Qingben beauty

Chapter 127

The mountains are endless, and the yellowed woods can't be seen at a glance.

To the left is a mountain full of trees without seeing the top of the mountain, and to the right is a mountain full of trees without seeing the top of the mountain.

Down, or woods!

up...

Forget it, I won't raise my head anymore, if I move my head again, I'm afraid I'll be dizzy directly.

In the alpine forest here, the trees are very tall, but they are not as dense as the bushes. The gaps between the trees are completely enough for a pony to gallop.

Or maybe I'm just glad the trees are tall enough and the ponies aren't tall enough, so I'm just not sure where I am now, instead of being hung off by those branches...

I breathed a sigh of relief, slowly supported the horse's back and climbed off the horse, and then supported the horse to stand for a while.

With just such a movement, I knew that this stinky horse should be running up the mountain. This altitude is much higher than the road that Sanduo took me.

It was even harder to breathe.

I took a few breaths, and touched my backpack behind the saddle. After such a bumpy journey, the backpack was tied behind very securely and firmly.

I don't feel like, I don't know how Sando is doing now?

That chug is probably the submachine gun that often appears in American movies on TV.

I stood by the pony for a while, and was woken up again by the snot sprayed by the pony's head.

I shook my head, avoiding the snot sprayed by the stinky horse again, and thinking, it is useless to worry about Sando now, I should worry about myself.

I unhooked the pack from the saddle, took the bridle and tied it to the tiniest tree trunk (it was thick too) and let the pony graze the ground by itself.

I dragged the backpack, sat down with the support of the other thickest tree trunk, and then took out the cloth bag that Sister Sanduo gave me, and the two bottles of water that I kept in the bag.

Although you don't have to walk on your own when riding a horse, in order to maintain your balance, you have to use more strength on your waist, and after such a fright, too much energy in your body has disappeared.

I desperately need energy!

I took out a piece of cake, sandwiched a piece of dried meat, and put a piece of milk skin on it, and took a big bite.

This kind of cake is called Shaomomo in the local area. It is baked directly in the firewood with milk. Even if it is cold now, it does not affect its crispy outside and soft inside. On the contrary, it still has a chewy texture. The aroma of milk is matched with the taste of dried meat and milk skin. When you take a bite, the aroma, the feeling...

I was squinting to enjoy the absolute deliciousness of this escape, when I felt something hit my forehead, and then I lightened my hand.

I opened my eyes, and in front of me was a huge horse head, and more than half of the cake in my hand had been bitten by it.

I was very unhappy, flicked its forehead with my fingers, and said bitterly: "You bad guy, you almost knocked me to death, eat your grass!"

Before my voice fell, I heard the neighing sound of the pony.

I glanced at the head of the horse that was chewing merrily in front of me, turned my head slightly, and stretched out my head from the side of the horse's head, and saw a pony seven or eight meters away from me.

I turned around again, followed the horse's head and saw the body of the horse kneeling on the ground extending behind the tree.

This is a big horse that is not inferior to Sanduo's horse!

However, Sanduolu said that animals like horses will never bend their knees unless they are trained by their owners. Even when they sleep, they sleep standing up!

I handed the remaining pancakes to the horse, then moved my body from under its eyes, kneeled and walked to its side.

Now I can see clearly.

It wasn't that the horse didn't want to stand up, but that it couldn't stand up anymore. It had a bone-deep cut on its front leg, and it didn't know how much blood it was bleeding. There seemed to be no blood to flow near the wound.

There was also such a cut on the hind leg, and it was estimated that the horse broke a bone when it lost its strength and fell, and a piece of the hind leg bone was poked out.

I covered my mouth unconsciously, and hurriedly dragged the bag, trying to find some medicine to apply on it.

"It's useless, it's dead." A voice suddenly came from behind the big tree.

I was so shocked that I took out another bottle of water, held it upside down in my hand, and said sharply in the direction of the voice: "Who is it? Who is it? Don't try to play tricks! Tell you, I am amazing!"

While talking, I tried my best to look fierce and waved the mineral water bottle in the direction of the voice.

"Puff puff puff!" The voice actually let out three consecutive laughs!

I became a little annoyed and said angrily, "Who the hell are you? Don't be like a shrinking turtle! If you have the guts, stand up!"

There was silence on the other side.

After I finished calling, I also felt that something was wrong.

If the other party had malicious intent, I'm afraid he would have rushed out to do me this or that. However, if there was no malicious intent, why would he just make a sound and not show his head?

I took a breath, slowly put down a mineral water bottle, and then moved little by little towards the place where the sound came from.

The trees in this mountain forest are tall and there are no shrubs, but there are still some stones, and there is a stone next to the kneeling body of the horse.

And when I turned around a little bit, I could see that there was a person sitting on the rock.

One, wearing handsome and stylish clothes even if a few scratches were torn, a man with disheveled hair and haggard face, but still not less handsome.

I looked at him, stunned for three seconds, and then habitually let out an uh.

I almost sang it, it was sung by that famous singer in Cantonese.

Where in life do we not meet...

Fortunately, before the sound rushed out, I shut my mouth fiercely, and turned in my head that it was really a narrow road to the enemy!

Fortunately, before I was about to put this thought into action, I rolled my eyes calmly, and saw his long legs in a strange posture.

I rubbed my eyes, and then took a closer look to confirm that the posture of the leg was indeed a bit strange.

I laughed gloatingly, and said to him, "You have a broken leg?!"

"Are you happy?" The man stared at me, without a trace of expression on his face, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, I guess I'm going to disappoint you, I just sprained."

My smile froze, and then I thought about it, even if it is sprained, it can't make this bastard stand up, so it must be serious.

So, I laughed unkindly again.

"Have you laughed enough? If you have laughed enough, take out the medicine in your bag." There were several cracks on the man's face, and his voice was a little annoyed.

I snorted, tilted my head slightly, and said with a proud expression: "Why should I give it to you? I want to keep it for the horse, how pitiful this horse is!"

The man took a deep breath, then his face turned cold, and he said in a low voice, "Really? Then, I'll tell Lu Li that it doesn't matter that you are actually my woman."

(End of this chapter)