The horses stopped, but King Charming was still struggling.
"Stop." The man in blue robe who was roping the horse roared angrily and pulled hard on the roping pole in his hand, trying to pull the sweaty horse king over.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly saw the sweaty horse king, his horse neighed, trembled suddenly, and dragged him forward with the pole.
"Ouch!" The man let out a scream, and then he fell off the horse. After dragging on the ground for a while, he threw away the horse pole and rolled on the ground in pain.
Fang Xiaoyu rode over and asked with concern: "Brother, are you okay?"
"It's okay, please help me find a way to get that horse back." The man shouted to Fang Xiaoyu in pain, and immediately wiped the bleeding wound on his hand.
Fang Xiaoyu took out a bottle of styptic powder from the fabric bag, handed it to the man, and warned: "Brother, take it and sprinkle it on the wound. I will help you chase the horse back."
"Thank you!" the man replied. Fang Xiaoyu nodded, crossed his legs, and galloped forward on his horse.
At this time, the sweaty horse king was galloping on the grassland, dragging the harness around his neck.
"Quickly, take this set of shots."
The crew followed the filming in a jeep on the grassland. After filming for a while, the road became increasingly uneven, and the crew had to stop.
But Fang Xiaoyu had no intention of stopping.
He knew that the bloody horse in front of him was the legendary horse. It was not easy to come across such a BMW, so he naturally didn't want to miss it.
"drive!"
Fang Xiaoyu grabbed the reins of the horse and chased with all his strength. After Tong Yan was jolted on the horse for a while, he felt a little scared and shouted nervously: "Mr. Fang, can you slow down a little bit? I'm so scared!"
"Don't be afraid. Come on, close your eyes, I'll hold you up, and you try to turn around and face me, so you won't be afraid anymore." Fang Xiaoyu warned Tong Yan.
"No! I can't turn around!" Tong Yan, who was driving, was already frightened and dared to turn around on horseback.
Fang Xiaoyu slowed down slightly and comforted him gently: "It's okay, you hold my hand tightly, then retract your legs, and I turn your body around. Don't be afraid, my legs are clamping the horse's body.
, it won’t fall.”
"Yeah!" After listening to Fang Xiaoyu's words, Tong Yan tried to hug his hand tightly, and then retracted her legs.
Fang Xiaoyu suddenly picked up the beauty and turned around, so frightened that Tong Yan screamed.
"Ah...I'm afraid..."
While speaking, Fang Xiaoyu had already turned the beauty's body around. He smiled and comforted her with a relaxed face: "There's nothing to be afraid of. Come on, hold me. Then everything will be fine."
"Okay!" Tong Yan smiled warmly, hugged him tightly, and pressed into his chest as hard as she could.
Fang Xiaoyu only felt a soft feeling on his body. Fortunately, at this moment, he was chasing the sweaty BMW king in front of him with all his heart. He had no time to care about anything else. Otherwise, he would be held in the arms of such a beautiful woman and still be so close.
It's tight, I'm afraid I've already reacted.
"drive!"
When Fang Xiaoyu saw Tong Yan hugging him, he was no longer afraid. He gathered the reins and ran faster than before.
The sweaty horse showed no intention of stopping. Fang Xiaoyu chased for dozens of miles in one breath, and the horse underneath him was panting from exhaustion. The speed obviously slowed down. At this moment, the sweaty horse stopped.
Come down.
Fang Xiaoyu felt ecstatic in his heart, slapped the horse hard, and shouted loudly: "Hurry, chase!"
"Hey hey hey!"
After the horse underneath him ran for a while, his front hoof lost and he fell down.
Fang Xiaoyu and Tong Yan fell to the ground together with the horse.
The moment he landed, Fang Xiaoyu hugged Tong Yan at an extremely fast speed, rolled on the spot, and pressed on top of the beauty. Because of his protective position, the beauty underneath him was fine. But the passionate
This scene made Tong Yan's heart surge. She felt that she was the heroine in the play at this moment, and Fang Xiaoyu was the big hero in the play.
"Are you okay?" Fang Xiaoyu asked with concern.
"Yeah! It's okay." Tong Yan nodded, staring at Fang Xiaoyu, expecting something to happen.
"It'll be fine." Fang Xiaoyu smiled, then let go of the beautiful woman, climbed up, and warned her: "The horse has stopped. I'll tie it up. You wait here for me first."
A moment."
"Okay!" Although Tong Yan felt a little disappointed, she still showed him a sweet smile.
When Fang Xiaoyu saw that the white horse had stopped and was only about three or four hundred meters away from him, he felt ecstatic in his heart.
He lifted up the thunder energy in his body and ran forward like flying.
Ten steps, five steps, three steps...
Seeing that he was about to get close to the sweaty horse, at this critical moment, he saw the sweaty horse, with his head raised, making a roar of "fierce hey hey", and then ran forward wildly.
Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu flew over and grabbed the roping pole on the ground that was put around the horse's neck.
The strong strength of the white horse drove the horse pole forward. Fang Xiaoyu was pulled by the huge pulling force to run two steps, and soon he used brute force to stabilize his body.
However, at this moment, a strange scene happened in front of him.
Suddenly, dust was flying in front of them, and a group of ancient Mongolian cavalry wearing cavalry uniforms, holding swords and spears, was marching rapidly on the grassland. There were tens of thousands of them.
Fang Xiaoyu's heart trembled, and he immediately thought of the legendary Yin soldiers taking advantage of the way.
Just when he was distracted, the sweaty white horse king who had been trapped by him started running wildly again.
"Hurry back after gathering the animals. There are Yin soldiers in front of you. If you go there, you will die." Fang Xiaoyu shouted and pulled hard, trying to pull the horse back.
However, the horse was so strong that he couldn't hold it back with his hands, and was carried away for a while.
Seeing that he and his horse were about to rush into the ranks of the Yin soldiers. Fang Xiaoyu was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Stop!"
While he was talking, he used brute force to grab the horse. The horse stood up and neighed "hey hey".
The cry disturbed the marching Yin soldiers.
I saw a leader of the Mongolian cavalry turn his face and glare at Fang Xiaoyu.
The cold eyes were like the cold light emanating from the Jiuyou ground, which made Fang Xiaoyu's heart tremble.
"Plop!" At this moment, the noose tied to the horse roping pole was torn off by the white horse. The sweaty horse king broke free from the noose, let go of the horse's hooves, and faced the Yin soldiers in front.
The team rushed past.
Suddenly, a murderous spirit arose, and for a while the shouts shook the sky.
"kill!"
Countless Yin soldiers raised their long knives and swords and stabbed towards the horse's back. At the same time, another wave of Yin soldiers also raised their spears and swords and stabbed Fang Xiaoyu in the body. (To be continued)