readx;? The two women refused to give in to each other, and they couldn't help but beat their horses together and galloped towards the racecourse. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info [Burning ^ Wen ^ Library] Luo Xiaotian couldn't rest assured that Sentia was not relieved, and chased after him closely.

Rong Yufan was quite confident in his aunt, but he didn't want to lose to Luo Xiaotian like this, so he chased after him.

Qi Ruolin didn't expect Rong Zhenzhen to compete with Sentia, and looked at Smith in embarrassment, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.

Sighing helplessly, Smith walked past her and walked away.

Lu Xue looked at the empty back and was distracted, but Gu Mingxuan was in a hurry to see the excitement, shook his mother's arm, raised his head, and said in a milky voice, "Mom, let's find a good position to see the excitement!"

A little thing with no conscience, you know how to watch the excitement!

Luo Xiaotian's equestrianism is at most an entry-level level, and Rong Yufan has been practicing horseback riding since he was 5 years old, and their levels are completely incomparable.

She was going to stop it, but the two children disappeared in the blink of an eye. She still has her son with her, and if there is anything, she can't cry.

Twisting his face to look at Quan Mutian, he found that the man was calmly stroking the sesame paste mane, which made her explode in an instant.

"Why are you stunned? Why don't you go to see Xiaotian? I warn you, if he has three long and two short, I won't be done with you!"

This woman's temper comes as soon as it is said, and it is really elusive!

In front of Qi Ruolin and her youngest son, will she die if she saves me some face?

The man beside him was indifferent, still standing there calmly, Lu Xue glared at him fiercely, turned his horse's head and galloped away.

Looking at her back gradually moving away, the man's thin lips hooked the arc of the crescent moon and followed unhurriedly.

What a quick temper!

This is the property of the Hoffman family, and no matter how arrogant the people of the Rong family are, they don't dare to do anything to the small world here.

Other mothers regard their own children as treasures, and they can't hold them in their mouths every day. But what about her? An adopted son is more expensive than her own child, she really can!

The group came to the racecourse one after another, standing outside the fence and looking inside. After receiving the news, the staff of the racecourse came over one after another, leaning against the wooden fence to watch the excitement.

Luo Xiaotian pinched a cold sweat for Sentia.

Just now, he saw Rong Yufan's equestrianism. Don't look at their similar age, but the other party's riding skills are much more skilled than your own. Not only that, but he can also change his movements at will on the horse, and he is a big stupid bear in comparison!

When it comes to the ability of the royal horse, in Zurich, the people of the Rong family dare to be the second, and no one dares to be the first.

Although Sentia often rode horses, she was not necessarily a match for Rong Zhenzhen. With her arrogant and domineering character, once she loses, she will inevitably target the Rong family.

Mom and Uncle Rong are good friends, and it will be difficult for Mom to be caught in the middle of the Hoffman family if the Hoffman family targets the Rong family everywhere.

However, the match is a foregone conclusion, and he can only pray that Sentia will not lose!

The son was safe and sound, and Lu Xueman secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The woman next to her frowned, Quan Mutian gently held her hand, and joked with a smile, "You are always so nervous, aren't you afraid that your heart can't stand it?" Xiaotian is a boy, you have to let go sooner or later. ”

Looking at the little guy in her arms, she understood the man's vague meaning.

He just said that Luo Xiaotian was not born to her, and when he knew his life experience, he was afraid that he would leave this home without looking back.

Perhaps, he also wanted to tell himself that he had Gu Jinyang's blood in his body, and he was destined to have no stable life.

But even so, this child is the only male of the Gu family in this world, no matter what, she has to keep this single seedling. She will never give up until she has to.

"Xiaotian is my son, why should I let go?"

An eye knife flew over, Lu Xueman shook off the man, pulled the reins, and widened the distance between the two.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to pull the woman back, but his parents' subtle movements attracted Gu Mingxuan's attention, and he turned around curiously and put his chubby little hand into his father's wide palm.

Placing the whip across the saddle, he rubbed his son's forehead with his free other hand.

Peeking at the little woman, seeing her staring intently into the distance, she simply swallowed the words back from her mouth.

The little guy didn't understand his parents' entanglement, he only cared about the result of the game, lay in his father's ear, and whispered, "Dad, do you think Sister Sentia will win?"

"I think so. ”

Raising his eyebrows and looking at Smith, he clutched the horsewhip, his facial expression stiffened, and the whole body was tensed together, like a full bowstring. Even if he loses it, he will overreact.

I have to say that his nervousness about his niece is no less than Lu Xueman's concern for Luo Xiaotian.

No wonder Smith has his eye on her, it turns out that she is connected to the same fate!

On the racecourse, Sen Tia and Rong Zhenzhen chased after me, and they didn't give in to each other.

But no matter how much Sentia chased after him, he was always half a head behind. With 500 meters to go into the obstacle zone, this is the last chance to catch up with the opponent, and if she misses it, she will lose!

After waiting for Rong Zhenzhen's glance, she buckled the stirrup, and the red-maned fiery horse seemed to sense the master's determination to win, and jumped up sharply and quickly ran forward.

Oh yes!

Good job!

Turning her face triumphantly, Sentia cast a disdainful glance at Rong Zhenzhen.

What an arrogant thing!

It's not necessarily who makes it to the finish line first!

You think you've won, but I just want to tell you, little girl, you're still too tender!

It is necessary to slow down before entering the obstacle area, otherwise, the horse will not be able to slow down easily due to inertia, and once it loses control, it is the owner who will be injured.

is really a yellow-haired girl who only knows how to be strong, she has no actual combat experience at all, and she dares to be strong!

When I win you, don't cry too badly!

The first obstacle is the turning of the stake.

The horses are to move forward in an S shape of a stake under the command of their master. Sensors are installed around the stakes, and any irregularities are sounded.

As long as you take a wrong step, it is equivalent to automatically admitting defeat.

This level is a test of the tacit understanding between the owner and the horse.

Sentia's mount is an eight-year-old Arabian horse that is keenly aware of his owner's intentions. So, such an obstacle is not a problem for her.

Successfully passing the first obstacle, Sentia turned her face to look, and saw that her opponent had just arrived and began to circle the stake, and she couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth.

The second level is to jump over an 80m high wooden fence.

This is not a problem for healthy adult horses either.

The third level is to take the single-plank bridge.

The single-plank bridge is 2m above the ground, and the bridge deck is only a little more than a foot wide, so there seems to be no other option than to walk in a straight line.

This level not only tests the cooperation of people and horses, but also has high requirements for the master's balance ability. Inexperienced people simply can't climb the single-plank bridge, let alone walk through it.

Clutching the reins tightly, Sentia's palms began to sweat, and she took a deep breath before slowly walking forward.

The five-meter-long single-plank bridge was not long, but she found it so far away that she was terrified at every step. A layer of fear surged in her heart, and she subconsciously looked down, but after just one glance, her internal organs shrank together.

No wonder Aunt Lu said that Rong Zhenzhen is not like a woman!

She's actually interested in such a dangerous sport, and she's really inhuman!

However, since I have made a bet, I must be the final winner, and I must not let such a woman look down!

Having made up her mind, she continued to walk forward, and when she landed safely, she instantly relaxed, and sat on the back of the horse and gasped.

She was secretly glad that she hadn't fallen off the bridge, but she didn't know that there were even more serious tests ahead of her.

Rong Zhenzhen could go around the arena with her eyes closed, and when she saw that little girl working so hard, the corners of her mouth raised a faint mockery.

Passing the third level can only show that her skills are barely passable, but the next two levels are not so easy.

When she cries, let her be proud for a while!

Drive the horses, slowly walk up the canoe bridge, and quietly watch Sentiya's horse clumsily jump and jump in succession of obstacles. Despite the struggle, he was not sent out.

Count her in two!

Later, when it came to the final level, she was not so lucky!

Spanning six one-metre-high hurdles in a row must ensure that the crossbar does not fall to the ground without kicking the hurdle down, and the distance between the two hurdles is less than two and a half metres.

In other words, there is no possibility of running when jumping, you can only jump on the spot.

Being able to barely pass is already approaching Sentia's limit.

She couldn't imagine what kind of problems she would encounter in the final hurdle, let alone whether she would be able to break through the obstacles.

Beads of sweat rolled down her sideburns down her cheeks, and she was already lacking in confidence, but when she saw the three-meter-diameter sand pit, she was immediately deflated.

After visually surveying the distance, she realized that this was an impossible task.

Less than 10 metres from the last hurdle to the edge of the bunker, it is impossible for a horse to jump over such a short distance and cross a three-metre pit.

This obstacle is not scientific!

Her Arabian horses can't get by, and the Mongolian horses of Rong Zhenzhen have no chance of winning!

Looking at the bunker fixedly, Sentia was entangled to death.

If she stood still and didn't move, if the other person jumped over, she would lose. Not only that, but she will also laugh at her for being incompetent.

Although she was not sure about this level, if she jumped rashly, she and the horse would be injured. But she tried, and even if she failed, it wasn't a big deal!

It's just that in order to fight with a woman like Rong Zhenzhen, is it worth hurting yourself and your love horse?

Turning the horse's head, she returned to the last hurdle, loosened the reins, and carefully observed her surroundings, hoping to find a shortcut to pass as soon as possible.

Just as she was engrossed in her search for a flaw, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind her.

The Mongolian horse jumped hurdles continuously, and Rong Zhenzhen sat on the horse, as steady as Mount Tai, and reached the last hurdle in a blink of an eye.

The youngest daughter, who was far ahead, laughed sarcastically, "I thought you were so good!

"Don't get complacent too early, I won't lose to you!" The tough words were thrown, and even Sentia herself felt weak.

Seeing through her mind at a glance, Rong Zhenzhen deliberately leaned over and said, "Do you need me to tell you the trick to pass the last level?"

Raising an eyebrow, Sentia was deeply skeptical of her words.

How could this woman be so kind?