Xin'er stepped into the mansion, rushed to a place, and shouted softly in the rear, "Sir, wait for me." “

Feng Ming stopped, and he could be regarded as waiting for her.

There are more species in this garden that he doesn't know, and Nethersnow likes to enjoy flowers and ride horses around.

He also likes flowers, but he doesn't know much about them, and only knows how to look at them when necessary.

Some people will laugh, what else can be learned in this flower appreciation? Of course, when you think about the task, stepping on a horse and watching the flowers will naturally arouse the suspicion of others, so Feng Ming knows a little bit about everything.

Xin'er followed, silently standing behind the wind roaring, and the dark snow shook the bamboo fan behind her, strolling and watching the garden, and followed.

"Brother Netherworld is really devoted to flowers. Feng Ming looked back and said calmly.

"Haha. He shook the bamboo fan, strode up, and said, "It's my rudeness, how can Mr. Fengming enjoy the flowers here?" “

Feng Ming came here just to choose two good horses, and his friend lived in a remote place, and it would take three days to walk if he walked.

If the speed is enough, it will take most of the day. This picking a horse is also a science, but it's a pity that he doesn't understand it.

There were many winding paths along the way to the place he was going, and there was no obstruction on the narrow cliff side, and white clouds fluttered on the mountainside, and if he fell, he didn't know if he would be able to fall safely.

All of this naturally had to be counted on this horse, but fortunately, Nethersnow was one of the better of his few friends.

"Mr. Fengming, please, I have set up a table at the racecourse, and I ask Mr. to bend down and drink two glasses of water and wine with me. Nether Snow walked in front of him, and this was the most basic form of hospitality.

This is also another interesting, and it just so happened that Feng Ming heard the meaning.

Instead of putting water and wine in the main hall, the horse farm thinks that there is a new breed of horses, which can make the Netherworld Snow like this, and only the dark clouds will step on the snow.

Feng Ming followed closely and said softly, "I have long heard that the dark clouds travel thousands of miles a day in the snow, and they are the trump cards on the battlefield, and the number is extremely rare, I never thought that the Netherworld Brother already has such a good horse." “

The racecourse is some distance from the garden, otherwise it would make him angry if he heard a murmur while enjoying the flowers.

Listening to Feng Ming's words, he sighed. "Sir, this is really a joke. “

Feng Ming was silent, but there was something to make fun of what he said, but the words had already been spoken, how could he take them back?

The mansion of the Netherworld Snow is known for stepping on the snow, and it can be seen that he is trying his best to find its traces, and the last thing he said before [I never thought that the Netherworld Brother already had such a good horse] has never used it, this is the biggest mistake, like making fun of it.

After walking for about ten minutes, the scene in front of me was gradually changing, and the ground was vibrating slightly, so you can imagine how many horses there are in it.

Like the Minsheng Inn, Treading Snow is also quite famous in the rivers and lakes.

Compared to running, the horses in it can last for dozens of miles without rest, and they are also good horses.

With the wind roaring, the Stygian Snow walked to a small pavilion and sat down.

Feng Ming also sat down, not because he didn't know how to be polite, which was why he could talk to Nethersnow at the wine table.

Feng Ming picked up a glass of water and drank it down.

He turned his head to look at Xin'er, who had been standing next to him and had never spoken.

As she said, she could stay and help her husband with some chores, and she didn't want to disturb the good interest of her husband and Nether Snow.

"Sit down, too. Feng Ming got up directly and helped her to the seat, if she told her in words, Xin'er would definitely be polite, he didn't like to talk.

Feng Ming sat down, and Nether Snow asked softly, "This girl is a friend of Mr. Feng Ming?"

"Yes. “

Xin'er looked at him with a little surprise, she was a friend of Mr.?

"Huh. Xin'er poured a cup of tea, successively signaled to the Netherworld, and said respectfully, "I don't know how to drink, and I don't want to disturb the gentleman's elegance, so I will replace the wine with tea first, and toast the young master of the Netherworld." “

Nether Snow is the master, so the toast should be said to him first. Mr. may be her friend.

She picked up the teacup, covered her face with her long sleeves, and drank the tea.

"Good girl!" Stygian Snow laughed, poured a slow glass of wine, and drank it all!

The same is true of the wind and the song, and it is drunk in one gulp.

Xin'er wiped her lips gently, sniffed, looked at Feng Ming and said, "This wine is drunk Wenxuan?"

Feng Ming looked at her, remembering the smell she had memorized when she was at the Compassion Inn, and the woman could still remember the aroma of the wine in that situation.

"You don't know how to drink, but you can smell this wine is drunk Wenxuan, which makes me curious. Nether Snow looked at Xin'er, and asked for advice.

A blush appeared on her face, and she whispered, "I just remembered this smell once in a while." “

Feng Ming got up and looked at the horse farm in the distance, he had drunk two glasses of Drunken Wenxuan and needed to rest. Netherworld Snow drank another cup, shook the bamboo fan and stood next to Feng Ming, this was already the third cup he had drunk, and he drank three cups of Drunken Wenxuan. That's enough for Feng Ming to make a friend with him.

"Brother Nether, let's show the demeanor of the dark clouds and snow. Feng Ming spoke, he never drank more than two drinks here, and any more would have sighed. Except at the Minsheng Inn, he never sighed.

"Alas, Mr. Feng Ming has only drunk two cups again, can you be happy for my dark clouds and snow, let's drink two cups. “

This actually contains his worries, every time Feng Ming comes here to drink, there will inevitably be a story about him in the rivers and lakes afterwards.

The price of this is the possibility of losing one's life at any moment.

"No, two glasses are enough. The wind roared, and in the distance a horse galloped out, and then came to the top, leaving the horses far behind.

It is the dark clouds that tread the snow, and its whole body is black, but its hooves are as white as new snow. Running straight like a dark cloud stepping on snow.

It galloped across the racecourse, with fences standing in front of it.

"Shhh

It let out a long scream, and the whole thing began to accelerate, and when it reached the fence, it leaped forward and passed through it with ease.

Its perfect posture is vividly displayed in the air.

"He is worthy of being the king of horses. Feng Ming spoke, this horse is really good.

Netherworld Snow also looked at it intently, and said with a smile, "If Mr. Fengming likes it, I will ride it this time, I am here looking forward to your safe return, and then this dark cloud will be sent to Mr. “

In the distance, Xin'er stood up and silently walked to Feng Ming's side, she was rude just now, the master and the husband were not at the wine table, she ate it, she really didn't eat anything in the past two days, and she was hungry.