Nine Cents Refining

Dongba sang a promise: "Malay."

The royal shepherd boy took a hundred horses and came over. These horses were carefully selected and carefully selected by the Xiaguo royal family. They were strong and powerful.

There are fifteen white monks in Jinjianmen. They are mounted on the horses and horses in the Qing Dynasty. The horse is also known as the "Night Jade Lion". It has a white body and no half-bred hair.

The fierce fire of the fifteen red monks, is a "red rabbit", also known as the **** BMW, these horses are bright red, is a tiger like a horse;

Tsinghua’s fifteen Tsing Yi monks, including Sun Hao’s mount, are “green-eared horses”. This horse is also known as “Jade Kirin”, which is said to be able to go day by day and travel thousands of miles;

The mounts of the fifteen black monks of Hou Tu Zong are "black scorpion", the same as the black satin, the oil shines brightly, only the four horseshoe parts are white and snow, also known as "Kicking the Clouds";

The royal and scattered mounts are "trans-bone dragons", the yellow horse has white spots, the horse's head has white hair, and the shape is round like a full moon, so the name is "Jade-top hay yellow".

Under the traction of the shepherd boy, the five kinds of good horses are in an imposing manner. When they enter the arena, the monks take up the sword and jump on the horse.

Although these horses are not spiritual beasts, as the leader of the horses, they are all spiritually extraordinary and should not be underestimated.

Five or five horses, each horse group, has a particularly strong horse, and stands proud of the horses. It is a horse. There is no such thing as a horse. These horses are the mounts of the leading monks. What is even more amazing is that perhaps because of Liu Zhiyuan's imposing manner, in the Yuqilin square, his horse stood at the forefront of the square, but the momentum was weaker than other horses.

Onlookers have a knowledgeable monk who shook his head. For example, the good guy, Lao Jia, is one of them. When he saw the square of Qing Muzong, he could not help but shake his head: "This Qingmu Zong is afraid that the gas is out of the problem, not just wood. The show is missing, this horse is also sluggish..."

When the monk came to the horse, Dongba shouted loudly: "Departure", according to the night jade lion head, after the jade top hay yellow temple, hundreds of monks, horses slowly, wearing the street, Zhang Yang Guowei, will also push the atmosphere of the event To a small climax.

Several champions were popular, Jianxiu Ouyang Dusan, two young princes, especially sought after, flowers and winks kept falling on them, and when they passed by the street, people called their names from time to time.

Even Huo Xiu Ge Xuanzhang and Tu Xiu Qin Weichao have many supporters. On the other side of Qing Muzong, Liu Zhiyuan’s reputation is not obvious. The knower is awkward. It’s all a few of the arrangements arranged by the Qingmu City, and he shouted a few scorpions.

As for Sun Hao and Tong Li, they are mixed among the many monks, and they are quiet and can't attract anyone's attention. Hong Liang and the licensee were like ghosts. The head horse also gave Liu Zhiyuan a ride. The snow hid Sun Hao. He clearly had a card in his hand. He also had a small wife who was in the air bag. It was estimated that he wanted to design some people.

From the horse to the Meridian Street, Sun Hao was vaguely hearing someone shouting his name. He turned around and found that he was a jade family, such as Yu Dacheng, Yu Lei, Xiao Xiao and Wu Xian Lang. Form a small group, stand on the side of the street, hold a banner, hold a flag, and shout: "Sun Hao, Sun Hao", support yourself.

Sun Hao smiled at the square and thanked them for their support. Xiao Yulei frantically waved the small red flag in his hand. It is obviously a good thing for Sun Hao to become one of the hunting hunters.

One week around the city, accepting the people cheering and going outside the city, this came to the real starting point of the horse. One hundred monks stood in a straight line and waited for the order.

The game has not yet begun, and the six horses standing at the forefront of the six squares are already restless.

The head horse is the horse headed by the horse group or the caravan. The horse is strong and the horse is the best.

However, a hundred horses must be born to the horse king.

If the first horse is a thug, Ma Wang is the boss of these thugs, how was Ma Wang born? The horses have their own rules of the horses. These horses meet each other, and no one will serve them. Naturally, they will fight. There is no doubt that at the horse racing conference, the winner is king.

The gambling market is already open, and the gambling is very diverse. It is very rich, but in the big sense, it is the group and the individual. The individual naturally exports the odds according to the performance of the horse. Among them, the sword show Ouyang Dusan The rate is the lowest, for one to one, the odds of the double king and the four show are very low, no more than one to three, even the child force, because it is one of the five little mad, there is a certain reputation, this odds are also ranked in the grandson Hao's front, one to six odds.

Similar to Sun Hao, such a common monk, the odds are relatively high, reaching one to twenty.

Seeing Sun Hao’s odds, Yu Lei’s small mouth was high and his heart was angry. He put his pocket money and twenty Lingshi all on Sun Hao.

Like the hunters like Sun Hao, ordinary monks and the public are not interested. Most of them are close people who bet. Xiao Yan has no pressure on children, and he has pressed Sun Hao’s 100 products to express his support for Sun Hao~www.wuxiaspot .com~Sun Hao's personality She knows that Sun Hao generally does not have any limelight, such as horse racing, a hundred Lingshi, all thrown away.

In addition to Xiao Yan and Yu Lei, there is another monk, the good old man, actually pressed Sun Hao 100 Lingshi, but this is an accident. Around the old Jia, a monk asked: "Old Jia, you are not dizzy, press this Sun Hao?"

Lao Jia said loudly: "This is the spiritual madman I proposed last time. By the way, my proposal has not been passed. This time, since he came to participate in hunting, he must not support it..."

The monks next to them all suddenly realized the truth: "嘘", sneered at Lao Jia.

They don't know, this old Jia heart, naturally has his little ninety-nine. How do people think that Lao Jia does not know, but Lao Jia knows that this Sun Hao must have problems. The problem lies in the war madman. The last auction, the old Jia looked at the score, the madman child force is Sun Hao's follow-up, the last time, Tong Li is broken arm, the data records that it is a six-layer refining, this is only how long? In the official information published by Xia Guo, the madman’s childpower, the eight layers of refining were repaired, and the broken arm was also attached.

Good at analyzing intelligence, well-informed old Jia, naturally feel that standing in front of Tong Li, Sun Hao, who has been respected by Tong Li, can't be simple, so he boldly bet a hundred Lingshi on Sun Hao. He has cultivated such a low-level disparity, but one hundred spiritual stones are half-home, and they are considered to be gambling.

The market is wide open, mortals, monks, and bets.

In the hands of the ceremonies, the red flag went down and shouted: "Prepare, run", a hundred horses, like the arrow from the string, while rushing out from the starting line, the direction of the hunting field.