This horse is a red horse, at first glance it is not much different from the red rabbit horse, only a little bigger than the red rabbit horse, but the strange thing is that it can sneeze, and when it moves, it is full of flames, which is really handsome. But no one should be able to ride such a horse, it will be roasted!

But more than the horses, Hydra wants to know what kind of people are who can shepherd them. A little spoiler first, this Wrangler has taken on a very important position in the whole novel, and it can be said that he can't do it, but here, I'll sell it first, and then slowly unveil it!

Heavy snow falls day and night, in the early morning. The creaking door woke the sleeping Wrangler. The wind and snow are mixed with the cold, and no matter how thick the quilt is, it can't stop it.

The herding horse was an old man in his sixties, because of his ugly face and poor family background, no girl took a fancy to him, and he was lonely all his life. His parents died young, leaving him with nothing, if only a few horses, and a dilapidated house that could not be repaired to keep the cold wind from attacking.

The Wrangler has not received any cultural education, and has not even been out of the mountains, all he has is to herd horses and horses. As soon as the wind and snow came, the Wrangler immediately lifted the quilt and stood up, and the cold wind took away his heat unscrupulously, and sneezed several times in a row. This snow-capped mountain is so cold that he can't take care of himself, but there is no way, because of his appearance, he even has to be expelled from the herding horses.

The Wrangler is just a Wrangler, picking up the heavy torn cotton clothes that are placed on the chair, they don't fit very well, and they look like a beggar, but they still have the effect of keeping warm. Dressed quickly, the Wrangler went out of the door, moved some stones inside the door, pressed it against one side, and closed the door, so that at least one door would not be destroyed.

But at this time, he was more worried about the group of horses, these horses were his only spiritual sustenance, if he was carried away by the wind and snow, then what was the point of him surviving?" "But don't let anything happen!" The wrangler walked, holding his hat with his left hand, praying secretly, holding his waist horizontally with his right hand, holding down his clothes, and walking with his head down, minimizing heat loss.

The Wrangler walked into the snowstorm and slowly began to disappear, eventually disappearing completely. It turned out that if you looked closely, the Wrangler's whole body was covered in snow, and his hat was blown by the wind, but he didn't have time to look for it. The Wrangler's mood at the moment is as messy as his hair. Fortunately, the twelve horses in the circle are still there. Twelve horses snuggled up to each other, keeping each other warm.

The snow fell like broken flowers, in large flakes and endlessly. The sky was already bright, the sun didn't know what was blocking it, it couldn't show its head, the sky was pale blue, like the face of a wrangler. Large and small hoof prints stepped on the snow, blooming countless flowers, stretching for a long distance, but soon, these marks were covered by the wind and snow.

Is it true that life is like this, no matter what you create in the front, what will slowly disappear in the future! Yes, there is nothing wrong with that. Therefore, we have to walk faster to have more things, and only by walking all the time can there be endless footprints.

The Wrangler holds a wooden stick in his left hand with a red thread tied to the stick and a bell tied to the red thread. After raising a horse for a long time, when you hear the sound of the bell, you will follow it, so it is really convenient for the wrangler.

The wrangler walked in front of the horses, the wind blew the red thread and jingled the bells, and twelve horses huddled together, wagging their tails and followed.

This Wrangler is the Wrangler Hydra met in the snowy mountains, but it can also be said that he is not, because he has changed a lot. The Wrangler is no longer the Wrangler of the past, and the horse is not the horse of the past.

Later, the Wrangler appeared all over the world, and where he was present, there were always a few horses following him, and their whereabouts were uncertain. Some people have seen an old man flying on a horse, and some people say that they have seen such an old man riding a horse at the bottom of the sea. None of these rumors are false, because Wrangler's horses have such powers. A person, a person who is not so strong that he cannot solve it, while improving his own strength, he must also use external things to improve his strength, which is the initiative of a smart person.

That's it for the interlude, but let's go back to Hydra.

Hydra had been stunned by the three horses, oh no, it was two, and the dark horse really didn't see anything special. Hydra was also surprised, on such a vast snow-capped mountain, such conspicuous horses and people didn't even notice, and let them go behind him, if they had any intention of attacking, Hydra didn't know how he died.

He has been silent for more than 2,000 years, but he didn't expect that now there are masters everywhere, which really makes him a little powerless. But that's fine, a little difficult challenge is really fun and adventurous......! What sentence do I say!

"Old man, do you have any problems?" Hydra did not know the details of the Wrangler, and did not dare to rush to find trouble, after all, more is better than less when you are away from home. In the face of Hydra's question, the Wrangler was silent. Hydra asked again, "What the hell is the matter with you!" This time the tone was not so friendly, but in line with the traditional virtues of the zh people, Hydra spoke politely. The Wrangler, like a sculpture, is speechless. If it weren't for the fact that the three horses could move, I would have thought that these things were all made of stone. "It's okay, I'm leaving!" Hydra didn't bother with the Wrangler, he looked so old.

"Stop!" Hydra had barely turned when the Wrangler spoke. Hydra turned around impatiently: "Niyaga! Changsha dialect: what do you want to do?" I don't know if the Wrangler didn't understand or didn't want to pay attention to it at all, he looked at Hydra quite coldly, and blinked his eyes from time to time, but he just didn't speak, and he was angry with you!

Hydra sighed and shook his head, not knowing whether to say it to himself or to the Wrangler, "I'll be stupid if I turn around again!" "Stop!" Hydra had just turned when the Wrangler spoke again. But this time, Hydra ignored him and just kept going. "Three horses, choose one!" Hydra had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, Hydra really liked these horses, and really wanted to take them all, but there was no choice but to choose one. But a horse is better than nothing, "I'm stupid too!" said that, Hydra turned his face with a smile, and the knot* was also shattered, where did all the arrogance just now.

In fact, it's one thing whether Hydra likes it or not, but he really wants to hand over both the horse and the purple electric green cream to someone who can let him assist, so that he can complete his mission as soon as possible. Since the Wrangler said it, you're welcome, and it was decisively taken away by the red flame horse. Before Hydra could ask for a name, the remaining two horses and the old man disappeared in an instant, leaving only the dumbfounded Hydra and a dumbfounded horse!

I'm going to sleep!Ask for a ticket!!