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Wanrou cried in Han Feng's arms all night, and didn't fall asleep until it was nearly dawn.

By the light of the early light outside the window, Han Feng looked at her sleeping seriously for the first time.

When he first saw her, he always thought that she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, just a little girl, but after that night, he naturally couldn't see her as a little girl anymore, but now looking at her quiet and sweet sleeping face, he felt that she was really just a little girl again.

She is a little girl who has suffered a lot and lives in fear day and night.

If he hadn't agreed to Ruan Fatzi at that time, if he hadn't chosen her to accompany him, if he hadn't successfully joined the Jiangxing Gang...... Perhaps her brother would not have died in the fire.

The mastermind is not himself, but he must have taken the position of an accomplice.

In that case, let's slowly compensate her.

And compared to Wanrou, at this time, he should be more guarded against the rest of the house. These people may not all be sent by Jiang Xing's gang to spy on him, but there must be, there must be, and there is more than one.

The present danger is more of a "danger" than the danger that has already left.

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Back at the racecourse, the weather was fine.

Han Feng came very early, and the grass in the horse farm had just been sprinkled with water, and almost every grass leaf and grass bud was pressed with crystal and shiny water droplets, which were illuminated by the sunlight obliquely, giving birth to colorful light.

He rode Jiuzhuo and remained at home to recuperate from his injuries.

Jiu Zhuo went to the horse farm for the first time, but looking at the overwhelming grass all over the mountains, and then at the thousands of red horses under the grassy slope, his two nostrils opened slightly, and he took a breath.

Then, it shook twice.

With the trembling, the red hair on its body rose and fell like waves, and the light streaks spread from the top of its head to the top of its legs and tails one after another. Han Feng had been with it for a while, and he had already had a heart-to-heart understanding, so he naturally understood what it meant.

Jiuzhuo is saying three words: it's okay.

Although it is not as good as Mawangfeng, taking a walk in this place is better than nothing for it.

So, it began to walk slowly in this strange land, and began to look at its "people" in the future.

Jiuzhuo walked faster and faster.

In the eyes of the horses in the racecourse, at first, in the pasture just after entering the door, Jiuzhuo was just an inconspicuous red dot, and it was downwind, and the smell on its body could not be transmitted, so the horses did not perceive any difference between today's racecourse and normal days.

But when Jiuzhuo started running, everything changed.

It stepped on it like a drum, it stepped on it again like thunder, and it stepped on it three times, like a landslide in Dingkun!

Han Feng sat firmly on Jiuzhuo's back at this time, smiling, and greeted the four thousand new Chihua horses opposite.

The three thousand well-trained Chihua horses in the horse farm had been pulled away by the King of Yue, and they had already been assigned to the army at this time. Today, among the 4,000 Chihua horses, 1,000 are the horses left by the horse farm, and 3,000 are newly bought wild horses from Luzhou.

These horses are mixed together, and in just one month they have been trained to know when to move and when to be still, but in terms of mental courage, they are still far from real military horses.

Therefore, when the horse trainers saw a red light running in the distance, they panicked.

They had been dealing with horses for a long time, and although the red light was so fast that they couldn't see what it looked like, it proved all the more that horses were rare. And because of this, they were more and more afraid of the horse's coming.

Han Feng and Jiuzhuo were still a hundred feet away from the horses, and a horse trainer had already greeted him with his trembling mount, shouting loudly: "Don't come here!

But Han Feng just smiled, still letting Jiuzhuo do what he wanted to do. He was sure that even if Jiuzhuo was in front of the horses, he would not disturb the horses.

Baizhang seemed far away, but for Jiuzhuo, it was only a distance of dozens of steps. Its burly and muscular body flashed past the trainer, whose mount went limp and the whole horse knelt down.

Jiuzhuo didn't look back, but sped up, and in the next moment, it was in front of the horses.

Nothing can stop it.

The horse, which had run so well, finally stopped, and then it neighed at the top of the sky.

The horsemen were panicking, but by this time, they were all prepared for the worst.

But sure enough, none of the horses turned into startled horses, and these four thousand red horses all knelt on the ground with their hooves and saluted the fiery horse king in front of them.

"Oh my God—"

All the horsemen were stunned by the scene before them, and they watched the dream-like scene in a daze, and a thousand words came to their lips, and finally only these two words came to their mouths.

Han Feng was also shocked on Jiuzhuo's back. His right hand held the reins, and his left hand was originally in front of the saddle, but now it was on Jiuzhuo's body. Through the soft and supple fur, he could feel Jiuzhuo's heart beating vigorously "plopping" and "plopping".

For some reason, he always felt that Jiuzhuo had just arrived, in addition to giving these Chihua in front of him a "dismount", but also to show off something to himself.

If it really had that intention, then it had succeeded.

Because of the feeling of being bowed down by four thousand red horses on his knees, Han Feng really had nothing to say and was speechless.

And at this time, he suddenly had a very bold idea in his heart: When will he really succeed in the rebellion, accept the worship of hundreds of officials, and accept the worship of the people, what will it look like?

"I always felt like you wouldn't be able to beat this stupid horse. Not surprisingly, Bai Tong really didn't let go of every opportunity to hurt him and hit him.

But Han Feng didn't have the heart to worry about Bai Tong at this time, because he saw the Zhu Zixuan Beast and Ye Si.

When Ye Si took him into the city yesterday, he also rode the Zhu Zixuan Beast with him, and although Jiuzhuo was the king of horses and the king of kings at that time, he did not show his real coercion.

Therefore, as a vermilion purple beast on a par with ordinary horse kings, it only shook its red and purple head and showed a little curiosity and pettiness to Jiuzhuo, but it took Ye Si into the city all the way steadily. Therefore, when it saw Jiuzhuo again today, it was stunned for a moment, and then stood still and refused to move.

Ye Si is an expert in knowing horses, and he has already sensed what the problem is. He gently pulled the reins of the horse in the hope of giving the Vermilion Purple Beast some courage, but at this time he realized that the Vermilion Purple Beast was not simply standing still, it was resisting something with all its strength.

A generation of horse kings naturally has its pride. And the Vermilion Purple Beast also has something it has to insist on.

Jiu Zhuo recognized the "little guy" who walked side by side with him yesterday, and he remembered that the thing on the little guy's back was the "fourth brother" who carried this thing on his back.

It slowly withdrew its coercion.

It's not easy for everyone, so let's save some face.

The Vermilion Purple Beast was relieved, and then sweated like rain. The four thousand Chihua got up one after another, and returned to their previous appearance. It's just that in their eyes, there is a fiery red figure without a trace of impurities than before, and they only have two thoughts about that figure: fear and obedience.

This was a great help to Han Feng's horse taming in the future.

However, what Han Feng didn't know, or what he vaguely guessed but didn't dare to believe, was that among the twenty horse trainers behind him, one of them was silently watching him through the thick wind-shielding cloth on his face.

After removing the shelter cloth and removing the clothes of this horse trainer, this person has another name: Zhan Zheng.

The second son of King Yue, Zhan Zheng.

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One hates the hot and cold world, and the other hates people.

The third hates the dirty country, and the fourth hates the people leaving.

Five hated fools and short-sightedness, and six hated gentlemen.

Seven hate traitors in power, and eight hate the hustle and bustle.

The man has eight hatreds, he would rather be a tyrant, he will not compromise in the face of all difficulties, he will not break it, he would rather die............ Liu Zhang, tyrant of the Three Kingdoms