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Soon after, everyone grabbed their reins and rushed out.

Song Qingyu frowned and pulled the reins. Just as he was about to rush out, Zuo Linyi, who had yet to leave, pulled one end of the reins, stabilizing the horse's movements.

"This prince thinks that this horse of yours is a bit better. Should we change to another horse?"

Song Qingyu tilted his head and took a look. Wasn't everything that had happened today because of him? His expression turned cold as he pulled the reins, "No need, I'm happy about this horse."

Song Qing whipped him and was about to leave. The moment the horse's belly was tightly clamped, the horse let out a sudden howl, as if it had suffered a great pain, and crazily rushed forward.

Song Qingyu was still thinking about how to get rid of the group, but before he could even think about it, the horses suddenly went berserk. When he didn't expect this, the horses had already started galloping towards the direction of the Southern Cyanwood Forest.

She bit her lower lip, her face calm. She pulled on the reins and lowered her weight, trying to control her direction and her balance.

The horses whizzed past them. They didn't notice anything unusual when they entered the forest from the forks in the road.

A strange expression appeared on Dingbei Wang's face as he said, "Isn't this speed too fast?"

Zuo Linyu also had a deep look in her eyes. Her speed had indeed been a bit fast, but she didn't seem to have encountered any mishaps.

Zuo Ya Feng chuckled softly as he thought to himself: This Song Qing Yu really does have some skills, but later on …

"If you keep looking, you're really going to fall behind." The loser shall hand over his entire year's salary according to the old rules! " After Zuo Ya Feng said that, he looked in the direction that Song Qingyu had disappeared in. A sneer appeared on his face as he gestured to his father-in-law at the side.

When everyone heard this, they did not want to be outdone. Just as they were about to raise their whips, a burgundy horse charged directly towards them. It almost knocked over everyone's horses.

The current one was Zuo Linyi.

"This prince just happens to be short on money, so I'll be taking my leave first."

Zuo Linyu frowned slightly as she brushed off the dust on her body. As Zuo Linyi walked past, she raised a cloud of dust. "Ninth Brother, you're too reckless."

On the other side, Song Qingyu could not stop his horse at all.

He pulled the horse hard and the rope snapped with a "pa" sound …

Song Qingyu was sent flying from the horse. Song Qingyu exclaimed as he thought that if he were to fall off such a fast horse, his limbs would be broken.

While stepping on the horse and leaping up, he discovered that his feet had been caught by a pedal. She had to sit down again. Frowning, she tugged at the broken reins and bent low over the horse.

The horse kept going, not stopping at all.

Song Qingyu frowned slightly. He knew that the horse was crazy and that the key to it being tied up was Zuo Yafeng. Lifting his eyes to the sight before him, his gaze changed. On the ground not too far away from him, there was a black flag.

The horse wouldn't stop at all, Song Qing and Yu looked, there was a huge trap in front of the black flag. If they kept going like this, they would inevitably fall down together with the horses and die from the trampling.

Song Qingyu gritted his teeth as he nimbly bent his waist. Using the dagger hidden at his waist, he first stepped off the pedal, loosening his left leg. As she nimbly jumped off the horse, she slashed off the foot of her other foot.

It was impossible for her to accomplish that, but Song Qingyu's actual combat experience on the battlefield was extremely familiar to her.

Song Qingyu tumbled down and landed steadily on the ground. His entire movement was completed in one go. She did not care about anything else and immediately swept her leg over the horse's hind leg. The horse was not alarmed and fell to the ground. While it struggled with all its might, Song Qingyu held onto the horse.

He then patted the horse's head. Then he touched its nose.

"Don't move."

Song Qingyu looked into the horse's eyes and mumbled something as he continued to stroke its fur. As the horse stood up again, Song Qingyu also stood up, but he did not stop to stroke its fur.

The big white horse raised its head, and Song Qingyu was unable to touch its head. Hearing him growl, the horse lowered its head and became meek again.

"That's more like it."

Song Qing Yu said. Seeing that the white horse had calmed down, he turned to check the horse's abdomen.

As expected, a thin silver needle was found in the belly of the saddle. As long as the abdomen was clamped tight, the needle would be forced back in. The moment Song Qingyu started, the needle would be deeply embedded in the saddle.

Song Qing sighed, "Endure it, I will take out the silver needles on your abdomen."

Zuo Linyi, who was in hot pursuit, could not help but laugh. He was just about to mock Song Qingyu, how could a horse understand human speech?

Song Qingyu swiftly retrieved the three silver needles. The pain caused the horse to roar and go berserk again. It raised its front hooves, but the horse thought that Song Qingyu had hurt it on purpose and charged towards Song Qing Yu. Song Qingyu knew that the danger had already retreated half a step.

At the same time there was a whistle, and the horse heard it and settled down again.

The person in front of him was Zuo Linyi. Zuo Linyi blew his whistle and patted the horse on its head. He leaned against the horse and looked back at Song Qingyu, "This prince said to change horses. If you don't switch horses, this horse doesn't like you."

Seeing it was Zuo Linyi, Song Qingyu's gaze fell on the docile horse and snorted, "You are not a horse, how do you know a horse doesn't like me? It seems to me that it likes me very much. "

Song Qing Yu said as he slowly approached and caressed the horse's head. He looked at the white horse seriously. This white horse had a meek personality, but its four limbs were strong and steady. It was a good horse.

"This prince doesn't think so."

As soon as Zuo Lanyi finished speaking, Song Qingyu suddenly had a bad premonition. He heard a whistle and the horse lifted its head, lifting Song Qingyu up. Caught off guard, Song Qingyu was flipped over and fell to the ground.

"Sure enough, I don't like it very much." Zuo Linyi smiled gently, his expression calm. His smile was extremely beautiful. Even though everyone in the capital knew that the ninth prince was ridiculous, they were still attracted to him.

"How vile." Song Qingyu glared at him, appreciating his ability to tame horses. Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows. Actually, besides always going against him, Zuo Linyi also had a lot of advantages.

This thought flashed through Song Qingyu's mind, and he immediately began to chase him away, "This is my horse, no matter what, it has nothing to do with you. If the Ninth Prince still doesn't leave, he will lose. "

Zuo Linyi thought for a moment, smiled, and got on the horse. He walked a few steps forward and reminded her, "It's best not to get into trouble in the woods. I can't tell my mother about this when I get back."

And then, he pulled the reins forward.

After he left, Song Qingyu looked at the flag on the ground in a blink of an eye.

Song Qingyu calmly pulled up the black flag from the ground and threw it at a place fifty meters away from the trap, while at the same time creating the illusion of a landslide.