"Ah - only rabbits eat it. But carrot cake is also good..."
"Huh? Do you like to eat dried licorice? Oh, why does it taste so strong?"
Shen Ning and Yi Xiangming were greatly surprised when they saw Muyin standing next to the horse talking to himself, acting as if he could understand what the horse said.
Muyin, no, it should be Jiang Songyu.
He loved horses and accidentally made a friend from afar. The man taught him special methods of horse training, light spells, and guessing the horse's heart.
The eyes of a horse are different from those of ordinary animals, and their recognition positions are different. Muyin learned spells and guessed horses' hearts, and he has been able to recite them for more than five years. He has to talk to a horse almost every day.
After talking to himself again, Muyin grabbed the horse's reins, stepped on the stirrups, and got on the horse.
The horse reluctantly shook its head at first, reared up and neighed.
This scene scared Yi Xiangming and Shen Ning again.
The boy on the side was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat: "Miss, this horse is indeed very strong. How about we change it to another one for you?"
The words just came out of my mouth.
Muyin, who was supposed to roll off the horse, suddenly grabbed the reins, adjusted his posture flexibly, leaned over the horse's ear and said a few more words.
The horse's raised hooves suddenly fell to the ground and began to run like crazy.
Yi Xiangming was horrified and quickly caught up with Qinggong.
The scene waiting for him to see——
Muyin let the horses run wild, smiling and moaning.
Her flimsy red gown flew up as she ran, and her three thousand black hair spread out. She controlled the reins with her left hand, and held the whip in her right hand, but she had never waved it. She was so beautiful that people forgot about it. Waiting to see
When he saw her, she looked back with a charming smile, which made people stop breathing slightly.
Unrestrained and stunning.
Looking again, I saw that the frail figure was firmly on the horse.
Yi Xiangming realized that Muyin had completely controlled the horse at this moment. She sat on the horse with a victor's attitude and waved to him: "Yi Xiangming, I've done it."
Muyin's red dress fluttered, she rode her horse to stop beside Yi Xiangming, turned over and dismounted, touched the horse's hair, and smiled at Yi Xiangming: "How about it, do you want to go galloping together now?
"
"Okay." Yi Xiangming breathed a sigh of relief, gradually loosened his clenched fists, and smiled.
Muyin held the horse with one hand and followed Yi Xiangming back to Shen Ning's location.
When Shen Ning saw Muyin returning safely, she felt relieved. She quickly pulled Muyin over to take a look: "Hurry and see if there are any injuries."
"Oh, I'm so powerful, how could I get hurt?" Muyin waved his hands, making a proud gesture.
"Can't you be more humble?"
"What is modesty?" Muyin asked knowingly.
"..."
The boy breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Muyin, looked up at Yi Xiangming, and then smiled: "This young lady is so awesome!"
"Don't talk nonsense to me. Do you have any good horses here? Choose one for him." Muyin pointed at Yi Xiangming.
The boy took a deep look at Yi Xiangming, nodded and bowed to choose a horse. Not long after, he brought back a white horse with very good hair and good appearance.
Muyin looked up and down and nodded with satisfaction. This horse was indeed not bad.
The two of them got on their horses, with Muyin riding in front happily, holding one hand high above his head, letting the gentle breeze blow between his fingers.
