"Oh, why didn't anyone take a photo of me? This image is so cool..."
Zhuang Rui's image at this moment is indeed very good. Since Zhui Feng's entire horse body is in an upright position, Zhuang Rui's body has also stood up, his feet are waiting for the stirrups, and his hands are tightly holding the reins. If he carries a big knife again,
The whole image looks like a sword and a horse.
When Zhui Feng's hooves landed, Zhuang Rui joked in its ear: "You brat, you are so picky when choosing a name. Fortunately, we are knowledgeable. Otherwise, I might give you a name of Little Flower."
Category……"
This is the first time Zhuang Rui has seen this animal that went on strike due to a bad name. The level of chasing the wind and human nature is obviously not inferior to that of the white lion and King Kong. It seems that there will be one more animal in the garden in the future.
Partner.
"Lulu..."
Zhui Feng let out a long hiss in dissatisfaction, as if protesting Zhuang Rui's words, then started to pace and start trotting.
Chasing the Wind's movements when running are different from other horses. Whether it is galloping like lightning or trotting gracefully like a dance, its back is always very stable. Zhuang Rui can hardly feel any bumps when sitting on it.
"I said, can we run faster? Zhuifeng, your current speed doesn't quite match your name. It's not as fast as Xiaobai's..."
Zhuang Rui was a little dissatisfied when Zhui Feng slowed down. He had just enjoyed the feeling of being in the clouds. He fell from the clouds less than half an hour ago. He had known that Zhui Feng would give him a try later.
Got a name.
Zhuang Rui knew that Zhui Feng could understand his words, so he deliberately said something to stimulate Zhui Feng. As the saying goes, it is better to provoke Zhui Feng than to please him. Sure enough, as soon as Zhui Feng finished speaking, Zhui Feng neighed in dissatisfaction.
As if to vent his dissatisfaction, the speed of running after the wind this time was three minutes faster than before. Even if the wind was really fast in the grassland at this time, I am afraid that he would not be able to catch up with the figure of the red horse at this moment.
An hour passed, and the speed of chasing the wind did not slow down at all. On the contrary, the more I ran, the more energetic I became, like a red lightning, crisscrossing the prairie.
"Damn, this...isn't this too perverted?"
When Zhuang Rui started running after chasing the wind, he secretly pressed the stopwatch and used his spiritual energy to mark the road ahead.
Although the spiritual energy in Zhuang Rui's eyes was quite depleted at the moment, he could still explore a kilometer in a straight line, so he used one kilometer as a mark to measure the speed of chasing the wind.
In the first kilometer, it only took fifty-seven seconds to chase the wind. In the second kilometer, the speed of chasing the wind increased instead of slowing down, and it only took fifty-five seconds.
In this whole hour, Zhui Feng actually ran 72 kilometers, which was a full 144 miles. Zhuang Rui was so shocked that he almost fell off the horse.
You know, in horse racing competitions around the world, if it is a 2.5-kilometer sprint race, if a horse can reach a speed of 55 kilometers per hour, it can basically win steadily.
For example, in a sprint race of 400 meters, the fastest horse can only reach a speed of 70 kilometers per hour, but everyone needs to understand clearly that we are talking about "short distance" here.
In other words, even the fastest horse in the world cannot really run seventy kilometers an hour because it cannot sustain this explosive power forever.
But Zhui Feng did it. Not only did it easily run at a speed of 70 kilometers per hour, which was comparable to the speed of the train before speeding up, but it also looked quite leisurely. Zhuang Rui touched its neck, and it turned out to be even faster.
Not much sweat.
"A thousand-mile horse, this is the real thousand-mile horse..."
Riding on the back of Zhui Feng, Zhuang Rui's heart was filled with excitement. The ancients described a thousand-mile horse as traveling a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles a night. The total is 1,800 miles, or 900 kilometers. If it were placed on Zhui Feng, it would be ten thousand miles.
It can be completed in a few hours.
Zhui Feng also lost his temper at this time, running wildly in the direction he came from earlier, but his speed was getting faster and faster. However, Zhuang Rui could feel that Zhui Feng's body was gradually heating up, and it was obvious that the consumption was not small.
More than two hours passed quickly. At the beginning, Xiaobai could keep up for a while, but in just twenty minutes, there was no trace of Zhuifeng being thrown away, let alone those who had greater endurance than explosive power.
There are wild horses in the Mongolian grassland.
Zhuang Rui also encountered several herdsmen along the way, but as soon as they met, Zhui Feng ran past them, leaving only their backs.
"Zhui Feng, okay, slow down, you are the best in the world, aren't you?"
After running wildly for three hours, Zhuang Rui patted Zhui Feng's neck and ran non-stop for more than three hours. Zhuang Rui also felt a little pity for Zhui Feng. He had just forced the toxins out of his body yesterday, and today he
With such a large amount of exercise, Zhuang Rui was afraid that something would happen.
In addition, Zhuifeng's speed was too fast, and Zhuang Rui was afraid of missing Battle and others who were looking for him. He was now completely lost in the prairie, and he just told Zhuifeng to return him to the original place.
Zhuang Rui has now figured out a little bit of Zhui Feng's temperament. This little dog likes to hear compliments. Every time Zhuang Rui says something nice in its ear, Zhui Feng's ears always stand up straight.
Sure enough, after hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Chai Feng slowed down and started jogging on the grassland with that elegant dance-like pace, turning his head proudly and snorting at Zhuang Rui from time to time.
"It's so good..."
Zhuang Rui looked at Zhui Feng's appearance and couldn't help but laugh. Although he couldn't read a horse's teeth, judging from Zhui Feng's behavior, he must be young. He looked like a naughty child.
"Huh? Where is that place?"
Zhuang Rui was riding on horseback and suddenly saw a hill in a very far distance. This was rare on the vast prairie. Zhuang Rui even doubted whether he and Zhui Feng had escaped.
grassland?
After seven or eight minutes, the distance between Zhuang Rui and the hill was getting closer and closer. He discovered that the hill that appeared in front of him was about eighty meters high and only three to four hundred meters wide. It was not so much a mountain.
A mountain is more vividly said to be a raised platform.
It was at night when Zhuang Rui chased the red horse, and he didn't know if he passed by here, but after seeing what seemed to be a figure next to the hill, Zhuang Rui still rode over there. During these two days, Zhuang Rui
Rui hasn't spoken to anyone, and he really feels a bit depressed.
"This...is this a grotto? Why is there this in the prairie?"
After getting closer to the hill, Zhuang Rui felt a little surprised. This was actually a hill made of red sandstone. Although the mountain was not big, the rock walls were extremely steep. There were many large and small rocks scattered on the steep cliffs.
Small grotto.
"Anyway, since I'm here, let's go take a look. Maybe it's some kind of historic site. Hey... why did you forget to ask those people where this place is?"
When Zhuang Rui was still two or three kilometers away from the hill, four or five people on horseback ran past Zhuang Rui more than 20 meters away. It seemed that two people pointed at Zhuang Rui and said something.
Since Zhuang Rui's attention was attracted by the hill, and the opponent's horse was very fast, by the time Zhuang Rui came to his senses, the opponent had already passed him by.
"Xu...Xu, drive..."
After seeing Zhuang Rui, the person at the front excitedly grabbed the head of the galloping horse, turned around, stood upright on the horse, and shouted loudly: "Zhuang Ruianda, is it Zhuang Ruianda?"
"
Listening to the familiar voice, Zhuang Rui looked back and was stunned for a moment. The people coming were none other than Bater, Timur, Peng Fei, Wu Yunqiqige and others.
There was also an old herdsman who seemed to be very familiar with Battle. He was pointing at Zhuang Rui and saying something to Battle just now.
"Brother Timur, it's me, haha, I finally found you..."
Zhuang Rui laughed and jumped off Zhui Feng's back. When his feet hit the ground, he felt a little weak. If he hadn't been supporting Zhui Feng, he would have made a fool of himself on the spot.
Zhuang Rui felt nothing as his body was constantly nourished by spiritual energy when he came. However, after running for more than three hours, he endured it hard and suffered from the sequelae of horseback riding.
"Grandma, no wonder eight out of ten Mongolians are bow-legged. I dare you to change my grown-up bones?"
After Zhui Feng walked a few steps on the ground, Zhuang Rui always felt empty under his crotch, and his feet seemed to be walking around in circles.
"Zhuang Ruian replied, you... are you injured? Why did you hurt your face? Come on, lie down quickly and let Uncle Baten come and take a look..."
Timur's words as he ran closer made Zhuang Rui feel a little baffled. It was true that he had internal injuries, but if he used too much spiritual energy, it seemed that he couldn't hurt his face no matter what, right?
"Brother Timur, what are you talking about? I'm in good health, don't, don't press me..."
Timur next to him didn't care so much, he came up and held Zhuang Rui's shoulders to let him lie down, and continued: "Zhuang Rui replied, Uncle Baten is the most famous wizard in our area for hundreds of miles.
He thinks you are lucky, no matter how many injuries you get, you won't die..."
When Timur spoke, he glanced behind him, his face full of respect. It seemed that this great wizard was very respected by him.
"But...I'm really not hurt..."
Zhuang Rui pushed away Timur's hand depressedly. He knew that Mongolian wizards, also known as shamans, were powerful people who could "communicate" directly with Changshengtian in the past. They were highly respected by the Mongolian emperors and nobles.
Pay attention to.
However, with the decline of the Mongolian dynasty, shamans have been reduced from powerful people who can accept the will of the Immortal God to ordinary witch doctors, treating people and even cattle, sheep and horses. Although they have lost their previous glory, they are twice as good.
