Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1875 Damn, he lost again!

The fiery red horse moved forward slowly, stopping to nibble the grass on the ground from time to time. When Qiao Yu saw the fiery horse, his eyes lit up immediately.

The flame horse's hair is not just red, its hair can move without wind, and it has a feeling of fluttering in the wind, like a flame burning fiercely.

"Your horse looks very good, too." Qiao Yu turned to look at Fu Yuejun, with admiration for the horse.

Fu Yuejun waved his hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense, let the two of them play by themselves, and see the outcome later."

"Row."

Qiao Yu, Fu Yuejun and the others returned to the shed immediately, and the two horsemen slapped the horse's buttocks, and then the two horses began to duel.

Fu Yuejun asked the boy to bring a basin of clean water, and washed off the wound on Fu Wenze's hand that was strangled by the rein, and the soil stained with it, revealing the flesh and blood inside, and the palm was already bloody.

This moment was the real burning pain, stimulating his brain nerves, reminding him of what he had just experienced, and the pain made Fu Wenze gasp.

"You are really not afraid of death. Just tearing off this piece of flesh will make the wound tear worse."

Fu Yuejun grabbed Fu Wenze's hand, and the blood that had been solidified found his way, and immediately gushed out, instantly staining the girl's fingers red.

She took out a small porcelain bottle, poured all the powder in the bottle into his palm.

Fu Wenze frowned slightly in pain, and explained: "The piece of flesh that I ripped off has been necrotic, and keeping it will affect the healing of the wound. Although the wound is bigger this time, new flesh will grow faster. .”

After a while, the blood from his wound had been stopped, and the pain had significantly weakened a lot.

"Recently, you should be quiet." Fu Yuejun looked up at him, wrapped the bandage around his hand, and tied a beautiful bow on it.

Fu Wenze's forehead twitched: "I'm a man, why are you tying me a bow?"

"I'm happy." Fu Yuejun snorted.

Three black lines fell on Fu Wenze's forehead, and finally he asked worriedly: "Speaking of which, can your horse really beat Qiao Yu's red-maned horse? Don't lose your own horse!"

He had ridden that red-maned horse before, and he knew what that horse looked like.

The Manchurians all grew up on the grasslands, and they knew how to train horses since they were young, so even bad horses can be tamed, but he failed to tame the red-maned horse.

Fu Yuejun smiled: "You look up."

"Don't..." Fu Wenze raised his head to look into the racecourse as he spoke, his words stopped abruptly, his eyes almost popped out, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak!
Not only him, but Qiao Yu and the others were also stunned.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Although Fu Yuejun's horse was very cute when it was brought over, but if it really wanted to fight, it was really a thief, with a temper as fierce as its fur, and now it was steadily trampling Qiao Yu's red-maned horse on the ground. Under the feet.

A happy neigh came out of his mouth.

What does this neighing mean, several people can probably hear it.

"Third brother, your horse is so miserable, your face is trampled under your feet..." Qi Ying looked at Qiao Yu in embarrassment.

"I'm not blind!"

Qiao Yu's face turned green with anger. The red-maned horse represented his face, and now that he was trampled under by the flame horse, wouldn't that mean that he was trampled under by Fu Yuejun?
Depend on!
He lost again!

(End of this chapter)