"Poof-" The sharp blade instantly separated the flesh of the horse's neck, and a warm, sticky liquid flowed out of the wound.

The horse suffers and runs harder.

Chu Xian was ruthless again, grabbed the golden hairpin tightly and pulled it down, and drew a long cut on its neck.

The horse neighed, and the speed picked up again.

Chu Xian pulled out the golden hairpin, didn't care about wiping the blood off her hand, and slid a knife on its neck.

Who knows what awaits her in front of her, and she can't let this horse run like this.

The horse under him was really crazy, even if the blood was pouring out, it still ran wildly. Eventually, it slammed to the ground, its eyes wide open.

Chu Xian was thrown to the ground, her whole body hurt, the skin on her wrist was broken, and one arm was still pressed under her neck.

Pulling it out, she crouched beside it and moved her lips, not knowing what to say.

Her eyes moistened at once, and the docile horse that had been with her for months was about to die, and she had killed it with her own hands.

When she learned to ride a horse before, she basically rode another docile foal, which the fourth master had chosen to keep in the stable. After the Lantern Festival, every time she went to the horse farm, she went back to see it, fed it a little grass herself, and then touched the bridge of its nose.

It would gently rub her palm in court.

Now, it's lying on the ground, dying.

Chu Xian stretched out her hand and gently touched the bridge of its nose.

She saw that the horse seemed to have a hint of clarity in the last moment of its life, and it moved with difficulty, rubbing her palm lightly as before. Its last breath stopped in front of her palm.

The warm, moist gas that sprayed on her palm slowly cooled like its life.

She fell to her knees, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Thinking about it, she reached out and closed its eyes, full of sadness.

"Boss, even if you don't kill it, it really won't survive. My scan will not be wrong, it has indeed been drugged, and it only knows that it has to run in one direction, and it will not stop if it does not die. ”

Chu Xian nodded and didn't speak.

There was a sudden movement around her, and she looked up to see several men in black approaching.

She got up, trembling hands clenched in her sleeves.

The person who came was not good, and today she is afraid that she will encounter a big disaster.

"Tut-tut, I didn't expect you to be so smart that you could think of this trick to make the horse stop." A woman in red, with a black cloth on her face and a horsewhip in her hand, appeared behind the man in black.

Chu Xian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, this was Tong Jia Muzhen's voice.

"Since you're here, why bother wearing a face towel, it's not that we don't know each other." Knowing that it was her, Chu Xian's heart suddenly relaxed.

Fortunately, she has fought with Tong Jia Muzhen, and she has more or less understanding, which is better than facing a completely unfamiliar enemy.

"Yohe, it's really a person of noble status, it's all in this situation, and you can still talk about it." Tong Jia Muzhen sneered and approached, but did not take the masked black scarf.

She walked up to the horse, tapped the dead horse with the whip in her hand, and let out a sneer: "What a good horse, but it's a pity that it was killed by the ruthless master." But that's okay, I'm not going to let you die in vain. ”

"Tut-tut, this horse is so good, he chose it for you. Someone came, cut off its ponytail, and waited until he returned to the capital to make strings for me. She said and deliberately smiled at Chu Xian.