Jiu Zhuo roared at the herd of wild horses that had been in chaos, its whistling sound swept through the entire mountain col in the blink of an eye with the night wind, the mountain wind hunted, blowing its mane fluttering, at this moment, Han Feng almost forgot that he was sitting on a horse, but felt that he was riding on a giant dragon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the momentum of the king of kings was really different, and as soon as the whistling sounded over, the wild horses fell silent. The originally panicked Chihua stopped their restlessness, and instead quietly watched the Nine Burns at the mouth of the pass, waiting for it to continue to give orders.

Seeing this situation, Han Feng was even more determined to subdue the Wild Horse King. And as Chihua calmed down, the horses in the front row spread out to both sides, and he finally saw the more than two dozen big men who were squeezed together by the horses in the depths of the mountain pass.

There must have been more than fifty of them in all, but by this time more than two dozen had turned to powder, and their flesh was scattered all over the ground.

He had also seen such a bloody scene when he was in the sheep intestine pass, and suddenly it dawned: the fire and thunder were still unsafe, and these people used fire and thunder to blow up horses, but there was also a fire and thunder that exploded inside themselves. Because they were killed by the fire and thunder, the rest of the people did not dare to move easily. However, the horses had also been shocked by the previous fire and thunder, so the two sides were deadlocked, and no one dared to step forward.

Looking at the big man in front of him, Jiuzhuo's front hooves struck the ground twice, and his panting sound became much heavier. Han Feng stared over and saw that the big man had a scar on his face, and his whole face looked distorted and terrifying. He was carrying a hemp rope in his left hand, and a hook was tied to the end of the rope, which was the same hook that Fang had taken from Jiuzhuo's body himself.

It was he who hurt Jiuzhuo!

dared to hurt the king of horses, and after the injury, he did not lose any damage...... This man is not to be underestimated. Han Feng patted Jiuzhuo's shoulder and neck and whispered, "Take your time." He didn't know if the king of horses could understand his words, but he always felt that as a king of horses, he should understand human nature.

And Jiuzhuo really didn't disappoint him, after snorting again, it didn't move its hooves and looked at the twenty or so people in the col like a rock.

Han Feng took this opportunity to take out the cold iron sword from the shark skin sheath.

At this time, he had seen clearly, there were twenty-four people on the other side. Five of them were holding torches, seven were holding long knives, eight were holding iron hooks and horse ropes, and three others were each holding a black iron ball, which was the fire thunder!

After seeing the fire and thunder explode just now, the three people with the fire and thunder in their hands were obviously frightened. They held the hand of the fire thunder far away, and they just wanted to keep the fire thunder as far away from them as possible.

Han Feng had a number in his heart, looked sideways at the woman riding on Xiao Han's horse, and said in a low voice, "Is there a way to contact those two?"

The two people in his mouth naturally referred to the two men who rode on the Golden Peach Blossom Horse and the Moon Treading Snow Skull.

The woman nodded, and took out a small bamboo whistle from her arms: "Yes." What do you want to do?"

Although Han Feng also felt a little brazen when he made the request at this time, he smiled and began to speak: "I have a way to deal with them, but I can't help you in vain." ”

When the woman saw him smiling strangely, she thought that he had other intentions, and her face turned a little pale, and she said, "What do you want?"

Han Feng said: "It's still as I said before, after the matter in front of me is resolved, let me be alone with Jiuzhuo, as long as I surrender it, give me all the wild horses." ”

The woman stared at him expressionlessly, Han Feng only thought that she still wouldn't agree, but unexpectedly she smiled suddenly: "Let's talk about it after it's settled." ”

It's not a promise, but it's much better than a blank rejection.

When the woman laughed, there was a shallow pear vortex on the left and right corners of her mouth, which was delicate and moving, but it added a little warmth to her previous coldness like frost. Han Feng was slightly stunned, but then he remembered Mingxi. He always thought that after having Wanrou, he had forgotten the girl who met and parted in a hurry on Hongyuan, but at this moment he realized that the smile had already been deeply rooted in his bones and lingered.

His heart softened, and he no longer cared with the woman about whether she agreed or not, and only whispered: "You be careful of the iron balls in the hands of those people, that is the fire and thunder." Then he rode into the wild horses, and followed the path by which the horses parted to the twenty-four.

Those men were surrounded by thousands of horses, and there were fire and thunder in their hands, but it was difficult to break through. At a glance, the big man recognized that this horse was the king of horses who had just been injured by himself, and he became vigilant and said, "Who are you?"

Dahan's words had a thick Luzhou accent, Han Feng was even more sure that he was the local horse thief, the previous conjectures had been verified at this time, Han Feng secretly screamed a fluke: If these people did not encounter the wild horse herd first, but met the brigade led by himself and Meng Xianxian, the consequences would be really unimaginable. He glanced over one by one, and saw that except for the man in the cloak, the other twenty-three people were wearing the same style and color, and secretly thought that these people were horse thieves, but he did not know the identity of the person. He calmed down, he arched his hand calmly, and said in a loud voice: "Under Han Feng." ”

Obviously, the big man at the head had heard Han Feng's name. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up and down at the handsome young man opposite, making sure that this was the person he was looking for. He didn't speak, but the man in the cloak chuckled, pushed the big man away, and leaped out of the horse.

The big man hurriedly went to stop him, but unexpectedly, the other party stretched out his hand to block it, and he took the people and Mag aside.

At the same time, Han Feng only felt that Bai Tong "giggled" twice in his mind, but he wanted to ask it, but Bai Tong couldn't say anything.

Bai Tong's two screams made Han Feng's head a little dizzy, he shook his head and looked at the other party.

The man was still wearing a cloak and didn't show his face, but his mount made Han Feng's gaze stunned for a moment.

Snow hooves and snow tails, shining like black satin. The horse's head was large, its eyes were tilted upward, its neck was slightly shorter, and its four hooves were long—after Bai Tong's teachings these days, Han Feng could also see that the characteristics of this horse's body were very different from Chihua's.

This is a black horse from Jiangbei!

Not only the black horse, but this horse is also the top cirrus iron li among the black horses!

Thinking back to Bai Tong's laughter, Han Feng's heart suddenly tightened, and he secretly guessed the identity of the other party. At the same time, the man had also taken off the hood of his cloak, revealing his face that was as beautiful as autumn water.

"Xiao Yi, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

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