Wu Xian Wujie was dumbfounded, his expression was so embarrassed and complicated that he couldn't describe it in words.
They had just arrived in Jiangning, and they didn't have too deep a understanding of Kong Sheng, but when they saw that Kong Sheng, a young scholar, was really as amazing as the rumors, they almost didn't lose two pairs of eyeballs.
The two of them are also considered to be powerful in the army, and their force value is quite high, but in front of Kong Sheng's divine power, they are not bullshit.
This young man is so brave, I am afraid that he really has the demeanor of Li Xuanba, the king of Weihuai, if he is in the army, he must have the courage of ten thousand people.
Wu Xian gasped.
His shocked gaze shifted from the long sword that Kong Sheng was sticking obliquely on his back to Kong Sheng's face, and his heart was secretly awe-inspiring: It turned out that this young man of the Kong family was not only brilliant in literature, but also really possessed unique skills and martial arts, no wonder he dared to go to Henan Province alone to take office The Wu brothers looked at Kong Sheng again with different eyes, and they couldn't help but feel a little awe.
For the rude and arrogant low-level officers of the Imperial Forest Army, the so-called peerless poetry is actually worthless, those elegant things that dance and write and make ink, the kind of high-minded literati and ink writers, they don't look down on them at all and don't bother to pay attention to them, but a young scribe can beat them in strength, which is far more heart-shaking than how many hand-me-down poems and essays have been made Kong Sheng stood on the steps, patted the dust on his hands, and smiled indifferently: "Okay, let's take the horses in and rest, eat something, sleep for a few hours, and continue to hurry at dawn."
Kong Sheng was the first to walk into the broken temple, chasing the wind and hissing softly, and suddenly like a white lightning bolt rushed in, he rushed straight to the windy corridor outside the temple, and lay down with a big thorn, and the proud ponytail was bored and swaying.
Seeing this horse like this, Kong Sheng laughed.
Mu Changfeng looked at Chasing Feng with some envy and praised: "Childe, this white horse, is really a rare thousand-mile horse among Turkic horses, not only has amazing physical strength and speed, but also knows popularity, which is really enviable." ” Kong Sheng walked over with a smile, and slapped his hand on the horse's buttocks, "This horse is not bad, but it is a stinky problem, so you can't give it a good look, otherwise you will have to its tail."
Saying that, Kong Sheng coldly reprimanded: "You guy clamp my tail tightly, in the middle of the night, you are proud of a hammer."
Chasing Feng heard the words and snorted in fear and depression, and then lowered his proud head, and the ponytail also slipped down and honestly sandwiched in the thigh-groove, this almost humane demeanor showed that Mu Changfeng was stunned, and said for a long time: "Childe, this is a good horse, you actually used brute force against him, my God, it's really a tyrannical thing."
If others get this kind of BMW, they must be very valuable, and they are waiting for them to eat and drink well and speak lasciviously, and take the cultivation of feelings as the first priority.
But Kong Sheng did the opposite, pursuing to convince the horse with strength, and completely through strong power to suppress BMW's "convincing", or dare not disagree.
Fools can see that Chasing Wind has a deep-seated fear of its owner, and it seems that Kong Sheng usually "tosses" it.
It is also said that the more good the horse, the greater the temper, if it weren't for Kong Sheng's fear of "beating" at the beginning, he would not be so honest and obedient in chasing the wind.
It's not impossible to take the conventional route to build a relationship with the mount, but it's time-consuming and laborious, and Kong Sheng just doesn't have that time.
He had the patience, but he couldn't afford it.
Therefore, he found his own way and took the sword sideways.
However, judging from the current effect, it is still quite good.
I'm afraid, but Chasing the Wind still has "feelings" for Kong Sheng.
And with the passage of time, sooner or later, people and horses will establish a coexistence relationship of life and death, co-prosperity and disgrace.
The most important thing is that Kong Sheng regards Chasing the Wind as a friend in his heart.
Behind the appearance of subduing the horse with strength, there is meticulous care for Chasing the Wind, and at this point, even if Chasing the Wind is a horse, he also empathizes.
The reason why BMW is a BMW is that BMW has an aura that ordinary horses do not have.
Wu Xian Wujie was also surprised and shocked, this wind chasing horse is rare in the world, and it is expensive, I don't know where Kong Sheng got it.
Is it because it came too easily, so I don't cherish it?
Wu Xian walked over slowly, originally trying to stroke Chasing Wind's fart, but before his hand fell, he heard Chasing Wind's long neigh, his angry eyes widened, his horse's head raised, his mane flying, and his four hooves grasping the ground, making an offensive shape.
If Wu Xian dares to drop his hand, he will probably be kicked away by the chasing wind.
Wu Xian snorted, withdrew his hand, and muttered: "It's really an eyeless beast, it's not a tiger, and I can't touch my fart."
Uxie shrugged and smiled.
"The tiger's fart-strand can't be touched, and the fart-strand chasing the wind can't be touched, I said Wu Xian, you are really ridiculous, you are so dignified to slap its fart-strand very much" Mu Changfeng laughed, and the laughter echoed for a long time in the silent night sky and in this desolate and dilapidated temple, which was actually a bit seeping.
Wu Xian's face was a little uneasy, but he didn't dare to provoke Chasing Wind again, he stomped his foot hatefully, turned around and vented all his anger on his black horse, he threw a whip in the air with his horsewhip, snorted, and spat on the ground.
Unexpectedly, Chasing Wind suddenly rushed over, it was a distance of three or five feet, but it was not instantaneous, Wu Xian didn't react at all, and was kicked away by Chasing Wind's two front hooves.
Wu Xian screamed, his body fell to one side, and he desperately rolled on the spot so as not to be injured.
Wu Xie and Mu Changfeng were dumbfounded, not knowing why Chasing Feng suddenly stumbled, and he still rushed to Wu Xian.
Wu Xian got up angrily, pulled out the scimitar at his waist, and rushed towards Chasing Wind with a fierce look.
Chasing the wind was not afraid at all, the horse's body took two steps back, the two front hooves were slightly bent, the horse's tail flew in mid-air, and the whole body leaned forward, and he actually put on a very imposing fighting posture.
Kong Sheng frowned, rushed up with an arrow, grabbed Wu Xian's arm holding the knife, and pulled Wu Xian aside.
"Wuxian, this horse is a little wild, you have suffered a little loss, I will teach it a lesson.
However, you shouldn't have to deal with a horse, fight to the death" Kong Sheng smiled lightly: "You brute, don't get out of here" Chasing the wind and hearing this, he glanced at Wu Xian defiantly, and then raised his head and hissed, and then took a proud square step, clicked out of the main hall of the temple, and found a secluded shelter outside the hall and lay down.
Mu Changfeng looked ridiculous, this horse is really amazing, it seems to be able to really understand people's words, and it is very resentful, and knows how to let go of cold arrows.
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