Chapter 80: The Ancient Plane 19
Ling Mei couldn't stay any longer, so he asked someone to bring a horse and turned over on the horse.
Originally, Chu Xuan's cloak was on Ling Mei's shoulders, rising with the wind, black and white matching, but it was so wanton that it looked like the young man in the scroll.
Ning Zhiyao covered her mouth and smiled, "Miss Luo is almost over, she is still so naughty, how can she let her parents find a good husband if she doesn't restrain herself." β
Ling Mei glanced at her coldly, "Don't bother with you." Even if I can't marry again, I won't be hungry to hook. Introduce my sister's fiancΓ©. β
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Ning Zhiyao's eyes with some disdain.
Ning Zhiyao's complexion sank suddenly, but after only a moment, he became weak, as if crying, "I just saw that the relationship between my sister and the prince was too cold, so I joined them and helped them improve their relationship, not to break them up." β
Ling Mei looked at her coldly: "Don't play the disgusting thing in front of me, with your acting skills, you are not as good as a full-term fox." β
Ling Mei didn't bother to pay attention to her, she approached the reins, and threw the reins on the soil in front of Ning Zhiyao with a snap, splashing bursts of dust, which frightened Ning Zhiyao by a step or two.
Haitang was extremely angry, "This madman, just a man's wife, what is there to be proud of." β
Ning Zhiyao looked at Ling Mei's horse, with a ruthless look on her face, but she was such a woman, but she lost in a mess.
Ling Mei had no interest in hunting at all, and left simply because she couldn't understand the crazy screams of the woman next to her.
After all, no matter what, it's not right to look at someone else like an idiot.
Suddenly, the horse beneath him throbbed, as if he had gone mad, and rushed straight forward with a rough pant.
Even in the face of a thousand-year-old tree, he did not hesitate to bump into it.
Ling Mei lowered her eyebrows and smelled a very light fragrance.
Ling Mei frowned, and suddenly exerted force, the horse was frightened, raised his head and stopped his front hooves, and suddenly lifted the horse's back high, neighing in pain, eager to shake Ling Mei down.
Ling Mei grabbed the horse's abdomen, flipped it suddenly, and somersaulted the horse, the horse trembled rapidly, spun around in place impatiently, and the horse's head slammed into the tree.
Ling Mei could see that this horse was too spiritual and didn't want to hurt people, and it was obviously professionally trained.
Ling Mei stretched out her hand, and a silver flame burned in her palm, flashing with a scorching streamer, and suddenly slapped towards the horse's head.
The horses trembled, roared, and landed on the dirt, and walked around in a bewildered circle.
The white horse's head was torn through the skin, and blood gushed out, blurring the horse's eyes, but he still meekly bent down and let Ling Mei come down peacefully.
Ling Mei stood in front of the horse, and the horse rubbed on Ling Mei's body affectionately.
Ling Mei stretched out her hand, rubbed the hair on the white horse, rubbed it on the handkerchief, and stuffed it back into her waist.
Then he took out some emergency things from the bag he carried, bandaged the white horse, and tied a delicate bow intimately.
The white horse's tail swept and walked leisurely in the forest, and he raised his head quite complacently, deliberately raised the bow between his head, and rubbed it happily on Ling Mei's body.
Lingmei: "......"
Dye her clothes with medicine, rub her blood.
Abandon.
Ling Mei came back covered in blood, Ning Chuyin hurriedly stood up, suddenly restrained her movements, and sat down again, but she couldn't hide the urgency in her eyes.
When the maidservant saw the situation here, she hurriedly called the doctor.