After hearing this, Hou Cang thought that her son and daughter had overcome their resistance to men. She was extremely happy and hugged her tightly: "That's great, Ling'er. As a father, you know how much I want to give her a good hug."

Seeing that her father was still talking to her in a sexy way, Wen Renling, who was secretly holding her breath, said, "Father, okay..."

Before he finished speaking, a man's scent rushed into his nose. He smelled human feathers and his internal organs immediately turned upside down, and he couldn't help but vomit.

After being vomited all over, Wenren let out a cry and quickly let go. When she saw her daughter again, she felt as if she had been poisoned. Her face was purple and blue, and her facial features were distorted.

Wen Renling raised her hand while vomiting: "Stay away from me..."

After hearing this, Hou Cang realized what he was doing and quickly kept a foot away from his daughter.

Wen Renling didn't know how many times he had gone through this kind of experience, but he was still tough. After a while, he overcame it.

After hearing this, Hou Cang asked with concern: "Ling'er, are you okay?"

Wen Renling wiped the traces of vomiting from the corner of his mouth: "Father, I'm sorry, I just can't help it."

After hearing this, Hou Cang felt disappointed, "I thought you had overcome mysophobia, but I was reckless just now."

"without."

Wen Renling has always been the center of attention, and this scene was also seen by the crowd, who all started talking about what happened to Wen Renling.

They didn't know the inside story about Wen Renling's mysophobia and special taboo on the smell of men. They only knew that Wen Renling had always been very proud and there was no man she liked at Wenren Ranch, so she never participated.

Dong Xiong and others were very clear: "The owner of the venue would not want to use this method to make Xiaoling quit."

Zhuo Zong answered: "It should be so. After all, everything has been arranged properly and we need to avoid going wrong."

…

Hearing this, the queen said with a pale forehead: "Ling'er, you don't have to do it yourself today on this Hunter's Day. You only need to help the drow capture Master Xie. Some arrangements have already been made."

"Father, I'm sorry, I won't give him up to the drow."

After hearing this, Cang was shocked and said coldly: "Don't cause trouble for me!"

At this moment, Zhuoer was approaching on horseback. Wen Renling immediately got on the horse and left her father behind, heading towards Zhuoer.

Zhuoer said hello first: "Princess Ling."

"Drow."

Zhuoer glanced at her shining silver knee pads: "Princess Ling, is your knee injury healed?"

"alright."

Zhuoer was not too surprised. After all, she had seen that Xie Fu had many more magical powers than others. "Did Mr. Xie cure him?"

"yes."

Zhuoer smiled slightly: "So you came today and wanted to leave Mr. Xie at Wenren Ranch."

Wen Renling raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile, "I hope so." She never thought about possessing Xie Fu, she just wanted to be his woman in an upright manner.

Zhuoer smiled and said: "Princess Ling, maybe I don't need your help."

"Zhuoer, what do you think I want to help you with?"

"Princess Ling, of course I can win my man with my own hands."

"Oh, so that's what you think. That Zhuo'er, I can only tell you that I'm sorry to tell you, I'm going to make a decision about him!"

Zhuoer's face changed and he smiled suddenly: "Princess Ling, what do you mean!"

"That's what I just said."

Zhuoer said coldly: "Princess Ling, don't take yourself too seriously. Don't think that you have always been the most beautiful woman in Wenren Ranch. As you said, you are old and now you are an old woman who cannot get married!"

"

When Wen Renling heard this, her expression immediately felt cold and smelly.

Zhuoer softened his words: "I know you are very proud. The battle between you and me will be decided at another time. Today, the overall situation is the most important thing. You only need to watch carefully."

Wen Renling sneered: "It's up to you, a young girl."

"We'll see, ladies."

As Zhuoer said that, he reined in his horse and turned around. Yingxiao flicked his ponytail tied up in a ball at the back of his head, as if he was whipping a whip at Wen Renling, giving him a first blow.

Wen Renling looked at Zhuoer's leaving figure and said fiercely: "Sooner or later, I will cut off your hair and make you a bald girl."

He also said that all he could see was me, and he hooked up with Zhuoer when he first came here. Men can be romantic, but you are too romantic.

Leng Leng looked in the direction where Fu Xie was, and happened to see Yilan and Fu Xie chatting together, and felt sad again.

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Yilan, what are you doing here?"

Yilan Yanran smiled and said, "I'll encourage you."

Xie Fu smiled and said: "Are you worried that I will be snatched away? I will become someone else's husband."

Yilan smiled and said nothing, and Xie Fu said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not like you don't know what I'm capable of. They are just wishful thinking."

Yilan smiled: "Fu, stretch out your hands."

"What?"

"Give you a little luck."

"All right."

Xie Fu stretched out his hands and saw Yilan pressing them on his palms. Suddenly he felt a mysterious energy penetrate from his palms, and the talisman was placed in his Jinghai bloodline, and his mind couldn't help but feel it.

A tremor.

When he came to his senses and looked at Yi Lan, he saw her eyes closed, her face solemn and peaceful, like a fairy, making people feel pious and worshipful.

Although he knew that Yilan would never harm him, Xie Fu still asked: "Yilan, what did you do to me?"

Yilan opened her eyes and smiled: "I wish you good luck."

Xie Fu joked: "Then this good luck will lead to a beautiful woman or will it be empty-handed?"

"Of course I will get a beautiful woman."

"Aren't you jealous?"

"Don't eat it."

…

As the third loud horn sounded, the men rushed out like arrows, and the horses' hooves trampled on the grass, making a dull and powerful echo, and the dust flew up.

Xie Fu rode Feiyun and quickly left most of the men behind.

Generally speaking, Xie Fu's riding skills are not as good as those prairie men who live on horseback. This is due to the rules. Men can only ride ordinary horses, and they cannot wear any equipment.

The Feiyun that Xie Fu rides is a magical horse, and it can easily leave the other men behind. This is also a special treatment for Xie Fu, a distinguished guest.

Seeing the flying clouds flying as fast as meteors, Yi Lan asked Qiu Ruyi doubtfully, "Didn't you say you have already taken action?"

Qiu Ruyi smiled playfully: "Feiyun is a divine horse after all, very powerful, but after running for a while, its legs will become weak and its endurance will be exhausted."

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"It's nothing, I just want to let Mr. Xie's beloved horse have a good night."

Yilan said: "I still don't understand."

Qiu Ruyi came closer and whispered: "Feiyun is a mare. Let's put it this way, it is equivalent to having a dozen men serving her last night."

Yilan understood now, but looked at Qiu Ruyi with strange eyes.

Qiu Ruyi chuckled: "Yilan, do you think I'm evil? I can think of this method and learned it from him. This is called internal injury. It can't be seen on the outside at all, and he will never guess it."

Zhuoer's Black Dragon Rider and Wen Renling's Black Rider were side by side, apparently deliberately lining up next to Wen Renling. Before they even started chasing the rabbit, the two women already had a secret rivalry.

With another horn blast, the woman spurred the horses to sprint toward the canyon. The horses' panting, hoofbeats, prairie girls' screeches, and the crowd's enthusiastic cheers intertwined to form an exciting and moving movement.

Drow rode the black dragon and led the way. As the horse's back rose and fell, the black ponytail on the back of his head swung left and right like a whip, and his posture was graceful and majestic.

Lian Hua, Xin Yi and other girls who were friends with Zaoer followed closely behind. They were accustomed to following Zaoer's lead, and within a short time they became the first column to stand out with just a few rides.

Wen Renling, who had high hopes, followed the group of girls leisurely. She also wanted to go fast, but the dark horse she was riding was not the best.

When the crowd saw that Wen Renling had been left behind from the beginning, they couldn't help but started talking.

"Why is Princess Ling so slow?"

"Because she's not riding her rouge horse."

"Then why doesn't Mr. Ling ride a rouge horse?"

"Maybe... maybe Princess Ling wants them to do it. If Princess Ling rides on the rouge horse, no one will be able to catch up."

They had no idea that Wen Renling's rouge horse had died long ago, otherwise they would have abandoned the divine horse and not ridden it.

Yi Lan saw that Wen Renling was lagging behind from the beginning, and her expression was a little anxious. Qiu Ruyi smiled and said, "Yilan, are you worried about making wedding clothes for her?"

Yilan nodded, and Qiu Ruyi comforted her: "Don't worry, Miss Wenren will let us down."

Although Lian Hua and other girls have always regarded Wen Renling as their idol, they are different in age from Wen Renling and don't have much contact with him on weekdays. In addition, they are in awe of Wen Renling, so they don't dare to get too close to him.
To be continued...