Twenty-five Histories · Kuma Luotian

"—— Dali Duan?"

Feng Bo said casually: "The kid surnamed Duan saved the lives of his subordinates. He is so honest. He is actually a Prince of Dali. How could he get involved in the disputes of the Central Plains people? The guy surnamed Lu will not deliberately set up a situation. If he wants to Are you deceiving the young master?"

Deng Baichuan glared at his sworn brother, not allowing him to say more, and replied: "After checking by my subordinates, Chai Xijin took a job as a Guanglu doctor after entrusting himself to the Pan family, and has been living in Shandong. But last year, the young master went to Liao At the time of the state, Zhao Xu made a decree to demote his three sons to Chu." Bao Ditong said, "Interesting, interesting. King Qi became someone else's son, and he changed his name and surname, but gave it to his son. They named them Zhen Zhou, Yuan Zhou, Ming Zhou, Neng Zhou, Zun Zhou, and they never forgot the Zhou Dynasty of Chai Clan. It would be strange if Lord Song could accommodate his family."

Murong Fu nodded, his eyes slowly swept across the map of the Five Kingdoms, from Jianchang Mansion and Shanchan Mansion to Jingyun, looking all the way to the south of Dali, and said: "Lu Ke is not lying to me, I will speak at this time , then Pan Zhenzhou is no longer in Chudi."

Gongye was startled and said: "Leaving the place of exile without authorization, this person is either avoiding disaster, or wants...to raise troops! Young Master, where did he go?"

Murong Fu said: "Annan."

Gongye said: "Annan? Outside of the transformation of the southern barbarians, the whip of the Song Dynasty is difficult to reach, but it is a place to garrison troops. However, if the Pan family sends troops from here, unless there are large ships that can go around the sea, otherwise if they enter the Song Dynasty by land, the head The one that hit was..."

The four of them were startled at the same time, and they all yelled loudly: "... Dali!"

Murong Fu turned back with a flick of his sleeves, and said, "Dali Zhennan King, what's going on?"

Deng Baichuan briefly recounted the matter of Dali ministers delivering the letter, fearing that Bao Feng and the two would hear more about Duan Yu, and hurriedly said: "That Duan Zhengchunfeng's wandering son, but he used his son's marriage and worshiped his brother to contribute to the country. It's also funny. Does he want to rely on his in-laws to borrow troops from Xixia?"

When Murong Fu heard the words "Beloved Brother", his heart skipped a beat, as if he didn't hear it, he said: "Duan Er in Dali is ten times more romantic, but the name of Zhennan King did not come for nothing. Brother Deng, you are not in Beijing , I don’t know..." Signaling in his eyes, Gongye Gan replied: "Duan went to Tokyo to pay tribute last month, and the Lord of Song gave a banquet to Tongwenguan, conferred him the position of Doctor Yinqing Guanglu, and prosecuted him as Sikong."

Deng Baichuan was startled, and said: "Dali is a small country, and envoys are sent to pay tribute every year, but I have never heard of Song Lord rewarding it once. It happened to be this season... yes! Yes! Zhao Xu wants to defend the enemy from outside the gate , asked Dali to serve him, and made the first pass to Zhennanguan!"

Gongye said: "No wonder! When the war is together, with his Dali's power, Tubo will definitely take advantage of the situation, no wonder Duan Zhengchun is so impatient. Only by marrying this marriage, with the Xia people and the yellow bird behind, can he keep his border without borders. Worry, my lord, but Xixia's marriage proposal..."

Bao BuTong couldn't bear it any longer, blurted out: "No, no, wouldn't it be best for the son-in-law to become the son-in-law himself?"

Feng Bo said anxiously: "Exactly! My lord, now that we have a great opportunity in front of us, why are you still thinking about the strength of the Pan family? You became a son-in-law, and the Murong family raised the banner of righteousness in the Central Plains, and the Xixia reinforcements will be dispatched immediately. Is there still a big deal going on?" ?”

Bao BuTong nodded repeatedly, and said, "West Xia iron cavalry faced Song soldiers with one enemy, ten to one. It doesn't matter whether the princess is beautiful or ugly, as long as she is willing to marry me, Bao Lao San, she is an old sow. , Bao Laosan braced himself, this is also married."

Deng Baichuan couldn't help saying: "In the past when Chong'er lost his country, Duke Mu of Qin sent troops to accept him in Jin and became the hegemony. Qin and Jin are so good...my lord, think twice!"

When the three of them were talking, Murong Fu slightly parted his lips a few times before he was about to say the word "no", even with a few traces of impatience in his eyes, he forcibly suppressed it, and just listened quietly.It wasn't until Deng Baichuan said the last sentence that he said: "Tuoba Li, is that Mu Gong?"

The three of them choked.Murong Fu's tone was steady, and he said calmly: "Since Jingyou, I, the Murong family, have joined forces with Xia Zongfan three times, and my grandfather and aunt died successively. What is the result? With the current Lord Xia and his heir apparent, we can seek favor with him. It's not Qin Mu, it's King Zhaoxiang!" At this point, although he was very self-controlled, he still let out a sneer and said, "Princess Yinchuan is Li Liangzuo's youngest daughter, and it's true that he loves her. Heavy, I want to find a support for my beloved daughter, why don't you choose a close minister, but want to make a big splash and know the world? Concubine, huh, this Xixia concubine..."

Deng Baichuan is older, and has followed the Murong family the longest, but every time he talks to this young master, he is always like a mountain away, and he doesn't understand what he is thinking and what he wants.At this time, it was clear that he had no intention of competing for the selection of a son-in-law, and he was so anxious that he could only say: "Yes, you should be thinking about it. But how can the king of Li Liangzuo make jokes, my lord, the opportunity must not be missed..."

Bao DiTong said: "Yes, yes. My lord, this son-in-law is upright. If you want to achieve great things, you always need to be like this. This is the right way. I think back when the lord was around, even though he used some rhetorical tricks, he told us From now on, we still need to recruit troops and buy horses to complete this majestic formation, to be upright..."

Before the word "Master" came out, there was a sharp sound, Murong Fu jumped up and shouted: "...Shut up!"

When ordinary people get angry, they always frown, change color and even shout, but Murong Fu's shout has no sign at all.One moment he was calm as water, and the next moment he suddenly raised his eyebrows and stood upright. Not only did he lose his usual Xun Xun's elegance, but in 28 years, he had never lost his temper like this once.The four retainers immediately stood up together, and no one dared to make another sound.

Gongyegan's heart was even more shaken than the three brothers.Just now he was standing opposite Murong Fu, he could see clearly, his young master's eyes were staring intently, but there was not only anger hidden in his eyes.

That is clearly murderous!

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Murong Fu raised his head to the sky and sighed.The bright moon in the sky was not yet full, and it was still a little bit short of fullness, but the clear light poured down, as clear as water, sprinkled all over his body and face, he wondered when he had looked up like this before.

This place is under the jurisdiction of Yanzhou, not far from Lingzhou City.However, in the wilderness of the Gobi in the Xixia land, the population will be sparse once you leave the city. He and his party only found a shepherd's tent for the night.The plains are vast and endless, and the sound of wind blowing dry grass is endless.Only the dark line where the sky and the earth meet, the moonlight is shining, and the shadows of the crenelated crenels are faintly discernible, which is the remaining ancient Great Wall here.

With the night wind blowing against his face, Murong Fu felt that he had gone too far in his thinking, so he waited to pay the bill.However, after such a pause, the sound of the wind blew suddenly, and there was a sound of clashing weapons.

The figures outside the tent over there shook violently, cold light shot out, surrounded by the sound of shouting, shouting and ping-pong, everyone in Yanziwu was already in a ball.Several people on the other side were silent and beat hard blindly.Occasionally there was a clash of swords and swords, and a curse burst out of the sparks, speaking in Tubo Tibetan.

Murong Fu entered Xixia, on the way he saw people from all walks of life going to Lingzhou, eight times out of ten they were fighting with a group of Tubo warriors.Every time, all the Tubo warriors shouted, or said: "Princess Yinchuan's son-in-law, who dares to fight with my prince?" or said: "Truth, truth! Prince Zongzan's words are truth." He wished he could tell the world, hang his family prince's name on the palace city of Xingqing Mansion, it would never be as silent as tonight.And although most of those seeking marriage were beaten to the point of bleeding, they turned around and ran away, but none of the Tubo warriors they saw had the skills of this group of people.A flash of lightning flashed in his heart, and he thought to himself: "Could it be...?" For a quiet person like him, his expression changed in an instant!

Wang Yuyan exclaimed in surprise: "Cousin?" She knew she was going to the consort's meeting in Xixia all the way, but Murong Fu never mentioned the word "consort", so the girl refused to believe it.Surprised together, how can I still remember being angry, and cried out without a sound.Before the sound fell, Murong Fu stepped up, stretched out his hand to hold her arm and pushed her, flung her whole body into the tent, and sternly shouted: "Don't come out!" Then he turned around in a rustling manner, with his back facing her. Leaning on the tent door, he said politely, "King Ming is here, and Wei Keyuan welcomes you, so I'm neglecting you."

A graceful and composed voice interjected: "Mr. Murong, you are indeed extraordinary."

The voice said that the word "Murong" is still several miles away, the word "Fan" fell, and the monk's robe fluttered, standing in front of him.From beginning to end, it was as if they were talking to each other.But seeing the solemn appearance of the treasure, with a smile in his eyes, it is Jiumozhi, the Tubo national teacher.

The four people in Yanziwu shouted one after another during the fierce battle, saying: "Young master!" "Young master, be careful!" Murong Fu didn't hear any of it, and didn't even look at it, he just said: "Shaoshi Mountain has a close relationship with King Ming, and I don't want to be with Lord Xia. The choice of son-in-law, the love of children, I can see it in the process, fortunately."

Jiumozhi smiled and said: "It's really a pity that Mr. Lingzun was not sent to my Buddhist school. But if Murong has a son like this, the poor monk will be very happy when he finds out."

The two sneered at each other and stabbed these few sentences, Murong Fu knew that the other party must know about the restoration of the country.At this time, the gentle and smiling words are more dangerous than those under the palm of Tuwu Lahe and Xiao Yuanshan, and they can only take one step at a time, but they speak very slowly, "It's a slip of the tongue. I want to come to your country What Prince Zongzan and the national teacher are looking for is not a thread of love from the princess, is it, or is it not?"

Jiumozhi said: "That's right. It doesn't matter whether those people with oily hair and noodles can enter Deling Province. But smart people like Mr. Murong absolutely can't."

The Northwest Gobi is cold in autumn, and at night, there is no shelter, and when the wind blows, it is even colder.Murong Fu's palms were sweating gradually, but he didn't feel the cold, in fact his hands were a bit colder than the wind.But the voice became colder and calmer, and said: "The patients in Tubo have never been Xixia. Li Liangzuo has been attacking Tibet since he became the throne, and his military power is invincible, so he can only show his weakness and make him credulous. Your prince Telling his subordinates to pretend to be crazy and act stupid everywhere, and Xixia Yipintang let him go... Ha! It's a pity, it's a pity. Li Liangzuo's illness was actually fooled by such fake tricks." After a pause, he said slowly: "However... If you just want to win the trust of Lord Xia, the son of Dali Zhennan King is now ignoring me, but he is looking for me. That's right, Li Liangzuo has never received envoys because of his illness. But he loves his daughter and is engaged. If it is necessary to attend, then the national teacher will come..."

Murong Fu suddenly raised his head to look directly at him, and said solemnly: "You all want to stab him!"

Jiumozhi laughed loudly, and said: "The poor monk Daoist is very smart, it is not a lie. There is a saying in the Central Plains, it is called Huiji will hurt—"

The sleeves of the robe were raised suddenly, the flaming saber sizzled and slashed towards Murong Fu!

When Murong Fu spoke, his thoughts were like lightning, he already thought that since Tubo knew his plan, he would treat him as a political enemy, and he would never allow Lingzhou's scheme to pose any threat, so it would be useless for him to make false claims.So the long talk is all about delaying time.While talking, he stared at Jiumozhi closely from the corner of his eyes, and watched the moment when the other party's sleeve corners just raised, Murong Fu raised his palms quickly, and the power of star shifting reversed immediately.

Before Jiumozhi made a move, he had already calculated the origin of various countermoves, but he didn't expect that Murong Fu would not fight with only one touch of strength from the two sides, but instead used his strength to shift his palm slightly. However, at the same time, he flew up and rushed outwards in the direction pushed by the palm wind of the flame knife.With this jump, he flew more than ten feet away in an instant, and once he landed on the ground, he didn't stop, and then he ran with his feet!

Jiumozhi was startled, snorted coldly, and raised his voice: "Mr. Murong, you loyal subordinates, are you going to ignore them?" He started to chase after saying that.It is expected that Murong Fu is in a hurry to run for his life, he forgot that this place is the wilderness, there is no place to hide, and the long distance run is entirely dependent on internal strength, how long will he last?But it's just a struggle.

However Murong Fu was far ahead at the start, even though Jiumozhi's internal energy is high, he couldn't catch up with him for a while, so doubts suddenly arose in his heart.But seeing Murong Fu's figure heading straight to the north, he doesn't seem to be running for his life in a panic, but he seems to know the way and has a plan in mind.He thought to himself: "Where is this boy going to escape?" Without stopping, the two of them ran for more than ten miles, one behind the other, Jiumozhi suddenly saw a black shadow standing on the plain in front of him, appearing A fence.

Xixia Hetao produced good horses, and the Song army lost this area of ​​the horse farm, and the cavalry could never resist it.Therefore, since the Xia Dynasty, horse administration has been attached great importance to.Every state and garrison area has herdsmen, and the horses are handed over to the shepherds to raise them to four teeth, and they are castrated in batches to be used as army horses.Yanzhou is a land for raising horses, and there are many horse farms. This fence is one.When Murong Fu sneaked into Xixia, he paid attention to the military and political affairs, knowing that this place is not far away, so he used all his strength when he set out.He could only hear the shrill whistling of the northwestern wind on his side, slices of ice blades sliced ​​through his muscles, and he couldn't care.But Jiumozhi's palm is extremely powerful, even though he moved more than half of it, his viscera were still shaken, while running so fast, he felt a sharp pain in his chest not long after.But as soon as he saw the fence in front of him, he took a deep breath, and his figure exploded, making him three points faster.In an instant, people were swept away like a gust of wind, soaring straight into the arena, a clear and sharp sound swept through the air, it was already a shrill and long howl!

The sound of the wind, the sound of howling, the horses in the field were frightened, they kicked and neighed.The guards were dizzy and their ears were ringing from the shock. They couldn't stand upright, fell down, and some couldn't help but rolled over with their heads in their arms.Murong Fu didn't stop, while howling, he pulled out all the pine oil torches that were lit by the side of the field, and threw them on the haystack with a whistling sound.There are no less than ten stacks of hay stockpiled here for the winter, built like a small hill, and when sparks touch the ground, flames rise instantly and burn into a sea of ​​flames.

The horses were afraid of the fire, they panicked and neighed loudly, and the horseshoes stomped the ground dust into the sky.Not to mention a few guards, ten times as many troops can't stop here.Where Murong Fu's palm hit the wind, the gate of the fence was opened wide, and the frightened horses rushed out like a tumbling and roaring river!

This series of accidents actually happened in an instant.When Jiumo Zhi arrived outside the fence, he saw a group of horses galloping wildly, Murong Fu landed lightly on a horse's back, startled and angry, he cursed: "You dare to play with the Buddha!" ​​In a hurry, he also jumped on the horse Go, chasing Murong in front of him and then clapping again.

There were no fewer than six hundred horses in this group, and thousands of horseshoes shook the ground together, shaking the ground.And the two people among the rolling horses are like two small canoes in the stormy sea.For a while, it fell down the deep valley, and for a while it went straight to the sky, which is extremely terrifying.At that time, the distance between the two was only a few zhang, if they were on flat ground, Jiumozhi would be within reach, but although his kungfu skills are high, his riding skills are poor, and these horses are barebacked, so when they gallop wildly, they sit on their bare backs. It is very difficult to keep the body shape, not to mention throwing palms from the body. With all the strength, the horses will jump and scream, and their hind hooves will slam, they just want to throw him off their backs.Several times of palm strikes in succession, none of them were accurate, Murong Fu used the strength of galloping horse to melt away one by one.

Jiumozhi became more and more angry, he knew that these frightened horses would not be able to stop until they were exhausted, at that time they were already hundreds of miles away, even if Murong Fu was killed, Yanziwu's subordinates would have already fled, if he wanted to kill Murong Fu again, he was determined can't.He has always relied on his martial arts strategy, but today he was plotted face to face, he must kill Murong Fu and cannot be reconciled.Under the rage, he calmed down instead, just trying to figure out the dynamics of the horse running.

Murong Fu was also afraid that the frightened horses would stray into the swamp, so as soon as he left the paddock, he left a torch in his hand, reflecting the direction of the horses.After running for a while, I suddenly saw a white spot in front of me, but it was the tents and corrals of seven or eight herdsmen.These military horses are all good horses, they run so fast that even the world's first-class Qinggong can't catch up with them.When you see it clearly, the two strokes are so close to each other, at most it only takes a moment for the galloping horse to move forward.When all the herdsmen saw it, they all cried out.There were also some passers-by who were staying in the tent, and they all rushed out of the tent at this time, only heard the vague sound of shouting "It's too late", pulled the herdsmen past, got on their horses and left.

Dou heard Jiumozhi sneer and said: "Mr. Murong, you are really young! For the sake of your father, the poor monk only gave three palms, which is a little bit of incense from my old friend. One!"

As soon as Murong Fu heard his steady voice, he knew something was wrong.Jiumo Zhi is really a very smart person, in this short time, he has already learned the way to strike a palm on a horse.At this time, everything is too late, so I can only throw down the torch, put my palms together, and fight hard.At the same time, he kicked his legs continuously, causing him to dismount and make a sharp turn.Three forces collided in the air, the horse neighed long and hard, and its body weighing hundreds of kilograms slammed out obliquely, almost bringing down several horses around it.Murong Fu took advantage of the situation and slanted, landed on the other side of the horse's back, before sitting still, Jiumozhi shouted: "Two!" Then he slashed straight with his palm again.

If Murong Fu was riding the white horse, he might be able to give it a go, but this time he didn't dare to borrow the power of his mount, he could only gallop wildly, using his split palm to catch it hard.With a loud bang, Murong Fu's body swayed, dripping with cold sweat, half of the blood was gone from his face.

There was a smile in Jiumozhi's eyes, he knew that his palm either vomited blood on the spot, or fell to the ground, causing these thousands of horseshoes to trample into a pulp.He slowly raised his hand like a cat playing with a mouse, but he heard the sound of horseshoes behind him. He didn't realize that there were horses running in front of him and behind him, but the sound of hooves was surprisingly fast. A majestic voice shouted:

"……three!"

Wherever the horse farm is located, most of the surrounding residents are horse herders, and the tents are not far away.Duan Yu Xuzhu and the others are a lot of people, so they walk slowly, and they are only ten li away for the night.The galloping horses reverberate, everyone can hear it clearly, only Xiao Feng has lived in Liao for a long time, he knows about nomadic things, he heard the hoofbeats are unusual, he got on his horse and came to have a look.The land of the plains is within sight, and I can see the two people in the horse herd from a distance.Before he could think for a moment, with a long howl, Wu Xiao suddenly jumped up and chased after him!

Thanks to his black horse, it would be difficult for anyone else to catch up with this group of frightened army horses.It's just that Xiao Feng has an upright temper, so he gave a drink first.Hearing the sound, Jiumozhi turned sharply, both palms moved the flaming saber force at the same time, there was a loud "clang", like cracking a metal stone, but he felt the opponent's palm force coming directly, there was no change in the slightest.Just like this, he could do nothing unless he subdued the dragon, so he knew who was coming, and thought: "This Khitan barbarian is really amazing, but unfortunately, it won't last long!"

Jiumozhi could see clearly that Xiao Feng's slap was really just a slap, he was on a horse, and there was absolutely no possibility of him leaping back and forth, he had already put all the flaming saber power on his chest, waiting for him to come back again. Decline and exhaust.Sure enough, the power of one palm can't last long, Jiumozhi stood up with both palms, the flame saber was split into two, and he was about to strike.However, in an instant, the palm wind screamed like a dragon's chant, and another burst of force came rushing in, the fierceness was the same as before.Jiumozhi was slightly startled, he made a block with his left palm, and then raised his right palm again, before he could split into a joint attack, the third palm force came suddenly.Jiumozhi clasped his palms together, amidst the turbulent airflow, the fourth and fifth attacks struck successively.

This is the form of "Time Riding Six Dragons".Riders come out alternately.In this palm, there are six forces coming out one after the other, just like one person has six parts, one up and the other down, how can it be done?But it is not difficult to divide one into six, but it is extremely difficult to make the yang of the six lines run through one, and the six palms be as one without fading or extinguishing.Few masters of the Beggar Clan in the past have mastered this state, just like Xiao Feng's teacher Wang Jiantong, who can only achieve four dragons.Jiumozhi used to fight with one against six in Tianlong Temple in Dali, but now with one palm, he has six Xiao Fengs, which is far inferior to the strength of the six monks in Tianlong Temple.But listening to the howling of the palm wind, driving Xihe up and shooting Fusang down, it is really like six dragons piercing the sky, flying clouds to spread rain, running thunder and controlling electricity, and exhausting wind and piercing the sky!Keng Keng Keng Keng Keng six screams, dozens of horses screamed in unison, the grass blades splashed, and the horseshoes dug out trenches in the ground.

Jiumozhi has thoroughly studied martial arts from all over the world, and his movements are far better than Xiao Feng's.If you fight normally, you won't end here.Being born on the back of this galloping and rolling horse, the myriad changes are useless, and there is only one way to go.After receiving it with a palm, his complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly felt a faint pain in his dantian.

That day when he had a fight with Xu Zhu in Shaolin, he felt that his dantian was burning like fire, his inner breath didn't obey his commands, he was shocked to find a place to adjust his breath, he didn't see the matter of Xiao Murong's family, nor did he listen to it. As the old monk who swept the floor said, "Shaolin 72's unique skills, which are swayed by hostility, and those who practice Yi Jin Jing again, put the cart before the horse, and the catastrophe is just around the corner." But it is true that the inner breath is becoming more and more difficult to control day by day.The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are the most masculine and violent force in the world. At this moment, the dantian is shaken and immediately churned!He is clear in his heart, he knows that there will be a misfortune, even if it doesn't, if Xiao Feng and Murong Fu join hands, he will also be in no luck.This person made a very quick decision, when he sensed something was wrong, he made a feint and immediately fell backwards.

Xiao Feng clapped palms with him, applauded himself, said to himself: "What a monk!" He didn't want the other party to jump out suddenly, the horse galloped so fast, two strokes interlaced, in the blink of an eye he was tens of zhang away.He only heard Jiumozhi's voice coming from afar and said: "North Qiaofeng, South Murong. The poor monk wrote down what happened today!"

Xiao Feng's heart was shaken, he looked up, Murong Fu was also looking at him, his eyes met, they were all shocked.There were hundreds of galloping horses between them, as if they were separated by a tumbling silver river, unreachable.For a moment, my heart was full of confusion.Suddenly, he heard many screams and shouts, which rang out in front of him.

When Xiao Feng turned his head sharply, he saw the horses running non-stop, the camp ahead was five or six miles away, there was no more time left.Although the herdsmen fled just now, they couldn't take their livestock away.You must know that cattle and sheep are the property of the shepherd, not to mention that if the foals raised by the shepherds are damaged, it is a capital offense.Some people couldn't bear it and rushed to lead the horses, some led several horses out, some were still in the corral, and some were running back to the tent.Hearing the sound of hooves imminently, he raised his arms high and shouted loudly, clearly standing on the ground at this moment, but he could only open his eyes to see the imminent disaster in the next moment.Men, women, old and young, with sweat running down their faces, they are all pale.

The shepherd usually drove the horses, he had to have a horse pole and a leather whip in his hand, shouting and whipping.But don't say that the frightened horses can't be driven away, if they want to be driven away, Xiao Feng's hands are empty at this moment, no matter how fast he is, he still has no time to find anything.In a blink of an eye, Murong Fu followed his gaze and immediately realized that the torch he had just thrown was stuck in the ground far away, and he didn't have time to think about it. He pushed the horse's back, and there were several ups and downs in succession. From the end of the herd of horses, he flew out slantingly, and before he landed, he slanted with one arm and grabbed the torch.At the same time, when the body sank, the toes touched the ground, and the strength suddenly turned from vertical to horizontal, turned over and jumped back on the horse.This up and down is too fast, before the frightened horses noticed, Murong Fu raised his arm and threw the torch straight towards Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng stretched out his arm and took it, he immediately understood what he meant.The light of the fire fluttered, the two of them only had time to look at each other in the blink of an eye, Xiao Feng slammed the reins, sat down and jumped up and down, like a tornado on the ground, speeding forward quickly.In an instant, he overtook hundreds of horses and grabbed the head of the horse group.Amidst the howling sound, the Wuzi didn't need to control the reins, and before it turned sharply across the group of horses, Xiao Feng waved his arm, and with a whoosh, the torch turned into a dazzling rainbow, and suddenly crossed in front of the group of horses. fly over.

Horses are sensitive to fire by nature. When they saw the flames while running wildly, they were instinctively startled, and the dozens of horses on their heads trampled wildly, and then they slowed down a bit.What Xiao Feng struggled with was this momentary hesitation, with a kick, the Wuzhui horse immediately knew what its master wanted, followed the front hooves to stand up, kicked in the air, and neighed loudly.

The sound of the wind whistled, and the neighing sound of the horse was carried by the wind, straight up into the air.The group of horses neighed one after another, because of their gregarious nature, they had already recognized this Wuzi as their leader.Xiao Feng didn't stop for a moment, he galloped towards the side of the camp with his horse.The horses in front of them neighed again and again, and immediately followed.One to ten, ten to a hundred, more than six hundred horses rolled and rolled, and they all turned around.At this time, the distance was so close that the outermost tents of the camp were trampled to pieces by the horses.However, the lives of the large and small livestock and the group of shepherds were preserved abruptly.

All the shepherds stared, their arms still raised in the air, and they all froze there.For a long time, a few old women cried out first, and bowed down to Xiao Feng's back one by one, murmuring blessings incessantly.Some of the passers-by were familiar with the Dangxiang language, they could hear their words, and most of them thought it was a god who came to rescue them.

Xiao Feng also did not hear these words.The herd of horses were not overwhelmed by shock, they couldn't stop for a moment, he rode and led them gradually farther and farther, several miles away.When I looked back again, I saw the black shadows of horses, and a light from a fire fell to the ground in the distance, still not extinguished, reflecting the vastness and starry sky, but Murong Fu's shadow can no longer be seen.