The woman rode her horse to a close place, and Han Feng saw her appearance clearly. She has skin as white as snow, a pair www.biquge.info of eyes that are black and white, bright as stars, she is really a beauty who captivates the country and the city, but she is so beautiful, but her eyes are cold, and looking at people gives people a chill to the bone. She looked down at Han Feng, her eyes flickered, and she seemed to be surprised by the handsomeness and abnormality of the man in front of her, so stunned, she opened her mouth: "Thank you for letting Jiuzhuo live." ”

"Nine Burning ......" Han Feng looked back at the red horse, secretly thinking that this is its name, could it be that even the king of this wild horse king is also this woman's mount?

Han Feng looked at his hands full of horse blood, and then looked at the horse rope around Jiuzhuo's neck, and secretly felt that his face was really not thick enough to say the word "you're welcome". When the woman saw that he did not reply, she said, "You are not a group of people, but you are all here for the same purpose." Go back, this herd of wild horses is not something you can move. ”

But Han Feng was not the master who could persuade her to go back with a word or two, he took two steps to Jiuzhuo's side, and said, "Girl, you also said that this is a herd of wild horses, since there is no owner, why can't I move?"

The woman had already turned around on Xiao Han's horse at this time, Han Feng couldn't see her expression, but vaguely heard her sneer: "This mountain and this water have no owner, can you move to your own house if you want to?"

Han Feng was choked by her and speechless, stunned, and said, "Dead things are naturally different from living things. You help me remove the iron hook from Jiuzhuo's body, I'll give it medicine, and then see if I can submit it. As long as I can subdue it, this herd of wild horses is mine. ”

The woman snorted coldly: "'Submission', 'submission', you outsiders only know how to use 'submission' on horses, no wonder after the king of wild horses goes out, there will be no gods in the mountains in a few years, and the descendants are not as good as the generation." It turns out that you have been taught to be servile. She looked sideways at Yizhang Hei on the side, and suddenly took a sip: "Although the character is good, the temperament is cheap, it is really a shame for Chihua." ”

Han Feng was speechless by her few words, and secretly wondered what if he didn't "surrender" to Ma, then what should he do? At this moment, Bai Tong suddenly opened his mouth: "Han Feng, I know who she is." ”

Han Feng pouted: "Who is it?"

Bai Tong said: "It's a horse protection clan." Legend has it that you have a group of horse guards in your country, and they have been with wild horses for a long time......" However, before Bai Tong's words were finished, the ground under everyone's feet suddenly shook twice.

This shaking was not loud, but there was a faint thunder in the mountain col in the distance, and when the two were added together, Han Feng's face suddenly changed: "Fire thunder!"

Fire and thunder again!

Sure enough, there are people from the Changchun Gang here, and as for the mountain pass, most of them are where the horses are.

Although Jiuzhuo was a divine horse, he had never seen fire and thunder, and at this time he felt a shock under his feet, and he was panicked, looking at the woman on Xiao Han's back screaming, as if urging her to hurry over.

The woman had lived in the mountains for a long time, and she didn't know what the fire and thunder were, she turned around and saw that Han Feng's face had changed drastically, and she hurriedly asked, "What is that?"

Han Feng said: "It's fire thunder! It's a weapon that can explode! Didn't you get rid of those people?"

The woman's face was full of doubts: "Can it explode?" However, there was no time for Han Feng to explain at this time, only to hear the thunder in the mountain col, which kept ringing, and I didn't know how many fire and thunder the other party had brought, the more Han Feng listened, the more chilled he felt. If these fire and thunder are used against himself and Meng Xianxian's team, I am afraid that all the people in the group will not be able to get out of the mountain.

Thinking of Meng Xianxian, he looked back at the mountains and forests in the distance, which was far away from the mountain col, and people were sleeping soundly at this time, even if they heard the sound of fire and thunder at night, most of them would only think that it was a thunderstorm on a summer night.

As long as they don't come out. Han Feng was secretly relieved, and looked at the woman again: "Take me quickly." Soon, your 8,000 horses may all be killed by the fire. ”

The woman looked at the handsome man in front of her with a panicked face, and heard him say that the wild horses were all going to be blown up, although they only met him in Pingshui, but at this moment she still felt that it was better to believe him. She nodded, glanced at Han Feng's mount, and saw that Yizhang Hei was already limping when she walked, so she said, "I'll lend you Jiuzhuo first." Let's talk about it, don't beat it. With that, she whistled and gestured to the red horse.

Han Feng was stunned and looked at the red horse who wanted to kill him at this time, and stood by his side honestly, and for his good to get on the horse, the horse also bent his legs slightly. Seeing that the woman had no temper at all, although Han Feng knew that it was inappropriate to think about these things at this time, he still secretly made up his mind: if he could bring this woman to Ye Si's horse farm to help, Ye Si would definitely get a treasure.

At this moment, the horse rope can be used as a horse rein, and Jiuzhuo's body is huge, and the black saddle is not suitable for it, Han Feng has no choice but to follow the woman's appearance and ride on the horse. After riding steadily, he touched Jiuzhuo's left rib with his hand, found the iron hook, and with a slight force, pulled out the hook and threw it aside.

Blood gushed out, and Han Feng had already taken out the gold sore medicine in his arms beforehand, and only applied two layers, and the bleeding stopped. And Jiuzhuo also felt that the man on his back was really good to himself, and snorted twice in a row, as if he was happy and thankful.

The two rode one after the other, and in an instant, they arrived at the col on the other side of Mawang Peak, and as soon as they arrived at the pass, Han Feng smelled the familiar smell of saltpeter sulfur. Looking further inside, I saw horse corpses everywhere, with stumps everywhere, and a few places were still burning with fire, scattering the smell of burning. What Han Feng noticed at a glance was that there was the largest corpse in the middle of a group of horse corpses, that horse was covered with golden hair, and only a few red stripes ran from the top of the forehead to the tail, like blood, it must be the "Bleeding Golden Dragon".

Looking at the Wild Horse King, who had no breath at all, Han Feng's heart suddenly emptied: no matter how powerful the Horse King was, he was so vulnerable to fire and thunder. I don't know who those people were, and how they could bear to throw the fire and thunder into the wild horses.

Seeing the corpse of the bloody golden dragon, Jiuzhuo and Xiao Han screamed, and the woman sitting on Xiao Han's back exclaimed in surprise, and then covered her mouth with both hands, and two lines of tears rolled down.

Obviously, she had never seen such a terrifying and cruel scene, and she couldn't imagine that the fire and thunder could make the Wild Horse King who was watching the world turn into a cold corpse in an instant. This hit her too hard, and it was really hard to accept for a while.

However, the dead horses are only a small number compared to the living, and there are even more herds of red horses in the cols. Without exception, these Chihua were frightened by the fire and thunder, and crowded into the mountain pass to escape, only the money peach blossom horse and the moon treading snow horse galloped left and right, trying to stabilize the order of the horses.

On each of the horses sat a man, also dressed in white, of the same material as the woman.

Han Feng was startled, and looked at the corpse of the Bleeding Golden Dragon again, only to see that there was also a corner of white clothes pressed under the corpse. It's just that the white clothes are full of horse blood, and I can't really identify them if I don't look closely.

The horse guard must have been killed by the fire and thunder.

Han Feng's heart sank, and he straightened up on Jiuzhuo's body and looked into the depths of the mountain pass.

The perpetrators must be found, and I hope they have not escaped by the force of fire and thunder.

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