Wang Xuan was shocked. He also realized that although the injured white horse was not short, it was indeed more immature than the group of horses that had left.
But what is reflected on this battlefield is a grandmaster-level battle!
He was a little skeptical about his life. Could a group of horses all be monsters at the grandmaster level?
It can be imagined that the more powerful individuals in a herd of horses are mostly extraordinary creatures!
"Are we still in the outer area? Something is wrong. We have encountered a group of grandmaster-level Pegasus, and even an extraordinary leader horse!" Wang Xuan sighed.
Then he walked towards the foal on the ground. It only had a head injury and might have been a little dizzy and unable to get up.
Now seeing Wang Xuan approaching, it widened its eyes and began to struggle.
"Don't be afraid, I have no ill will towards you, come with me. I have a magical medicine here that I can give you." Wang Xuan squatted down and tried to comfort the white horse.
Zhao Qinghan was also looking forward to it. If a grandmaster-level spirit horse was tamed and transported to Xinxing, it would probably drive some of the horse betting people crazy.
And in this secret place, it would be much more convenient if there was a grandmaster-level mount.
Bang!
The horse was so fierce that it kicked Wang Xuan while he was lying on the ground.
Just when Zhao Qinghan thought that Wang Xuan would patiently appease and prepare to tame this spiritual white horse, he suddenly slapped him.
Bang, bang, bang…
The following scene is quite unaesthetic, without any beautiful painting style.
Wang Xuan communicated with the colt with the aesthetics of violence, and finally, he beat the spiritual horse so hard that it lowered its head and surrendered temporarily.
Obviously, the horse had a strong desire to survive and did not want to die. After confirming that it really could not beat Wang Xuan, it stopped resisting.
Half a day later, Wang Xuan and Zhao Qinghan successfully rode on this majestic mount and traveled through the mountains, looking for those familiar faces.
The grandmaster-level spirit horse has amazing leg strength. It can climb mountains and cross rivers, and travel through many areas, very quickly and with little effort.
Of course, Wang Xuan had also been on guard against and educating it, because it had tried to escape several times and had even attacked Wang Xuan, but was suppressed by him every time.
Wang Xuan grabbed the horse's mane, as if he was stuck to its back, and every time it made a fuss, he would be hit hard!
Of course, he was quite satisfied. Not only did he have the combat power of a grandmaster, but even his mount was capable of rivaling Moonlight Bodhisattva.
Zhao Qinghan sat in the back, grabbing Wang Xuan's clothes on both sides of his body, but when the horse leaped on the uneven terrain, it shook violently, and she had to quickly hug Wang Xuan's waist.
In the afternoon, they found their way back and arrived at the original place, but those people were gone, and there was a lot of blood and traces of fighting.
Zhao Qinghan had a premonition that they were about to get close to those acquaintances. She gently hugged Wang Xuan's waist and whispered in his ear: "I will help you keep the secret."
In the evening, before the sun sets, they spot some familiar faces.
Through the dense forest, Wang Xuan saw Zhong Cheng and Zhou Yun. Both of them were covered in blood, and there were only a dozen people around them.
At the same time, he saw the group of Pegasus again. It was quite amazing, with broad snow-white wings across the sky. A group of horses crossed the mountains, which was particularly sacred in the sunset.
On the ground, a group of golden horses crossed the cliff and chased down.
"This is... Pegasus?!" Zhong Cheng said in shock.
"Can this kind of horse be tamed? It would be great if we could breed some in Xinxing." Zhou Yun exclaimed. If he got one and then went to bet on horses, whose horse would win?
An old hand from the surviving expedition team poured cold water on the idea, saying, "Don't even think about it. Once a master tried to tame a horse, but he was crushed to pieces by a hoof. His death was quite tragic."
"A bit like Lao Wang." Zhong Cheng sighed.
When Wang Xuan heard this, he wanted to beat him up immediately!
Zhou Yun nodded and said, "I've heard that too. The chest-bursting kick from Old Earth is pretty powerful."
The colt that Wang Xuan was riding did not cry, but just looked very sad. It stared at the group of horses going away and slowly walked out of the forest.
"Xiao Wang, Sister Zhao!" Zhong Cheng was shocked. How could the two people who were abducted by the monster come back alive?
Zhou Yun was also stunned and said, "Pegasus? Xiao Wang, you can sell it to me!"
"Hi, hi, hi!"
Suddenly, a few of the flying horses in the distant herd turned around, looked over here, and neighed loudly.
Would the whole group be wiped out? Wang Xuan's scalp was numb, and he quickly covered his mouth. He was afraid that his words would come true once again!
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