proud rabbit and the honest tortoise agreed to race, and when the hareth reached the middle of the race, he thought that the tortoise could not catch up, so he slept on the side of the road, and the tortoise chased after him slowly......"
Blackie: "Quack? (Did the turtle win in the end?) )
"No, in the end the tortoise gave the rabbit."
“……”
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not driving, I'm just thinking, something has to happen on this road." Yan Yu laughed wickedly.
Blackie felt like he was on a thief ship.
As he spoke, Yan Yu broke through a gray dark cloud, and finally saw a small black dot in the distance.
It's Bao Xiuyong and his mount!
Bao Xiuyong also saw the shadows of Yan Yu and Xiao Hei from the shiny armor on horseback.
"If you don't ride a mount, you can reach this speed with your own flying skills...... Bao Xiuyong's face sank, "It must be the skill of raising a sword and gourd, I must win it!" ”
The mountain peaks in front of him overlapped, and the strange rocks were craggy, and Bao Xiuyong led the rush into it, followed by Yan Yu.
Suddenly, Bao Xiuyong pulled out the Tai'a sword at his waist, and slashed horizontally towards the mountain peak on the side!