The moment he touched it, Zhang Mu felt as if he had merged into the spiritual world of the king of war horses.

The spiritual world of this warhorse king was completely open to him!

At first glance, the whole world is pure white, without any other color.

But Zhang Mu found that this was not as irritating to the eyes as snow blindness. Because each white spot actually had different colors changing, but after the whole was integrated, it became a flawless white.

"Okay, how do I judge whether I can take you away?"

A normal person would feel a certain amount of fear in such a confined space with only one color, but Zhang Mu did not. He knew that the War Horse King was the master of this world, and his voice was echoing in this confined space, calling him out.

At this moment, the silhouette of the War Horse King appeared in front of Zhang Mu's eyes, floating in the air, looking at him quietly.

"Human, I am becoming more and more curious about you. Let's start now to verify whether my feelings are correct. I have been waiting for a long time."

Zhang Mu felt a little disdainful. How long could it last? The end of the world would only last half a year.

The warhorse king in the floating shadow spoke, and slowly stepped down from the air and walked to Zhang Mu's side, giving Zhang Mu a more natural feeling instead of the superior feeling he had before.

"How can I cooperate with you?" Zhang Mu said, looking at the King of War Horses beside him.

"I need to share your spiritual power to check the compatibility of our souls. Although I feel that no human will ever reach this point in terms of soul compatibility, your appearance gives me some hope."

"no!"

Zhang Mu didn't know why he refused without thinking. He suddenly woke up and subconsciously rejected the request of the War Horse King.

Sharing mental power means that Zhang Mu’s memory will be viewed by the War Horse King at the same time.

His memory is equivalent to his life. No, he feels that it is something even more important than his life.

Even if he died, this secret could not be leaked from his brain. It was like a program set in Zhang Mu's mind.

I was longing for the scene of riding a Pegasus and galloping across the battlefield, and now I am completely sober.

The War Horse King seemed very confused. He slowly looked at Zhang Mu and said, "Human, are you unwilling to sign a contract with me?"

Zhang Mu, who had regained his composure, said slowly, "Yes, I want you to be my partner, but I am not used to sharing my spiritual power with others. This is also a taboo for spiritual evolvers. Is there no other way to prove it?"

"Other things cannot be comprehensive. Only by sharing spiritual power can I know whether you are the one. The person who signs a contract with me must understand each other, trust each other, and become one. Otherwise, my realm improvement will also reach a bottleneck because of this reason, and it will not benefit either of us."

After he finished speaking, the War Horse King's tone was still very confused, "I have no ill intentions, and the world will not hurt you."

He didn't expect Zhang Mu to shake his head decisively and resolutely, looking into the War Horse King's spiritual eyes and said, "This has nothing to do with good or evil, and nothing to do with trust. It's just my personal bottom line. I won't expose everything about me to any other person or any other creature."

The War Horse King was silent for a while, then looked at Zhang Mu and said, "How about a partner? A partner who signs a contract to share life and death."

Zhang Mu really wanted to say yes, but his mind clearly told him the answer.

No! Absolutely not!

He recalled that he had never told this secret to anyone, including the girl he liked and the obsidian worm that saved his life and was related to him by blood. He had not told anyone.

Seeing that Zhang Mu also fell silent, the War Horse King understood his answer and shook his head, with a tone that contained some regret and some determination.

"I originally thought that you might be that person, but now it seems that you are not. But to be honest, you are the only human being after him that I do not reject so far."

When Zhang Mu learned that he was not chosen after all because he was unwilling to share his spiritual power, he felt a little disappointed, but more of a sense of relief. Although it was a loss that the king of war horses was not tamed, compared with the secret that he kept in the deepest part of his heart, it was not worth mentioning at all.

"who is he?"

Zhang Mu had always wanted to ask this question, because he had heard this word from the words of the War Horse King before, which meant that the War Horse King had an owner before.

What kind of being could tame a horse like this? Was it someone who was its owner before the end of the world, and then unfortunately became one of the people who were eliminated after the new era began and was infected by the evolutionary ripples and turned into a zombie?

Apart from this explanation, Zhang Mu could not think of any other possibility that could cause the owner of this king of war horses to be unable to survive in this doomsday, even if he was an ordinary person hugging the big thick legs of the king of war horses.

Unexpectedly, there was a hint of hesitation in the eyes of the war horse king. Perhaps it had been a long time since it had seen a human being that it didn't dislike. It seemed as if it had finally found someone to talk to. It slowly told Zhang Mu the story of it and its mysterious previous owner.

"I was tamed and used as his mount since I was young. He is the bravest man on the grassland. He is one with me in mind and spirit. He plays with me, eats with me, and runs with me on the grassland."

Yes, it followed its owner when it was a foal. No wonder it was so reluctant to leave and had such high requirements for the new owner it was looking for. Maybe it didn't want to sign a contract with a human at all.

The War Horse King paused for a moment and continued, "After I became an adult and received strict training, he had many things to do and no longer played with me.

A year later, he took me to the battlefield, and I followed him across the Eurasian continent, killing countless enemies and being sung and praised by many bards.

Zhang Mu listened with great interest at first, but later he realized something was wrong.

What's going on?

On the battlefield? Eurasia? I didn't travel to a parallel dimension, right? It was a peaceful era before the end of the world, and there had been no unrest in the capital of Inner Mongolia. Is this horse stupid?

Wait, the capital of Inner Mongolia, Eurasia.

Before Zhang Mu could recall the familiar feeling of these nouns connected together, the words of the War Horse King were like thunder, making Zhang Mu suddenly think of the man in the history textbook.

"His name is Temujin Borjigin, my Khan."

(End of this chapter)